Weapon X Logan Novels & Stories

Once he’s tucked in, he chuckles and says, “This makes me feel old, sweetheart. But I can’t say I don’t like it.” “Don’t get used to it,” Logan says shamelessly. “She’s my daughter first, kid,” he counters. “Goodnight, Dad. I’ll get the noise out.” I meet Logan’s eyes and point outside without saying a word. He smirks before obeying, mouthing ‘only you’. “Sure you’ll be okay, sweetheart?” he asks, though he’s already closed his eyes. “Trust me, Dad. City wolves are tough, too,” I reply confidently. --CC_GN--

I could feel him trembling. Logan took one step forward and that was all it took. The guy shoved me away so hard I stumbled, throwing his hands up in surrender. Logan closed the distance and hit him once, clean and efficient so quickly. The guy’s eyes rolled back, and he joined his buddies on the pavement. I stood there, shaking, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest. Logan stood over the bodies, not even winded. He knelt down, his hands quickly patting down their pockets. He pulled something small and dark from one of them...a wallet? A badge?...and tucked it into his own jacket before I could get a good look.

Logan said with a smile immediately they got to where targets are. “We are here for what?” She asked with an eye roll. “Am here to teach you how to a shoot a gun.” “Why?” “Really? Why?” “Yeah, why?” “What if am not with you and one of my enemies attacks you? What are you going to do?” “Run and scream for help.” “Na, that is lame.” Logan said and picked a gun, he corked it and shot the target. “Now, you try.” He said and stretched the gun to her, she collected it and it fell from her hand immediately

“Touch her and you die!” One of the men smirked, his face masked under a hood. “Orders. Nothing personal.” Logan lunged despite his injuries, elbowing the man in the ribs, sending him stumbling back. Another swung something—a heavy metal rod. Logan barely dodged, the weapon grazing his arm, but he roared, adrenaline surging, and shoved the attacker hard against the doorframe. “Run, Haley!” he shouted, though she could barely move. “Logan…” her weak voice trembled, her hand twitching toward him.

“Enjoy the trip.” Logan lunged, grabbed him… And in a blur, they were gone. My attention returned to Falcone, who was currently trying to reach the fortifier weapon. I shot at it, destroying it. before backing away slowly to Tessa. I tore off the belt binding her to the table, just as Logan reappeared, a deep fresh gash on his cheeks, no doubt Rex’s doing. “Wraith…" Tessa began, but I cut her off. “Hold this.” I passed her the gun. “Pull the trigger if he makes any move.” I said, motioning to Falcone.

If Logan didn’t act now, the gun would go off, and it would all be over. So, with a surge of confidence, Logan clenched his fist and stepped out from behind the cabin. Quickly, he saw what was happening. Luigi was stepping aside. Willow was reaching for him, Carl still in his arms. Without thinking, Logan lunged forward, hollering as he did so. Giulia pulled the trigger, and a burst of pain exploded in Logan’s chest. Hurling backwards through the air, Logan saw a flash of white light in his eyes as he fell to the ground in a loud thud.

They all grab a gun of their own. To my surprise, T has a shot gun of his own. He winks at me and begins shooting first with a swift move, he fires the same can, tearing it to pieces. Logan following, then Steven and Sam. Last, Lexie. All of them are awesome shooters. But by far the best are Dylan and Logan who got the farthest targets on the first try. "Ok baby girl. Your turn." Logan says as he holds my hand and places a gun on my hand. My hand shakes fron nervousness and it feels heavier than I thought.

Mark said, beginning to move away. I started to walk back to the suite. “Logan,” I called. I was sure Logan knew what to do. I heard deep snarls and a loud thud. I heard Mark’s screams, bones breaking, and the squishing sounds of blood, but I didn’t look back. Better to let Logan enjoy his snack. I knew what Logan and Mirabel were, but I didn’t know how they managed to keep their covers and suppress the beasts inside them successfully. Logan was very loyal and trustworthy. He had done and was still doing everything to earn my trust. Though he was aggressive and lethal at times, he was my biggest weapon and invaluable in mafia showdowns due to his special abilities.

Both are painted in dark loam and crimson from digging the trench where Cole's body would rot. "The ground has swallowed him." Logan strikes his palms together, clearing the loose earth. His eyes drift to Cain. "A heavy-duty fastener gun?" He arches a dark brow, a sharp, humorless smirk touching his lips, entirely ignorant of the confession that had just leveled the room. "It was the only instrument within my reach." Cain brushes the moisture from his face, forcing his breathing to level out. Logan lets out a rough chuckle. "Remind me never to challenge your parameters on the ice."

Give me the gun he commanded and Felix placed the gun in his hand. He turned towards Adrain and pointed the gun straight to his forehead. Adrain closed his eyes in fear, he expected Rome to shoot his arms or leg but he didn't expect him to shoot the glass he was kneeling on. The glass shattered into pieces causing him to fall in the sharp rods. “I will tell you!!” he yelled and God saved him his leg was just a few inches from the sharp nails before Logan stopped it. “You really wanna kill!?” Logan declared looking at Rome surprisingly he couldn't believe Rome could be so brutal to the extent that he would kill someone in that terrible manner.