Mario From Super Mario Logan Novels & Stories

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 Logan I stood there with my blood boiling as this guy who I had no damn idea who he was, stared back at me with a stupid smile on his face. He extended an arm out to me, making my jaw clench, but my son was here. I wasn't going to make a scene in front of him. "So, you're the infamous Logan? Nice to meet you, man." He says smiling.

“They made you into a criminal!” “And who’s going to stop me?” He got up slowly, raising an eyebrow. His lips curled into a wicked smile. “You?” His posture was relaxed, but I could see the dangerous energy radiating off him. “We both know you can’t touch me. You’re too emotional to do it. I’m Logan, remember? Your little brother. So whatever plan you have to catch the Rossis, drop it. Just resign, bro, or step down so it would be easy to finish you all. Because I really don’t want to have to kill you. Don’t force my hand.” My chest heaved violently, rising and falling. My hands were clenched into tight fists at my sides. Sweat trickled down my back.

Each word from Mario's mouth serves as a reminder of the injustices that exist in the world, fueling my determination to take action and put an end to such atrocities. “Mario, can you please check if they would like to press charges? I’ll support them financially.” “I’ll contact each of them and coax them into fighting for justice with you.” Ah, Mario! This is why he's the best assistant. The unwavering determination in his tone brings a sense of solace to my troubled heart. In the midst of this distressing situation, knowing that I have someone as dedicated and reliable as Mario by my side fills me with gratitude and a renewed sense of hope.

I ask looking over at Jackson a little shocked, I know Derek has probably told him of my appearance changing due to keeping me safe, but I don’t think he’d know what I look like. “Almost definitely.” Jackson tells me as we pull up back in the parking space we were previously, it seems to be that this place isn’t off the grid but still doesn’t get that much traffic. “As I keep saying, Mario plans every single thing he does to the last detail, whatever he’s putting his hand in, he knows everything there is to know. Down to the people he was shooting at, it wouldn’t surprise me that he intended not to shoot any bullets in our direction.” He shrugs like what he said wasn’t that big of a deal, bu

I grin and start trying to actually beat him, which is almost certainly not going to happen, but it's fun anyway. "Are y'all seriously playing Mario Kart?" a voice comes from the doorway. I look over to find Logan and the twins peering in from the hall. The comment was obviously Logan's. He's mean. I grin at him and nod enthusiastically anyway. "Hold still, I'm almost done," Reid says, turning my face back forward. "You okay, Drea?" Killian asks from behind us. "Yeah, I'm okay," I say, keeping my eyes on the screen. "Sorry for making such a fuss earlier."

As their screams fade down the corridor, Logan steps closer, placing a hand at my back. “You handled it perfectly, I just do not want you to get to upset you have to remember you are pregnant,” he says. He puts his arms around me and hold me a second. I nod, already thinking ahead, already planning the next move. “I will be careful babe, do not worry. I am not upset. I feel powerful. Marco believes he is still hunting. He does not yet understand that he is the one being hunted.

"Oh, yes, Stuart. I need you to bring in the old team for this. We'll need damage control like... that time. Find a way to get in touch with María's family, too. Offer to pay for the funeral and give her mother a monthly allowance equal to María's pay. For life. I... I don't know if she had children." For a second there, Logan's face changed so much that Charlotte had a hard time believing he was the same person who had been sitting in front of her mere moments ago. His posture straightened, his voice got deeper, and he looked focused and alert, the way he usually behaved himself. This was the CEO Logan, used to being in control, with a strategy and a plan to carry it out. "Yes, sir." Stuart

Logan did the same, and we just bore into each other eyes, licking our lips and thinking I'm our heads about what we wanted. Logan wore the Hawaiian sarong skirt part of the Maui costume, shitless revealing his tribal tattoos wearing the necklace that came with the package and his six packs. His hair was loose, and I couldn't help myself think I was actually looking at a god. Although he doesn't have Maui's hair, he looks perfect. Like a cut-out magazine cover. My heart is racing. A cough made Logan and I cringe, reminding us we weren't alone. I felt my face heated to my ears.

“It is Logan.” “Thought you went to play hero,” Guapo said, standing near the long table with his arms crossed, then he laughed softly. It was the kind of laugh that made my skin crawl. “Finally realized that you are just as wicked as the rest of us?” I ignored him and turned to Giovanni. “Indeed, it is Logan. He’s here for war.” “So,” he said lazily, “the Northern Alpha finally arrived.” Another distant crash echoed, followed by screams that even the thick walls could not fully muffle.

What Kay remembered most were the look in his mysterious blue eyes. "Isn't that Kay's hot guy?" Kim asked after seeing the man's face. Kyra snapped her fingers. "Exactly. And you will be surprised by the profile." Kyra's index finger slides the screen until it moves up and shows who Logan really is. His full name is Logan Angelo Moretti. When Kay and Kim read the next information, they both suddenly gasped. Logan is not someone to be underestimated. That man is the leader of a large mafia in Sicily named Zephyr.