Unlabeled Flag Novels & Stories

But the island was so deserted this time of year, that he had no qualms about flying us from one side to the other, especially over a patch of woods. My mind spun as I thought of the whaling church, and of the latest clue we’d found. It was not at all what I’d expected. I had guessed it might be another key. Instead, we’d found a scroll—a brittle, yellowing parchment, and torn in half, right down the middle. It had been obvious, from first glance, that the other half of it was missing, and that without it, the first half would be useless. Half of a riddle. Given its condition, it was amazing it had survived, and I was sure it would not be preserved if it hadn’t been stored inside a narrow, m

But his was still burning. "Do you want her to be, I could easily help you with that" I said smugly. when he didn't say anything. "She smells of lavender and pine, doesn't she?" I said smugly. His eyes widen with shock as he realizes that his wife isn't a secret anymore." "He is a rogue, Alaia" Evan told me unaware that he has a mark. 'He has a mate mark' I told him through his head. "So would you say something or I should just ask your mate" I asked the stranger, remembering I didn't even know his name yet.

Why would you wanna keep a mentally unstable woman as your Luna? "Watch it!" Marcus was shaking with anger, but we were still in the administrative building. Mindful of his Alpha status, he forced himself to swallow it down. Noelle tilted her head, thinking for a moment. Then her eyes lit up. "Dad, if you sever your mate bond with Mom, that means you can have a bonding ceremony with Aunt Clara!" "That's great!" Rowan chimed in. "Mom, hurry up and leave. We want Aunt Clara to be our new mom!"

As Nysaa carried on with her relentless insults, the tension escalated, and a small crowd began to form, curious about the unfolding drama. Unbeknownst to both the man and Nysaa, Mace Sinclair, who had been stranded by his car just a few yards away, had heard the commotion. Irritation etched on his face, he approached the scene to intervene. His towering presence cast a shadow over the two quarreling individuals.

the announcer says, and I smile when I spot the friendly group of females. Their white dresses are similar in style to ours and look good against their skin tones. They take their seats quickly and the arena goes quiet. "Now that the announcements have been read let me repeat the colors. Cok green, Gaimo red, Earth blue, Puelo white, Makskin gold, Glortinon orange, Shikaz yellow, Hassin purple, Bronkark brown, Frole silver, Vaals burgundy, and Kea black. We have flags and support banners available for scanning on the screens, and you can pick them up once the matches are set. Now let's bring back out the Males," the Kea says excitedly, and the crowd begins to chant as the men come onto the f

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

Sam no longer controlled his anger, he fisted the car had, letting his frustration out but she did not even flinch. “Fine, call him.” He dialled the number on the phone, waited until someone picked up but no one did. “I have to send him a text, send, 'I have news about Andre, you will love to know it.' It's our code to say, pick up its urgent.” she grinned at him. Sam typed the message, raised his head to look at her again, he sent the message unsure whether it was the right decision or not. A few minutes later, the phone began to ring, he picked the call and placed it on a loudspeaker.

My fingers closed around it. A coin. Old. Worn smooth on one side from years of handling. I turned it over. A symbol was stamped into the metal. Two uneven lines crossed inside a rough circle. Carved by hand. Not perfect. Not clean. It was heavier than it looked. I didn't recognize it. Not a Shadow Moon symbol. Not anything I'd seen before. But it was here. Right where whoever wrote that message had stopped. I closed my fist around it and stood up. "Ms. Hart?"

She had flooded his inbox with messages, but they remained unread. Her phone vibrated, and she snatched it up, hoping for a growl from Roman. Instead, Jade Collins' name flashed. "Jade, I can’t talk. I'm in the middle of—" "Willow, have you seen the link?" Jade’s voice was a high-pitched frantic blur. "It's all over the dark web! I can't even see his face through all the gore!" "What are you talking about?" Willow rubbed her temple. "Look, I have to stop Roman from signing a death warrant. I'll call you back."

I can tell he's still unsure of the beta and his mate. "No, but he doesn't tell me anything. I'm beta in title only, but I do know about the building he has here. I've never been allowed in it, but his men should be there now. Since he no longer has his wolf, he can't mindlink them, so they haven't been able to get rid of the evidence. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help you get rid of him. Tyler is a disgrace to wolfpacks everywhere." Mike says. I like him. Olivia walks over to Amber and puts her arms around her.