Unlabeled Flag Novels & Stories

A murmur spread through the hall. “Even past Alphas received only one sign,” she continued. “But this? This is beyond anything we have ever seen.” I swallowed, unsure if I should believe her. Could this truly be happening? “And who is to stand against this union?” she asked, her voice rising. “No one!” the crowd roared back, determination burning in their eyes. “All hail the Luna of our Pack! We accept you as our Luna!” The words didn’t just echo—they wrapped around me like warmth spreading through cold skin.

Don't wait up. He crumpled the note and hurled it to the floor. A second later, his phone rang. His friend was barely able to get the words out. "Jasper, you need to get back here right now. The party's a disaster."

Like mild chaos was just another item on his mental checklist. Lucas, meanwhile, bounced enthusiastically on his toes, eyes bright as he watched the snow swirl around us. He looked like he had personally ordered it. “Snow means hot chocolate,” he announced with absolute certainty. Julien glanced down at him. “Eventually,” he said, tone indulgent. Lucas accepted this with a nod, clearly satisfied that his priorities had been acknowledged. I pulled my phone from my pocket, fingers already cold, and checked the screen. The signal flickered uncertainly. Notifications lagged, loading with painful slowness. I refreshed my hotel booking once. Then again. And again.

they heard the crying. "Ok. I believe you now." “Tomorrow evening, eleven o'clock sharp, please, at the corner of the Tea for Two Bar. I'll be wearing a baseball cap with a flag . . . Bye.” She hung up. “Hey! Wait.” JC wanted to know what flag it was, but he was late, leaving him with the unresolved question in his mind. He picked up his coffee then took a large gulp. “Tea for Two,” he repeated the name clearly for everybody in the office to hear. Of all the people in this world, but why choose us? He was thoughtful.

He was also my friend and I enjoyed hanging out with him but we lost contact. Oh and by the way we were in the same high school so we had a lot of time spent together. His best friend once told me that Kerem used to have a crush on me but I didn't believe him. I still don't think that he had a crush on me because we were like siblings. But now it feels so uncomfortable to engage with a guy you once saw as a sibling. I am actually doing Kerem a favor too so he can find the right girl for himself and doesn't have to marry me. I know when I leave Kerem's family would never want me as their gelin, which means "bride" in Turkish. I hope they are not going to be very mad at me.