Weapon X Logan Novels & Stories

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Hudson crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his gaze. “Fuck you, Hudson, nobody said that. I’m thinking of the women and what they’ve obviously been through. These guys … they fuck and drink, they kill and they protect. These women now need safety, not listening to people fuck in the room next to them.” “Listen, Wrath, you’re a good looking guy, but I’m married,” Hudson said, grinning like an idiot. “I’m sure you have someone here that’ll take one for the team.” K-9 laughed loudly. “Looks like poor Weasel is up again.”

, Marlow said solemnly. “Alpha Christian Xavier, you have plotted against your people to destroy the harmony we've built over the years. You have been careless with our peace and most especially our safety. And for that I hereby banished you and everybody who chooses to follow you. You're never to return unless you undo what has been done!” He was now a Rogue wolf!

I stated humorlessly as I threw my leg across my knee and folded my arms the best that I could, showing him that he didn't really scare me all that much. "You know, sixty-five of those men had mates and thirty of them had pups. I find it hard to believe that you don't care about that." Jayson smiled. Damn. Give the man a medal. He actually managed to smile, though it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "I'm a rogue. I will kill without thought. I don't have the time to care and I certainly don't have the time to pretend I actually have a heart." I shrugged carelessly. "What I would like to know is how the hell you managed to overpower some of the best trained fighters, without any hel

"Yes, if you weigh more than 100kg, I'll give you two doses because I only have a few grams here." "Give me two doses anyway, I take so much that I might need another later," the man stretched out his hand and received two pills. "If you're feeling bad at lunchtime, take two more. There's more here," she said, handing him a thermos bottle of water. It was also pink with a cat-shaped lid. "The beginning of psychopathy is coffee without sugar, cold showers, and taking medicine without water," she commented casually. "I like cold showers," Miguel replied with a smile at that comment.

I signalled Alex and the others to join. We had come prepared with Kevlar vests large enough to cover our chest, even in wolf form, and bulletproof helmets designed, especially for werewolf heads. We were not taking any chances. We didn't want silver bullets in our hearts and our brains. The only person that wasn't geared up was Abel Wey, and he was bulletproof. Mutants and government agents charged out to attack us. As predicted they started shooting silver bullets at us. When they saw it was futile, most of them got in their cars and drove off.

As the investigation into the serial killings continued, Miriam and Donovan received a briefing about the next potential target. According to their sources, the killer's sights were set on Senator Harrison Grant, a high-profile politician and close ally of former President Jameson Walker. Senator Grant was a well-known figure in the city's political landscape, having served as a senator for over a decade. He was a charismatic leader, known for his sharp wit and razor-sharp intellect. However, his rise to power had not been without controversy. Grant had been embroiled in several high-profile scandals, including allegations of corruption and cronyism.

"Tanner's already here he's in my office." I follow Marcus to his office and I see the gorgeous boy sat on the couch in his regular clothes. He has a good fashion sense, he's wearing a crop top and baggy jeans so I can see his taunt stomach. "Hey I'm Logan, how are you feeling about your first night?" I ask him, signing and speaking so Marcus understands what I'm saying. "Holy fuck you're hot," Tanner signs and I raise my eyebrows in surprise. Confident. I like a confident boy.

Vol is the best blacksmith we have in our tribe and he is passing down his legacy to his son, Coll. Vol created our weapons and when I won the deer hunting competition, I asked him to create a new set of spears with a Fleur de Lis symbol, the symbol that has been passed down to Ambrose’s for ages. Some people in our tribe told me a story about how the werewolves feared the symbol. “Thank you for these amazing spears and knives, Vol.” I traced the symbol as I scan the spears. The shaft is made with lignum vitae, the strongest wood we have and it is furnished with black dye. The shoe of the spear is made with silver and an embedded symbol of Fleur de Lis.

He pointed his gun at Saken's forehead and chuckled," You were no help to me. I didn't get to know about Eva's whereabouts nor did I get to know about the main boss of NOX!" " P-Please don't kill me. I beg you please... The main boss of NOX has never revealed his identity. We only talked once, other times his assistant would give me orders to draw the blood from Eva..." " I really don't know...." Pathetic crocodile tears rolled down Saken's eyes as he begged for his life from madman Logan. Like he would melt down and feel sympathetic towards him. No sire! BANG BANG Straight five bullets fired in the room taking the perfect headshot of Saken. Tossing the dead body of Saken, Logan got up from