Storm And Logan Novels & Stories

That’s a no from me KILLER: The boys will be so busy there will be no time to cuddle Hailstorm, so it will just be us LACE: We miss you! We haven’t seen you in ages HAILSTORM: You guys know I won’t be able to go… it’s too hard KILLER: We can make another plan. Go away for a weekend again? LACE: That would be nice J HAILSTORM: Thanks girls. Maybe you guys can come here? LACE: O yes! Then we can see what you actually get up to there, socially… if you know what I mean

Rule 10: Your wife (and kids) will definitely exercise you. I snort. Yeah. These are rules I can live with. Forever. The door suddenly flies open like it’s been kicked by the devil himself, and Logan storms in looking like someone just told him the apocalypse got rescheduled for today. His face is almost the same color as the orchid on his chest. He runs straight for the bathroom, bends over the toilet, and makes a few heroic attempts at vomiting his soul out. Nothing comes up except a couple of miserable dry gags.

His words, his face—everything about him made me sick. I went pale and forced a smile. "I can forgive you. All it'll cost is your life." Emily's face darkened. "Nathan, that's enough!" But before she even finished speaking, Jake grabbed a vase off the table and smashed it against his own head. Blood ran down his forehead. Emily and my mother both screamed. A heavy slap landed across my face. For a moment, my ears rang so loud I couldn't hear anything. All I could see was Emily's face—pure disgust and irritation.

I was so deliciously relaxed just a minute ago, but I can feel every muscle cranking back tight again. Logan darts a glance at the partition between us and the driver before he looks at me strangely. “Did you… think I was just the wolf when I was on four legs? Did you not realize what it meant when you watched me change? We’ll have to have the rest of this conversation later, baby. Let’s get out and introduce you to Landon.” Logan gets out of the car while I try my hardest not to hyperventilate. After three deep breaths, I take his hand and climb out behind him.

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

I was moving before I even thought about it, claws sliding free, rage rushing through me like fire. “Lucas!” Ryder shouted, rushing forward and grabbing my arm before I could charge blindly. “They’re organized—Dalton and Marcus Reid are leading them!” Sure enough, Reid’s maniacal laugh rang out above the chaos. “Storms!” he bellowed. “Your time ends tonight!” “Kill them all. Leave Dominic and Lucas to me!” Dalton’s voice echoed from the back of the hall, and then all hell was let loose as my father’s warriors and the rogues clashed.the fighting truly began.

My name was Christopher Kane, and I was a single dad. Without a woman by my side, the loneliness built up unbearably. My body felt like a long-parched field, desperate for the touch of spring rain. That weekend, my college-aged daughter, Amanda Kane, brought her best friend, Lexie Cooper, home to hang out. They planned to stay until the evening before heading back to campus. Unexpectedly, Hurricane Harvey struck, throwing the whole of Housland into chaos.

Logan sat at the head of the table, spine straight, and gestured for me to sit by his left, a position that drew quiet stares and hushed murmurs as the men raised their heads to stare between me and him, briefly, before turning their attention back to the maps. “Gentlemen,” Logan began after a moment, voice steady as a blade. “I’m certain that you’ve all met Lady Raven.” A few nods. A few measuring glances. One older wolf leaned forward, the scar on his jaw catching the light. “We were never properly introduced to her though, at least I wasn't.” Logan didn’t blink nor smile even as the other men exchanged amused glances. “And that’s exactly why she’s here. Consider this a proper introduction

I replied through clenched teeth. “I might be in hiding, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have eyes and ears everywhere. So do we have a deal?” “I’ll never betray a friend.” “Then you don’t love her well enough.” “You never did plan to help, did you?” “Unlike your parents, I keep to my word. Logan Stormbone is a unique being. I’ve never seen a werewolf with his ability in all of my years of research. Bring me him, and she survives, or you could watch her die. Your choice.”

“They have ties with the mafia. They’re working for a very powerful family. Going to the police won’t do us any good. They have people inside the police force working for them.” Logan furrowed his brows, and for a moment I felt bad for him. He had no idea what he was involving himself in. Up until this point, his biggest run in with trouble like this had been selling stolen wine. Giulia’s people were dangerous in a way that Logan couldn’t fully grasp. Rain began falling, fast and steady. It pelted against the roof. The sky had turned gray, bringing an ominous gloominess with it. There was a storm brewing outside, a violent, windy storm.