Logan: A Warriors Mc Romance Novels & Stories

The warrior stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Too dark?" I asked. "Way too dark, Luna." Marcus clapped the warrior on the shoulder. "You'll get used to her sense of humor. Or you'll die. Either way, problem solved." "You two are terrible at pep talks," Liana observed, loading arrows into her quiver with practiced efficiency. "We're realistic," Marcus corrected. "Better than filling their heads with false hope." I picked up one of my custom daggers, testing its weight and balance. The blade was inscribed with Moonbane runes that glowed faintly silver in the dim light. "Hope isn't false if we make it real."

I stand at Logan’s side, my hand still firmly clasped in his, Conner leaning into me, Carmen perched on his arm, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this moment will mark the turning point of our lives. For years, the world has defined me by survival, by whispers, by shadows of men who thought they could control me. Today, in front of cameras and headlines, Logan has rewritten that narrative, binding us together in the open light of day, unafraid, unashamed, and utterly certain. As the flashes continue, I lift my chin, my smile calm and unwavering, and whisper just loud enough for only Logan to hear, “Now the real war begins.”

" this doesn't make any sense, how did I end up all the way here with no recollection of it, and you're sure it wasn't your doing?" " Careful rogue, I may be a fair King but my patience has a limit" " you're the King?! Your Majesty I'm so sorry I didn't I mean, I don't know what the hell I'm trying to say right now but I swear to you I speak the truth" " what is your name rogue?" "it's Carson, Carson Wade" " how did you end up rogue?" a look of pain flashed across his face before he inhaled deeply and spoke " I was a warrior in a pack and it turned out that I was mated to the Alphas' daughter, she felt like I was beneath her as I was just a warrior and anybody can be a warrior as she said, y

Luca exits the room with a nod as Harry, James, Tony, and Leah follow him. “Warriors...” “Crescent Warriors, Luna,” Tony interrupts her from the doorway. “I’m sorry, what?” Luna Cassia asks him, confused. “We’re Delta Athenas Crescent Warriors,” he says proudly, showing Cassia his marking. One of the other warriors elbows Tony in the side, glaring at him. “Ow! What?” he asks with a shrug. “Do you all bear her mark?” Cassia asks. “Yes, Luna,” the warriors all say at once.

I still have my fingers on the keyboard focusing on my assignment and not getting carried away because Logan is taunting me to look at him. "Aphrodite." I paused for a second, then continued to type. I was typing fast but once he rolled my name into his delicious chocolate voice got my words to mix up that I was typing nonsense instead of talking about WWII. "You would do that for me?" I blinked, looking up at him with a sporting grin. When he eyed the screen of the laptop, I followed and froze. Oh, fuck! At the start of my third paragraph, I wrote down that I would lay Logan down and go wild on him like a cat. Then when he fucks me, I will be nailing his back with my claws and saying my nam

No wonder they were all looking at me with astonished gazes. I sighed, my mind flashing back to my life before meeting Logan. Once, I could have done this feat easily without even breaking a sweat. But I was no longer that warrior who faced men stronger than her with ease. I had lost that identity the moment I realised I was Logan’s mate. He had insisted that women shouldn’t be on the battlefield. He claimed that being a warrior made me a weak Luna. So when he insisted that I seal off my warrior powers, I dhad done so even if I lost myself along with it… I felt my lips curl into a smile, hope blooming inside me. I had thought that my warrior powers were lost to me forever. But now it seemed

Maya spit these last words, and the crowd roared, some laughing, some howling with rage. Sasha said nothing. She stood there, fists clenched, her eyes darkening. “You will not disrespect our union.” Her voice was a menacing growl, though a poor imitation of an Alpha. “Don’t ever forget your place, Rogue.” The Warriors laughed. Encouraged by their support, Sasha pointed at the pair of them. “Warriors! Do not let a pair of filthy Rogues disrespect your Alpha and his TRUE Luna!” The Warriors, their anger reignited, surged forward once more. They yanked Maya over the railing, and she was lost in the crowd. All I could hear were her screams of terror.

Logan, always ready for a fight and to give his warriors a chance too. "After the meeting, you will receive a file, and in it, you will find the details. Don't worry, Alpha Logan, your warriors, will get the chance to get their hands dirty." I try to hide the smirk taking over my face, but Logan sees it and gives the camera a wink and a toothy grin. He's gruff but has his way of showing he cares.

Logan shouted, his voice filled with triumph. I stumbled off the creature’s back, my legs shaky. Melissa ran to my side, her face a mix of relief and pride. “You’re insane, you know that?” she said, pulling me into a quick hug. “Maybe,” I admitted, my breath ragged. “But it worked.” The remaining Redfang wolves, seeing their secret weapon defeated, began to retreat. My warriors didn’t let up, chasing them out of the territory until the last of them was gone. “We’ve won,” Logan said, coming up beside me. His face was streaked with blood, but his smile was bright. “The battle’s over.”

But for Yara she dragged herself to them. When they approached, Zaviar made place for them beside himself. Minahil sat down and began enjoying the warmth of the fire and Saad's lovely voice. "Yeh Jo halka halka saroor hai, Ye teri nazar ka kasoor hai, Ke sharaab peena, Sikha diya, Ke sharaab peena, Sikha diya," (This light-sweet intoxication Is the crime of your eyes That has taught me drinking wine