Storm And Logan Novels & Stories

Fast. The air pressure changes like a storm rolled into the garden. Adrian arrives first, moving like controlled violence in human form, eyes scanning everything with lethal speed. Logan is with him, taller, broader than he looks at a distance, his expression tight with fear he’s trying not to show. They don’t stop to speak to guards. They don’t pause to assess the scene as a whole. They go straight where their mates are. Logan reaches Lia, his hand on her shoulder, his voice urgent and soft. “Are you hurt? Lia, look at me.”

The boss appreciated his response and commitment to meet the current challenges. That evening, when he returned home, his partner’s mood wasn’t as cheerful as usual. All of a sudden, she broke in torrential rain and shattered Logan's plans for the evening. "Serena, calm down. Nothing has happened. We shall manage the gathering. Don't worry." But she didn't listen to him. The heat started to rise, and Logan tried his best to calm down the situation, but in the end, Logan left the home and sat down to smoke a cigarette at the end of the street. He received a call from an unknown contact.

This was our home, our people, and we weren’t going to let it fall, not while I could still stand, not while Elena was still breathing beside me. A blur broke past the warriors and lunged toward Elena—I turned, too slow—and that was when he appeared. Logan. He slammed into the rogue midair, sending both of them crashing to the ground. He looked like hell, face swollen, shirt torn, limping badly, but his eyes were sharp and locked on the enemy. “I didn’t come to steal your mate,” he said without looking at me, blood dripping from his lip, “I came to protect her.”

Logan pushed the leaving room door awakened and stepped in with some of his men. “Where are you Liam, come out!!” Logan screamed his name and scanned his eyes around the living room to see if he would set eyes on Liam. He saw someone hiding at the back of one of the couches and immediately walked towards it only to see that it was Liam hiding at the back. Logan went to him and dragged him up, then held his shirt tight “How dare you set my construction site on fire and cost a lot of damage to my company!!” Logan punched him on the face.

As in! Storm Haha, he’s connecting the dots I see, I get to the stage and Freddie takes my hand as I ascend the steps, he places his hand on the small of my back and kisses my temple. Introduce yourself my love Good evening everyone, my name is Storm Burgesse, daughter of Trillionaire Tycoon Stormas and Thalia Burgesse of Diamond City, I also have three other alias’s I go by I turn to face Dastan who seems to be on the verge of fainting in the corner.

Heavy, insistent. “Aria. Open the door.” His voice is rough, commanding, too steady for the storm he just caused. I squeeze my eyes shut, pressing my back to the cool glass. My throat burns. “Baby, don’t do this,” Logan growls, the bang of his fist vibrating through the frame. “Talk to me. Now.” My hands fist in my robe. “Go to hell, Logan.” Another slam, louder this time. “I told you, it wasn’t what it looked like.”

"I'm sorry Mom but Kayla is a vampire. The Storms are not humans. That's the big secret they've been hiding. Logan is not human either. He's a hybrid." It was Dad's turn to laugh. "You really think your mother is so stupid don't you? Do you think she didn't know what I was when I married her? What you would turn out to be? Do you think she didn't know about your precious Storms? Why do you think I let you leave San Frease without a fight? You really think I didn't know about your affair with Camila. Everything," he enunciated slowly, coldly. "I know about everything that happened because I planned it."

Saint Dragon had already launched his attack. The black and white streams of energy exploded into the surroundings, covering the entire perimeter. The lightning bolts reduced everything—expressways, trees, grass fields, and farmland—into ashes, comparable to the damage of a mini-nuclear bomb. "Die!" Logan emerged from the carnage, clad in armor of golden flames. He raised the power of his Sublime Body, with five lightning seals on his head radiating brilliantly. Flames of fury burned in his eyes. Saint Dragon's hidden ace had surprised him, but Logan had activated his protection in time.

I open my mouth to cut him off, to tell them to continue walking backward until there’s a safe distance between us, but Logan sways to his feet, his hand clasping my shoulder so hard I wince as I fight to hold myself up against his weight. “Where are we?” he asks, his voice etched with pain. I glance at him, noticing how pale he is, how red his eyes are. He looks terrible–on the verge of passing out, actually. “That depends on who's asking,” the blond man says wearily. “Where were you coming from?” I know better than to say anything. Logan, too, holds back, but what he says next shocks me to my core. “My mate and I were traveling to Maatua to visit family,” he says, trying to take a breath b

It's a bit heavy but I manage as her mom helps her out of the bed and toward the door. "I'll talk with the nurse. You two just head down. Take the key" She handed me the key. "Thanks" "It's a SUV" Storm said to me and I nodded. I spotted the only SUV I saw in the plot and it was red so I walked toward it. I placed the bag in the trunk and helped Storm get into the car. I seat next to her and close the door. My lips move against hers immediately. She didn't hold back or hesitate either.