Storm And Logan Novels & Stories

She and the kids are in front, while Andy and Owen run behind them. Lacey had just reached the tree line when she hears what sounds like a crack of thunder echo through the quiet night and then she hears a cry. A grunt of pain and she turns around to see Owen barely able to hold Andy upright as he groans. Blood pures out of Andy's leg and splatters on the ground. “Andy!” Lacey shouts. Owen turns around to face Andy, examining the wound. Another loud boom and then Owen grimaces. Lacey watches in horror as blood stains his gray sweatshirt and he pitches forward into the snow. “Oh my God, Owen!”

Her bandages tumbled from her arms, scattering across the dirt. Through the gates, she saw them. Rogues. They came like shadows with fangs, spilling from the treeline in a surge of madness. Lean, filthy, their fur streaked with mud and blood. Their eyes glowed red with hunger and fury. They charged with no order, no sense, only the raw chaos of beasts that had lost themselves to bloodlust. The Stormfang warriors met them with a roar. Claws slashed, steel flashed, bodies collided. The earth shook with the violence. Screams and snarls filled the air until it was thick with the stench of blood and sweat.

“I’ve thought about it. I want to be here for you, Seirra. Fully. You and the baby.” I blink at him. Oh. We’re doing this. Here. Now. With Liam sitting a few inches from my elbow. Logan steps further in, his cologne invading the room like poison—expensive, suffocating, and way too familiar. “I don’t want some man who’s clearly threatened by everything I do trying to steal what’s mine.” Liam straightens, eyes narrowing. “Excuse me?” Logan shrugs, that smug glint in his eyes burning through the space between them. “You know exactly who I’m talking about.”

she said, “it's the problems he brings. This could be a trap. Men like Logan don't come without a reason.” Before I could answer, the door opened again with Justin landing Logan. Logan didn' look like Logan. His beards could fit a braid or two, his coat was torn at the sleeve, he had a faint scar on the side of his jaw, but his eyes— the calm blue pupils, they were steady. “Brother,” he said quietly. I didn't answer. I only gestured for him to speak. Logan glance at Maya and then back at me. “I'll get straight to the point so I don't waste your time.” He said “I know you have no reason to help me or believe me but I came here to make peace.”

Felix shook his head, a look of disgust on his face. “I hope she ends this marriage with you soon and returns to her main man” “She has no man, would she do this with me if she's in a relationship?” “Oh well, good luck with playing with her heart, her emotions and her future” Felix said. “Thank you” Logan mumbled. Felix watched the stubborn man in front of him and shook his head. “Enjoy the rest of your day” He said, picking up the files he came for and left. **** Allyson peeped through the window and saw Logan drive in. She has been waiting for his arrival, so she could mend her hostile attitude lately. She already decided not to let this wealthy man slip away from her hand just like that.

~STORM The moment he stopped the car, Beta Ian rushed to open the car door for me. Happily, I stepped out and everyone hailed me. I smiled and waved my hands all over the palace. "Luna Storm!" I heard a little child's voice and couldn't help but get very emotional as I held my chest with a deep smile and my eyes misty. Kieran stepped out and came to hug me where I stood. This brought a lot of reaction from the chiefs who stood there. It was clear to everyone that Kieran and I had managed to settle every difference we must have had in the past.

“Yeah. We did. You gonna report this or what?” Logan stepped closer, under the spray, water soaking his hoodie. He didn’t look away. “Report? Hell no. This is hot as fuck.” His gaze met mine. “You Riley? The one who always gives my brother hell on the ice? Looks like you give it to him other ways too.” Heat flooded my face, but my cock twitched again. “Yeah. That’s me.” Logan peeled off his wet hoodie, revealing a ripped chest and abs. “Mind if I join? Been a while since I had any fun. Blizzard’s boring otherwise.”

she said as she attempted to kiss him. Logan gave her a resounding slap and she hauled down on the floor and groaned. She was angry. “Next time you ever try this with me. I am going to burn your ugly face.” He threatened and attempted to leave but Cynthia stood up in a jiffy and ran to his front to block him from leaving. “Logan, listen to me, please.” She pleaded with eyes full of tears. Logan stared at her. if it was the Logan he was before he would have shed tears with her and felt the pains in her pleading eyes. But that won’t ever happen again.

The door leads to a little shop, seemingly filled with antiques, but like everything else here, there’s a strange aura around it. Logan approaches the cashier and I follow behind him, but I’m too mesmerized by looking around to watch where I’m going. I bump into him when he stops, but he only looks briefly to see if I’ve regained my balance. I clear my throat. His eyes are always so cold that I want to run every time he looks at me. “Nice to see you again, Logan. What do you need?” The man says. “This is my new master, Hazel Ambrose.” He gestures towards me. “But I guess you already knew that,” he adds in a smug tone. “Honestly,” he sighs, “We really do gossip more than humans.”