Logan: A Warriors Mc Romance Novels & Stories

It was as if my words carried no weight. “Let me go! I'm in No Man's Land now, technically you can't capture me,” I complained, kicking the knee of the warrior holding my left arm. He glared at me with fiery eyes. "You'd better shut your mouth if you value your life. We don't care whether or not you're a threat. You're a renegade, and Alpha Logan loves to torture and kill renegades. You're lucky Alpha Logan won't be at the pack house until tomorrow. You have one more day to appreciate your life," said the leader of the warriors, and then let out a soft, chilling laugh, as if he found the idea amusing.

"I need to go now Aria, but I want you to go with the other women to the safe room that was prepared." Logan said to his mate, pulling her in for a quick hug. "Okay, stay safe." She replied softly before going in the direction of the safe room. "...there seem to be no witches this time, it's just the rogue prince and his mutts, I'm sure we can take them and with the help we have, they won't stand a chance." Logan met Ivan halfway through his speech to the warriors present.

She asked instead. “Our pack.” He corrected again. “We don’t have High Guard wolves. It’s just me, Darius and three Gammas leading the other warriors. But two of them are women, and bad asses at that.” Logan grinned and easily pulled her into his lap and drew her closer. He rested his head on her shoulder and Cassy was sure she heard him inhale her scent before continuing. “Pippa is scary but would die for any of us, Laura is a gentle heart who can’t stand injustice and Cooper. Well, he’s just trying to survive the two of them.”

my mate said and the rest of the warriors were shocked as they heard that from Logan. We were all gathered around the bonfire, enjoying a night of celebration after the battle against our enemies. The fire crackled and the stars twinkled above us, creating a peaceful ambience. But Logan's words had shattered the calmness, and all of us were curious to know what was bothering him. "Logan, what is it?" I asked, concerned. He looked at me, his expression serious but with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "That other woman with Rocco who you killed with a strike was my evil stepmom. You should have left her for me to deal with," he said, trying to lighten the situation. I let out a sigh of reli

He raised an eyebrow in question, but I gave him a small smile and a nod to let him know I was okay. Once inside Jake’s office, Kat settled into one of the chairs against the wall, crossing her legs elegantly. I perched nervously on the edge of the desk, folding my arms loosely across my chest. Glancing around the room, I took in my surroundings - the dark green walls and the knickknacks scattered on shelves. The imposing logo on the wall behind my brother’s desk read ‘Warriors MC’ in creamy white lettering above a flaming skull with crossed pistols underneath. Kat pulled out a sleek leather portfolio and a pen, her demeanor all business. “Laura, I understand this is a difficult situation, b

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.

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.

Sweat was pouring down their bodies, but on their faces were determination and resilience. In this world, everyone worships strength, so do I. I always wished I had a wolf soul to fight strong against other werewolves. These female warriors are a dream that I can never reach, so I always have a little respect for them in my heart. Logan's phone suddenly rang. I went to a corner to give him space to talk on the phone. After a while, Logan approached me and said, "I have an emergency, so I must leave immediately. Up ahead is Amanda's place. You go there to find her." He pointed towards the training grounds of the female warriors.

He was young, with sharp blue eyes and an easy smile that instantly put me on edge. "Well, well," he said, smirking. "Looks like we’ve got a warrior here. That’s a nasty burn. What happened?" "Accident," I muttered, not in the mood to explain curses and psychotic witches. He raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it, but didn't push. "I’m Logan, by the way. Let’s see what we’re dealing with." As he examined my arm, I felt my mates shift uneasily behind me. Kane’s glare could have melted steel. Zane crossed his arms, his stance tense. Dane was the calmest, but I could feel his protective energy radiating off him.

The rogue growled, turning its focus onto her. The warrior jabbed the rogue with the staff. The rogue growled, launching itself within the distance of the staff, grabbing it and pulling the warrior up into the air by the staff. The warrior gave a groan as he landed on the opposite side. Its focus now on Zay and Logan, it growled low in its throat.