Logan: A Warriors Mc Romance Novels & Stories

Maisie "well I already know you girls will kick ass and pass" Lola "oh and just think when you do pass...you'll get to use the training camp with all those hot sexy sweaty male warriors" she said her eyes rolling and fanning her face with her hand and we all laughed at her typically turning the conversation to discussing men… well hot men! Lelanna "yea I suppose that would be a nice perk" I smirked back with a wink making us all chuckle. Dakota " well I wouldn’t say no if a handsome warrior wanted to show me the ropes… or take me out on a date...ohh how I hope I marry a sexy warrior" she was literally swooning at her imaginary warrior husband.

He didn’t need to worry about me being spat on by the same city we once called home. Instead, I curled into the corner of the library window seat, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with old mining contracts, blueprints, and books on business theory. I opened one at random. A dusty copy of The Art of War. Page one: “All warfare is based on deception.” I couldn’t help but laugh. Bitterly. Logan wasn’t at war with our company. He was at war with our love. Because in the midst of this chaos, Darren and I had found each other — truly, honestly.

~Marcus He go to the door and just leave, he leave me as wet horney mess. Oww I'm getting my revenge. I'm plotting my big revenge when logan come in. "You ready sugar?" ~logan "I don't wanna go, can't we stay here just you and me " i give him my best puppy eyes, one of the advantages of having seven mates you'll always find someone to play with you. "Come on sugar it won't be that bad " ~logan "But i wanna stay and be with you" i try to go for a kiss but he dodges me , well look my revenge plan gonna include logan too.

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."

PAST Two days before the Luna ceremony, tensions simmered within the pack's council chambers. Logan's uncle, a seasoned alpha with a stern demeanor, sat at the head of the table, his brow furrowed deeply as he listened to the murmurs of disapproval from the council members. "This is unprecedented, Logan," his uncle said with a heavy sigh, his voice carrying the weight of authority and concern. "A human Luna? Have you lost your senses?" Logan stood tall, his expression stoic despite the mounting pressure. "She is my mate," he replied firmly, meeting his uncle's gaze head-on. "I did not choose this, but fate has bound us."

He chuckled seeing her perplexed gaze and winked at her. “Concentrate, sweetheart. We do not want you losing the fight without you putting up a good fight. There would not be any fun in it.” His words brought the girl out of her stupor and seeing her concentration return, Laurier raised his sword again. The duo continued to battle it out until they were perspiring heavily. But nobody cared about it. To them, the goal was to win the fight. Unexpectedly, at one point, Laurier came too close to her and before Raelynn could even comprehend what he was doing, Laurier's hand brushed against her neck.

The other warrior whose skin was lighter than the other said in one breath. The two warriors had successfully gained Joanna's and Micah's attention. Unknowingly, Micah had found his way to the living room while holding a plate of fries mixed with ketchup. "What! Speak clearly! What is going on?" Alasdair cursed under his breath. Only if he could force out the answer from the warriors mouth, he'd have. "Alpha, the thing is, a female rogue is claiming to be your mate and refuses to leave until she sees you," the darkly tanned warrior announced.

Logan demanded, his voice cold and menacing. The woman gave them directions to the location where her daughter had been attacked, and the two warriors wasted no time in setting off. They ran with all their might, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger. As they reached the location, they could see the vampires lurking in the shadows, watching their every move. Logan and Marcus drew their weapons, ready to engage in a fierce battle. The vampires launched their attack, and the warriors were quick to react. They were well trained and highly skilled, their years of experience in combat evident in every move they made. The battle was intense, with each side trading blows and t

I taunted again. Camila kept laughing. A warrior clenched his fists then pointed his claws at me. “If you’re here to cause trouble, better return!” Return after coming all the way? No way! I cleared my throat. “Let me in peacefully, dear. Because returning is not an option.” I may not have strength to kill Logan but I’d always have spare to beat some warriors’ ass.

IT'S BEEN THREE MONTH," after the whole incident, I just finished being crowned the alpha of the Dark Wand Pack. My eyes had glowed red while saving Mark from a close death call. It was one of his rough plays with Roman and Jared and if I hadn't come online, he would have fallen off the whole building. They forgot he could crawl and they still played with him as if he was still a month old. Mark had no resemblance to Xylah but rather he looked just like Roman which made it more believable. After this, I would have a ground wedding with Roman. Our relationship has been rocky but he had shown sincere interest in mending it and I would be a fool to let the past hinder me from enjoying the gift