Mario From Super Mario Logan Novels & Stories

and this guy (points to himself) MIKA: (struggled up) Chain sword (removed her chain sword cos she has exhausted her poison magic) Hiya!!! (Ran to attack but Logan used his brick hand to protect himself from all the attacks then he kicked her with brick legs, since all his body has turned to brick; except his head)

But Logan? Logan was the best.

she interrupted my thoughts. "What?" "He doesn't think of anyone except her." With that she got up and walked towards the bathroom area. Gripping my glass, I took a large gulp of my drink. Narrowing my gaze towards the fifth entrance, I spotted someone. Mario. Luciano's most trusted dog.

I crossed my arms, taking a defiant stance and in the very next moment, her hand went flying towards me, in an attempt to probably slap me but suddenly got stopped mid-air, by another, much bigger hand. “What do you think you’re doing?” A deep, masculine voice echoed through the silence and I quickly recognised the owner. Logan. Silence. Nothing came out of her mouth, but still, she kept glaring at me, obviously unsatisfied that she was stopped from completing her action. He then let go of her hand and walked towards me, suddenly grabbing my arm, yanking me off the couch, hard, but not enough to hurt me, my small, fragile frame slamming against his hard chest in the process, making me escape

Luigi’s POV Logan stood before me on the doorstep, Leo in his hand. He was dressed in a very vibrant Hawaiian print t-shirt, his hair dishevelled, shivering lightly. Leo was in blue whale print flannel pajamas that threatened to slide off his tiny waist at a moment’s notice. There was a stressed look in Logan’s eyes, and a shocked one in mine. “Who the hell are you?” Enzo snapped at Logan, appearing behind me.

“Nope, can’t hear you.” She shook her head at me as we walked to the elevators. When we got there, another person was also waiting for the elevators. My stomach dropped to the floor when I realized who it was: Logan. Before I could sneak away unnoticed, he turned and saw us. He jumped a little. “Oh! Uh…Maria, Hazel, good morning,” he said. Was it my imagination or were his ears turning pink? Maria puffed out her chest and said in a low seductive voice, “Good morning.”

Presidents did not collapse into giggles while half the hockey team debated ribbon undertones in the middle of a charity formal setup. Apparently, Logan noticed. Of course he did. He was standing near the folded tables with two stacked chairs in each hand, looking entirely too pleased with himself. He caught my eye and smirked, like he knew exactly how close I was to losing it. I pointed my pen at him. “Do not start.” His eyebrows lifted. “I didn’t say anything.” “You thought it loudly.” “That feels impossible to prove.” “You have a very loud face.” Marco gasped from behind the ribbon.

I've never seen anything like it. Who was this Logan DeAngelo?

Relief washed over me when she started coughing, it would be sad if I saw my mate at the time of my life and hours later or days later lost my life. Logan is an unpredictable person, he has been my friend for so long but he is a person who can not be predicted not talking of Jack, the bastards might have a vanishing spirit and he is the most dangerous one among us because he doesn't she his emotions, he is always calm but dangerous. I thank the moon goddess for bringing our princess back even though she is not fully recovered but I hope she will be ok. But how did Logan find the antidote?

Logan got down from his suv with a short gun in his hand and behind him was his men. When Liam’s men guiding the gate had seen them, one of them rushed inside to inform him. “Boss” “What is it!!” A drunk Liam screamed. “Logan Donatello is here with his men” “What did you just say?” Liam dropped his drink. “Logan Donatello is here” “How is that possible!!” “I do not know, but he is here right now and I think they came for war….” The guard was not able to finish his statement when they heard the shooting.