Half White Half Red Flag Novels & Stories

I winked and signed off. I jumped into I*******m and opened the post draft. Tagged @tonedefteddy, @brodysbackline, @sadiestrut, and @thomasdrums—because yes, even the most mysterious drummer deserves some love. I also added @nonameofficialband right at the bottom with a fire emoji. Added a glitter sticker over our ridiculous, perfect Camp No Name flag. Hit post. And for a minute, I felt like myself again. Still me. Even if the future was a little blurry.

Then she stepped into view. A woman, tall and sultry, in a red body-hugging outfit that left little to the imagination, heels clicking against the tarmac like punctuation marks to a story she didn’t have to tell. She moved toward the center of the four growling beasts on the starting line. Engines revved like impatient animals waiting for release. She held the flag up. Black and white. Classic. Dangerous. The crowd stilled. And then—“Ten.” The screen overhead ticked down with the count. My stomach turned with it. “Nine.”

Hawk closes the circle. “As we leave this place, may we carry her with us. Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again. Bright the cheeks, warm the heart, and may the circle never end.”

I looked away. Silence hung between us while I saw him fidgeting his hands on his thighs. “You know…” he cleared his throat. “You said you’d think about us being friends. What do you say? Do you agree?” I’d actually thought about it. And eventually understood that there’s no point in avoiding and neglecting him anymore knowing that both of us are half-bloods thus monsters and troubles follow us everywhere. He’s right – we would have to protect each other. Now, with him having powers I’ve to rely on him. And I was being bratty not accepting his friendship already. Besides, he’s the only person from my own country knowing what our life was, so taking all these things into account I decided to

The final red lantern was not just a light; it was a beacon. It burned with a fierce, unwavering crimson glow before a grand pavilion of black and gold stripes, larger and more ornate than any other structure in the carnival. Flags bearing the phoenix emblem snapped in a wind that didn't seem to touch the rest of the grounds. This was the heart.

I rested my back on the wall. My eyes raised and I saw the gloomy sky and smoke invading it. “Here,” My vision diverted to Amara. I immediately shook my head when she sliced her palm with a knife. I already know what she’s gonna do. “No,” I shook my head when she tried to make me drink her blood. “What? When was your lats blood intake?” “I… I don’t… need your blood.” I’m a half human and half Witch. If I have a taste of blood, things could go south. Half-bloods are dangerous if they taste blood. I may recover from this Marking of mine but she’ll immediately know I’m half.

' Dom mind-linked, making Iris look at Freddie in the crowd and smile. Freddie had taken many months to grieve and hunt evil human allies of Y and then upon his return had taken many more months to move on properly with Dom, understanding that no one can stand in the path of fate and it wasn't Dom's fault that Isabelle was lost. Then it was time for the flags to be hoisted. The Royal flag carried the same Dragon and Wolf Yin and Yang symbol of Iris and Dom, which was hoisted by the couple. Then, the World Union flag was hoisted and had six circles in a hexagon, each representing a fraction of the world, Dragons, Werewolves, Witches, Vampires, Humans, and Minorities.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. He has a girlfriend, you know. Her mom was admitted here a few weeks ago, and he didn't care at all. "He did not even help her get an appointment, even though he knew the woman could not understand the procedures. That's supposed to be his mother-in-law. "I also heard he delayed that woman's operation because he got distracted by some other girl talking about a school friend or something. Do you know how devastated his girlfriend was? I found her crying from stress in the emergency stairwell." The first nurse stared at her in disbelief. "What the hell? Where are all the good, handsome men? I can't believe he's such a red flag."

Smith, Hassan, Commander Raja, Miranda, and the two Green Bit chiefs arrived with a wooden pole and silver ball. “How’s it going?” Hassan asked. Before anyone could respond, Katie came out to present our flag. “What do you think?” The flag was divided diagonally from the lower hoist-side corner, with the blue upper triangle and the green lower triangle. At the center along the dividing line was the fiery silhouette of a foxfire. “Looks good,” Miranda said, and many agreed. “It is.” Commander Raja asked curiously. “What are the symbolisms on those colors?” “Let’s see,” Katie explained. “Blue is the night, green is the forest, and the red foxfire in the middle of the diagonal colors represents

They were all discussing the matter, sitting around the bonfire. Both of them looked like a high ranking warrior from their uniforms. They were holding a spade in their hands with a red and blue color of ribbon tied in the middle section of each, showing that they were from different battalions. They turned and walked to us, observing both of us with quiet curiosity, and bowed down a little to their alpha in respect, but their cognitive stare wasn’t satisfied yet.