our flag means death fanfiction

Warning: Contains erotic content with dark themes like Voyeurism, somnophilia, light bondage etc “...how many times have I warned you I do not want scents of men around you?! Why are you always infuriate me!" He snarled, gritting his teeth and I smirked coldly. “Principal Dominick! How's that your business? You said you don't want to see me ever again? If I whore around in school, how does it matter to you? Act your age!” A rumble escaped his throat, as he grabbed me by my waist, and I hated how my body melted against this man. “You forget that you're mine…” he whispered into my ear. “The next time I see you around any man, Leila…” he dragged a long whiff of my scent. "I'm going to act my age, and like your father figure, I'm going to make sure I discipline you like the bad girl you've been. Don't tempt me… The next time you do, you won't properly walk for a week.” He bit my earlobes and sucked on it, making me moan, my body freezing in shock. ~ Abused by her cruel father and the rest of the world just for being wolfless, Leila lost the will to live. Praying for a mate who would change and provide a secure life for her little sister, her hope shatters when she gets rejected, ends up arrested for a crime, and yet again transferred to another school filled with things beyond her imagination. But that wasn't what was terrifying. It was this huge older man who turned out to be her principal and new guardian. Extremely forbidden to get involved with him, things slip out of control. What if Leila realizes her new life was accompanied with new waves of challenges, doom and a truth not to be known?

"Do you know the other reasons why I am so furious? It's not just because I saw you with Kristoffer during this late night." "I am angry, because you just fucking left me again after what had happened between us last night!" "You left me after you repeatedly begged me to fuck you harder!" Everything started to turn upsidedown when Samantha Hudson found out that her step-brother is no other than the man who took her virginity, Tristan Hilton, a billionaire who's also known for being a playboy on their city. How can they resist the forbidden desires they've been holding for each other, knowing that it'll be a kind of sin?

Hi, I'm Lauren Agustin. Seventeen years old and I'm living by myself. My parents were killed right in front of me. But I didn't see the person who killed them because I was blind. After my parents' death, my eyes miraculously healed. However, I started to have a vision of people's death. And then I met Luke. A guy whose death was also seen in my vision after we met for the second time. I told him about my vision of his death but he didn't believe me. Although Luke mistook me as a crazy girl, I still tried every possible way to help him to avoid his death. Luke didn't die because of me, and later on, we developed a special feeling for each other although we sometimes bickered because he doesn't believe in me. I used this ability to warn and save the person who would die next. But in this modern world, who will believe what I say without thinking that I am insane? How did I have this mysterious ability? And will I be able to find my parents' real murderer?

At a time of war and hate, Alpha Diego put his life and that of his pack in danger when he abducted and eventually fell in love with the Luna of a rival pack: the Blackfur pack. Without a thought of the consequences, Diego makes Kyra his Luna after gruesomely murdering her mate and Alpha of the Blackfur pack. Kyra, encumbered with grief for her dead mate decides to redeem her defeated pack, but she was only human and without any special abilities. Knowing how much Diego loved her, Kyra decides to use it to her advantage; making him completely trust her. Diego fell without a doubt, stubbornly kicking off his Beta, Zayr's disagreement concerning his sudden faith in her. It took only a short time for Kyra to get Diego to tell her the secret of his Pack's continuous victory. The Syria sword. A death gift from his father was the secret of the abrupt steady victory of the crystal red moon pack. One reckless trust led to betrayal and the brutal destruction of the crystal Redmoon pack, with the Syria sword thrust into the chest of Alpha Diego by the one he trusts, instantly placing a sacred curse on him. Due to the curse, Diego evolved into a demon Alpha. His strength; limitless, His heart; icy and dark, and his only intention; to get rid of the one who betrayed him. Only then, will he succumb willingly to the nothingness that threateningly accompanied him, ogling for his life. For more than twenty years, with the blade still buried under his skin, Diego fiercely sought Kyra, to kill her in the cruelest way possible; notwithstanding, she was his first love. Now, his hatred for her was thicker than the love he once had for her, or so he thought. ...

"Sorry? I'm just mad at you," she said, giving him a slight push. "Okay, I will clear up all your complaints now." Altan took her hand, pulled her towards him, and placed his lips on hers. Esen felt as if time had stopped. It was her first kiss, the first real one. For the first time, she felt the touch of a man in her life. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to make sure she would not get away from him, and he kissed her with intensity and passion that made it difficult for Esen to breathe. The moment he put his tongue into her mouth, she melted. ****** After the War of Dark with Omicron Wolf Kendrick Lucas, True Alpha Alparic O'Connor had imprisoned him somewhere and only three people knew the key to his release, Gamma Kai Liam, Mirror Wolf Isabella Osiris and the True Alpha Alparic himself. As every war has an end, so did this one. As a result of this battle, the Gravefur Pack suffered the loss of their leader. However, the Vanara Pack seemingly desired to prolong this war yindefinitely, thus they joined forces with the Dark Shadow Coven and humans to develop a highly dangerous virus that posed a threat to the entire world. Unbeknownst to them, the release of Omicron wolf Kendrick Lucas had the potential to give rise to the birth of the Wizard Wolf in Nagosia forest, where the moon possesses the ability to bring about transformation.

Nisha is a normal nineteen-year-old college girl and lives ordinary. But things started to take a turn for the worse when her classmate, Max Stuart, suicide in a gloomy room Everything shows that he killed himself but she knew is impossible. Most surprising, Max showed up in Nisha’s room as a spirit and she’s the only one who can see him and hear from him. Nisha has no choice but to help him. However, in the process of searching for the truth, their feelings gradually warm up, but the closer to the truth is more close to parting, where will they go eventually?

A year ago, I was a rising star in the legal world. But everything changed when I uncovered evidence that my fiance's first love had caused an accident. She lured me to an abandoned factory and ruined my face, then pushed me into a toxic asphalt pit and left me to drown. Little did they know, I was pregnant with my fiance's child when I died. After my death, he had the audacity to claim that I had accepted money from a murderer and had fled the country. His actions turned me into a pariah. Meanwhile, he and his precious first love walked down the aisle together. A year later, the abandoned factory I had died in was being demolished, and someone stumbled upon my body in that asphalt pit.

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.