Theodore Logan Novels & Stories

He kept asking Drax to change him and Drax would just growl because he liked the kid but he was annoying him also, Logan had liked one of Arielle's friends Jodie and they liked hanging out together. Thank the goddess that they weren't mated because having Logan around was driving everyone crazy, Tanner said, "Logan was always inquisitive like that as a child." I smiled as he went on to say, "Logan lost his mother at a young age and only had his dad, I honestly never saw him date anyone and his dad still wears his wedding ring." He continued, "My uncle is not a bad guy, just loved my dad, and would protect him always." Tanner was unsure of what to do about this dad because the bond was growin

Logan didn’t waste any time—he immediately took charge, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. “Step back,” he ordered, his voice calm but authoritative. The medical staff hesitated for a split second, then complied, giving Logan the space he needed to work. Logan’s abilities were something of a legend. As a medic alpha, he had the power to heal in ways that defied explanation, combining his innate talents with the precision of modern surgical tools. I’d seen him perform miracles before, but this was different. This was my sister lying on that table, her life slipping away with every passing moment.

he muttered bitterly, making absolutely no effort to lower his voice, ensuring his hostile words cut straight through the quiet room so I would hear them perfectly. Logan, who was twenty-three, was built a bit leaner than his older brother, but he was still incredibly fit, athletic, and cut from solid marble. He didn't even bother to fully turn his head to look at me properly, keeping his sharp, chiseled profile angled toward the television screen as his fingers rapidly tapped against the plastic controller.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

It hurts to hear him grunt from pain, although je does it rather subtly in order not to get me worried, I still hear it and I can’t help but feel bad for him. I made it a personal habit of mine to carry little bits of first aid medication in my purse in preparation for times like this. So far I had discovered that I have the ability to cause Illusions for people as well as I was immortal. I do wish Logan was emotional, that way he wouldn’t fall prey to evil people like Scarface. Come to think of it, Logan hasn’t said much to me since we got back to the cabin. We just had a brief conversation and he got in the shower.

her deepest meaning is read by Reggy. "Logan will chase you until you regret your decision He's not someone to play with ... Right now. You could say he became the CEO of his company. He's now the biggest shareholder and holds a crucial position there... He acts like a regular employee... But he's no ordinary man. Logan has the money and the title to make you regret bothering him." Reggy explained, as well as informed Jenny. A threat.

I never meant t0 bump into that guy, but he didn't care. His reputation as the captain of the football team was far too important. If it wasn't for my best friend Asher, who picked me up and took me to the nurse's office and testified on my behalf, I would probably still be laying there. Hell, they even picked on Logan and Steven, because they tried out for the varsity team, saying freshmen have no say in this school. Logan and Asher helped me out a lot today by bringing me home. I was scared to walk alone, to say the least. But I think I was more scared to find what my uncle's reaction would be when he saw my face all busted.

On the other side of things, Capri had a bit of a distraction. Her ex-mother in-law was fired from her job as a clergy assistant for fucking a client in her bosses office. Dexter was a good gossip he knew everything and anything. He was like the damn cops. Honestly, better than the cops, they should just employ him. He was also no other than Roxy’s best friend aka Taurus sister. They weren’t too close these days apparently because he talked nothing but trash about her. Apparently, he got the tea straight out the kettle.

Logan actually thought I'd go to him for help? He thought I'd beg someone like him—a man who ditched his wife and daughter for a mistress? A man who got our daughter killed? Not a chance. Logan scowled and spat, "You couldn't even give me a son. My mother said a few words, and you ran off, sulking all these years? Letting the Rice family's bloodline roam the streets—if you're not ashamed, I damn sure am."

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald