One Piece Tags Novels & Stories

Behind the invitation was a paper with just one sentence. "Target: Hitotsu Shiho, Gender: Male, get details on order 66. Passcode: Full moon and starry night in the same sentence. Good luck." (This is good, Kadachi has to go to this event too so maybe I can tag along with him and use this as a cover.)

His Alpha mother had made it mandatory for the council to grant her wish before she died. Now, this happens. On the verge of walking over a body, my eyes caught something. Two wolves and a dagger at the center. With water flowing underneath, signifying the silver lake. It was a tag. a symbol of the gamma's rank in the silver mystic. My brows furrowed when I called, "Atlas, Tristan, come see this." They both were by my side in seconds, Tristan squatting, his shoulders leaning down; he brought the tag to his face for a closer view, then stood up.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

Taking a shape I had seen in the first calling ground. The center scar. Ronan saw it at the same time I did. “Briar.” “I know.” Wren grabbed my wrist and turned it to the weak light. “That is not a normal cut.” “No,” Garrick said. His voice was thin. “That is a tag. They did not need to leave with the piece. They needed to leave a mark on her that the first pattern can read.” The dark line kept filling in, slow and sure, like someone was drawing on me from the other side of the night.

But the moment he saw the contents, the blood drained from his face, and his hand began to shake violently. It was a notice from the pack administration office confirming that my mate bond with him had been severed, along with the approval of my departure from the pack.

I chuckled, the sunlight reflecting off the shiny surface of the tags, revealing the engraved letters. "Can you really hold me responsible?" Frederick gently brushed away a stray strand of hair that had fallen across my face. I closed my eyes, savoring the gentle caress. "The moon goddess can be quite unpredictable at times; her powers are truly awe-inspiring." ... "I don't appreciate that you wear these out of concern for your safe return," I said, toying with the tags and rolling the names between my fingers: Frederick Henson, Beta 1, Hugo A., North East. "You can rest assured that nothing will happen to you, so there's no need to worry about these forms of identification."

" I saved the princess from being kidnapped by the neighboring Kingdom Eclipse. They were raging war because they wanted to conquer Katusha at the time. I asked to be placed on the front lines as my reward for saving her. Through my strategies and hard work I led that army to victory where I received a golden tag." That war finished before I was assigned to Eclipse. I thought as he shows a tag tangled with another necklace around his neck. He immediately untangles the other necklace and shoves it back behind his armor before showing me the golden tag with a number and his name. Hey! That tag is given when you join a guild. Makes it easier to identify the body. " Please, I have one too." I sa

Yuki grabbed something out of her scarf that looked like a necklace with a tag and gave it to the young man. “Thank you very much.” The young did something behind his desk for a while before giving the tag back to Yuki. “Here you go. 1000 Bytes has been deducted from your account.” Yuki accepted back the tag and wore around her neck again while saying, “thank you.” As they walked towards the designated room, Matthew had to ask. “What is that thing around your neck Yuki?” “It’s my Hunter ID tag. Much like identification cards, but specifically for Hunters.”

he said, frowning as he fidgeted with the hem of his untucked shirt. I closed my eyes and opened them, then I put my cigarette out in his ashtray and sighed heavily. Marco quickly fumbled with his phone and the documents on the desk. "You said they had tags. Did it look like this?" he asked, showing me a tag that he had retrieved from one of the many drawers in the office. I nodded. I could see that he was holding the same tag the men wore. They were silver tags, and the back of it looked like snakeskin. I fixed my eyes on him, waiting to hear some sort of good news.

Liora fucking killed that girl. She killed her and took her jewelry back like she said her mother does...recovering property. Scarlet’s stomach twisted. Her heart rammed against her ribs. "Besides why would an Alpha daughter do dirty tasks for Liora?" “Scar!” Mira suddenly rushed toward her, snapping her out of her spiraling thoughts. “I got a tag for us!” She held up two small tags, silver with bold black numbers on them. Scarlet forced her attention to shift. She inhaled shakily as Mira slapped the tag with the number 7 onto Scarlet’s back.