Unlabeled Flag Novels & Stories

Anyone who saw it could tell that it was an extraordinary item! Oskar held the small flag up and said, gently stroked his gray beard. "This is the Hardwood Supreme Green Flag. It is a superior-quality spiritual treasure that can control hardwood essence to assist in one's defenses. Those who wield this flag will be invulnerable. With the first wave of the flag, you'll be able to gather hardwood energy within a hundred-mile radius. With the second wave, the plant life all around you could be commanded to kill your enemies. It is a very valuable spiritual treasure, more so with its defensive properties!"

Temperance hands her the flag that had been draped over Doug’s coffin. The Biczi Pack flag is silver with glitter radiating from a black howling wolf with Biczi Pack under it. Temperance and Sebastian folded the flags in honor of the fallen. If it had not been such a sobering occasion, watching the two of them avoid touching each other would have been comical.

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I change into my gym wear, a short and a top with a 'GIRL POWER' inscription written at the front. we all sat round the field waiting for the teacher. Ten minutes has gone by without the appearance of the teacher, I guess we will just have to wait till he comes. I picked out my phone from my purse with the intention of playing game. I click on my favorite game candy crush, has I prepared to start crushing some jellies I saw the shadow of a figure in front of me. I raised my head, seeing the person in front me, I scowl in displeasure and turned my head back to my phone.

Then: “Account restricted. Contact your branch.” My stomach dropped. I called the number on the back of my debit card, heart hammering against my ribs. A recorded voice said my account had been “flagged for suspicious activity.” When I finally got a live person, a woman with a bored voice said, “Looks like a large withdrawal was made this morning. $559,000. You’ll need to visit in person to dispute.” I hung up. $559,000. Not all of it. But almost everything. I knew who did it before I even checked my call log.

Not human. My wolf bristled. The rogue hadn’t left at all.

No identification, no location marker, no secondary encoding. The cellar is open.

The Lockwood family, ashamed of him, published a notice in the paper declaring him an illegitimate son with no connection to the family. I thought this farce had finally ended, but I underestimated Sienna's madness.

It looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Beta Chris, are you looking for my brother?" "Why didn't you answer my calls?" We spoke in unison. Hearing the frustration and anger in his tone, I composed myself and smiled lightly. "My phone was off, so I didn't notice. What do you need from me? Oh, right. I just remembered—we still haven't set a date to sever our mate bond." "Fiora, how long are you going to keep being angry with me?"