Wyatt Logan Novels & Stories

At just fifteen, Wyatt witnessed a chaotic event that made him grapple with the complexities of family bonds. Motivated by a strong sense of duty and justice, Wyatt's father took drastic measures—he killed his own relative. This harsh act left Wyatt, still a teenager, struggling to make sense of it all. The question of why hung in the air, haunting Wyatt's understanding of family loyalty and the sacrifices needed for the pack's survival. "Who attacked you?" Silas inquired. "I was returning from one of the clubs when a pack of rogues ambushed my car. Before I could react, they shot me." Wyatt recounted, his eyes revealing the intensity of the encounter. Despite his injuries, he managed to tak

Nate pulled up a photo of Wyatt from his personnel files, turning the phone so they could see. Honey leaned in to look, her eyes widening slightly. The photo showed a man who looked exactly as Nate had described—rugged, dangerous, with eyes that held no warmth whatsoever. His dark hair was slightly longer than military regulation, and the stubble on his jaw gave him an edge that was both attractive and forbidding. "He's... intense," Honey said carefully. "That's one word for it," Prue murmured, studying the photo. "He's also loyal, professional, and one of the best close-protection specialists I've got working for me," Nate said firmly. "Lauren needs someone who can keep her safe. Wyatt's th

"Of course, Tiusto is a small town. And you've never seen anything outside of this place to begin with. So, I understand your narrow point of view. But after this incident, I'll have to reconsider the collaboration with you." Logan was deliberately trying to sow discord between Woody and Tyga and the others. He imagined that Tyga would drive Woody out and cut off all connections with him once he got angry. Without these influential people as his backup, Logan wondered how Woody could continue making it in Tiusto. This was his way of destroying Woody! Sure enough, Tyga and Mason became nervous. Then, Logan continued driving the wedge, saying, "Furthermore, I found out something through my con

Of course, Andy is stunned when we show up at his headquarters with Sydney and they have a little chat after which she signs with him and leaves. She seems nice. I wpnder how Logan was able to pull this off overnight. "I have to say I didn't think you would actually follow through but I'm impressed," Andy says as we settle down in his office. "I couldn't allow you to underestimate me. But i want you to consider this a gift. That way we can end our petty rivalry," I reply.

He thought he had somehow failed me. The idea that Logan would forfeit the glory to a skinny teenager baffled me. The Logan Hayes I knew loved the spotlight. He relished being the golden boy who could do no wrong. If reporters were here, he would have posed for pictures and signed autographs as “Logan Hayes: Hero.” But, according to Tyler's story, he hadn't done that. He had given Tyler all the credit and accepted a supporting role. I was sure there had to be a trick behind it.

"Maybe his duty?" Okay. Katy was right, and I could see it as well through Wyatt's action and expression. I just wanted to drag it out a bit longer because somehow, pride was inside me, knowing that I had been loved by someone. "His duty?" She parroted. "It’s part of it. But love is on top of everything. The others will also agree with me. They often talk about how care Mr Logan to you and Austin." I giggled at her long explanation. Turned out Wyatt had admirers. Look at how eager they were on his side. "Okay. I understand, Katy. I also can see that." If not, I won't fall for his effort. He proved he was worth it, though.

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

she said and I nodded in agreement. " Fine then..let's go home " I said and she smiled at me.. Logan's POV I breathed out in relief as Wyatt entered the room.. " Sir the private jet you.... " I paused as I saw his current situation. His face looked soured. He looked shattered and bittered.. his eyes were God damn red. " Sir.. " I called in fear and moved back. " Don't come close Logan.. I don't want to harm you " he said trying to calm himself down but he just couldn't.

I wrinkled my nose at their answers. "So, what're your thoughts? Darien…" June pointed to the creep himself as he laughed with some guys from the cabin he’s in charge of. " Marcus…" she smirked, pointing to Marcus, who was tuning a guitar. "Or the ever-mysterious Mister Logan,” she sighed, pointing to Logan. I'm sure if this was a cartoon, my jaw would have comically hit the ground. Logan had taken off his shirt while he swung an ax, chopping firewood. Thick dark brown hairs covered Logan’s chest just as I had glimpsed this morning.