Super Mario Logan 2 Novels & Stories

“I don't trust you.” “Naomi you're not thinking clearly.” Logan said taking a step towards me. “I just wanted to show you something.” “Show me what?” I said my claws still out. “Is this a joke Logan? Because I'm not laughing.” He stopped and his face relaxed a bit. “Naomi I just wanted to surprise you.” “Really?” I said not believing it. “Yes!” he said putting his hands up. “A new car! It's here.” “Really a car?” I said not believing it. “You're not joking?”

All the top-secret files and hidden pack data are laid out clear as day for anyone to see. Grant lets out a very crisp, magnetic chuckle from his deep chest. “Go right ahead and delete whatever your fingers want, Logan. This entire forest territory is going to belong to your body in the future anyway.” “What?” Logan’s tiny mind races back to a silly story he heard from the village kids, and he laughs out loud. “Just you wait until your wolf gets a brand new mate wife and more cubs! Your mouth will not be saying those sweet words to my ears then!”

In HER living room. Alive. Breathing. Radiating fury. My mouth moves into an automatic grin. Because of this planned game date, I was FORCED to leave her with that smug, too-pretty trainer. The one that makes my gut twist into jealous knots. But now she’s here. Logan notices her and freezes mid-war. “Uh—wait, guys,” he says into his mic. “Girl in the house. I’m pausing.” He removes his headset like he’s defusing a bomb.

Although, actually… he’d gone numb. Michael was with a shark. In the ocean. Looking for a mermaid. And he was talking to a flamingo… “Where did they go?” “East.” “Thanks, Ginger.” Logan took off at a run back toward the steps. He had to get his boat out there and catch up with them. “Hey!” the bird hollered from above him. Well that, at least, was normal. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Logan didn’t stop. “Forgetting something?” “Yes. Usually the informant gets a reward.”

"Luigi, you go home first. I'm going to take a walk." "But, boss..." Luigi seemed worried about the Zephyr leader's safety. "Just do as I say." Logan doesn't want to hear any more protests from his driver. He turned around and walked down a street flanked by house buildings. Enjoying the wind blowing on him. At least he can get rid of his thoughts on a mysterious, unique-eyed woman. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

They exchanged surprised glances, awed by the unexpected power behind Logan's punch. Recalling Logan's formidable display in a past fight six months ago, they were astonished by how much they had underestimated him. Logan's strength now elicited a greater sense of dread than before. "Bring me the explosives!" Logan's eyes gleamed as he threw another punch, realizing the fault was hollow. A thought crossed Logan's mind—could there be something concealed within the fault, akin to the secret military base on the outskirts of Swalesbury? The possibility of another underground facility intrigued him.

Luigi was standing beside me, his hand protectively on my shoulder. “My oh my, you’ve been a busy little girl, huh?” Logan mocked. “Both of them? Really, Willow? Let me guess, the old man couldn’t satisfy you in bed, so you hooked up with this one too. Nice play. Double the pay check. Double the effort, mind you. But double the jewelry." Logan laughed derisively. “Pardon?” Luigi said, sincerely confused by what Logan was saying.

he retorted calmly, his audacity pushing me to the edge. "This is just a way of getting back at me, isn't it? You don't even know my Luna. You want her out of spite just so you can brag about it to the world," I accused, my words laced with anger. "You're right," he muttered with a shrug. "I need the power, and you need to rebuild your pack. The alliance are in support of you because you had a son and a Luna. Now that your son is dead, if I manage to get your Luna, I will earn their respect." He pointed.

I watched as Lena approached the doorway to Mira's chamber, where intricate runes glowed softly, maintaining the containment field that kept the Shadow Wolf secured. Lena paused, glancing back down the corridor as if sensing she was being watched. I remained perfectly still, the shadows concealing me completely. After a moment, she turned back to the doorway, placing her palm against a specific rune that dimmed at her touch. The barrier rippled, creating an opening just large enough for her to slip through. I waited several heartbeats, then approached the doorway myself. The containment runes had reset after Lena's entry, but I knew their pattern now. With a careful touch, I deactivated the