Comic Book Logan の小説・ストーリー

"It's been a long time? Isn't that your daily activity?" "What? Sports?" "Putting humans who are more like dogs?" Logan chuckled, closed his laptop and stood up. "I just did it last night, but it's still lacking." Logan smirked, "Okay.. I'm going home to loosen my fingers first." Alby just shook his head seeing Logan walking out casually even waved at him without turning around. Even though it looks relaxed and fun, it's not much who knows that Logan is scarier than him, That guy is hard to understand especially if

Terry scorned at this, and Jason only frowned at the scar-faced man. Logan walked out of the alleyway with a small smile, and took a turn to walk along the roadside back to his car. His plan has only worked thanks to the tramp! Before walking into the alley, he had planned to act as though he were making a call and just stand near the two werewolves to listen in on their conversation to determine their purpose in the city. He had earlier, while pretending to dial a number, put his mobile phone in audio recording, all along with this plan in mind.

“I’m Logan Summers. I used to work at the community hall? “ the officer said, he pulled off his security cap to reveal a tousled icy blonde hair that was badly in need of a haircut and bowed his head slightly at Wayne. “Good morning Sir.” Wayne nodded back and took the stack of papers from Jane’s hands. “What’s going on here?” he asked, not smiling. Logan’s grin remained on his long face like hard wax, staring at the both of them as he did so. Although he was not emaciated, he was exceptionally pale and he reminded Jane of a walking corpse. Jane cocked her head, but for the life of her, she could not recall ever talking to him. “Jane doesn’t remember me. I used to fix water dispensers at our

********* Two weeks later (mid-February) Third Person POV Logan and Sophie have become stronger together as a couple. Logan still pranks her from time to time, but she always finds a way to get back to him. Though now, the pranks are only to make each other laugh. Logan received all his money back, plus 8% interest. His dad thought it was the least he could do to make it up to him, but Logan still refuses to talk to him.

The Guardian Rogue Chapter 4 Hayden arrived in Springfield well after the sun had risen. It had taken him another two hours to fight through the morning rush-hour traffic to get to the area where Jessica most likely entered the city. He was muttering under his breath as he drove. He would have much preferred to have shifted and followed Jessica. It would have been easier and much faster, but when returning an angry daughter to an Alpha while she is kicking and screaming, he had to have a vehicle to transport her in.

Lucas immediately takes in his surroundings, knowing that he's now on enemy turf and whatever happens here can very well be buried, including himself. Oh yeah. He can totally be buried. "Wow, it's been so long, Big brother..." The voice rings out and Lucas immediately looks in that direction to see Logan blowing a billow of cigarette smoke into the air. "I'm not your big brother. And I didn't come here for cordial visits. Why are you keeping a spy with my woman?" Logan laughs a deep throated laugh. "Not anytime late and you haven't changed at all. Always going right to the point."

Kaya sneezed in her sleep and a few of us were coughing. “What is this place?” I asked, looking around in confusion. I turned to Logan and saw him looking at something in the middle of the room. “Logan? Are you al…” “I know where we are.” We all turned to look at him but he kept his eyes fixed on the–I gasped–it was a tomb. “This is my mother’s tomb,” said Logan sadly. I felt my heart shatter and I jumped in fright as I saw the look of anger on his face.

Hugo stood in front of the large fireplace in his study at his townhouse on South Audley Street. Waiting. His blood was roaring in his ears, and his head felt light. He promised himself it would be over soon. The evidence of his foolish beginnings, evidence that could damage the country, let alone threaten his own life, would be back in his hands and could safely be destroyed. The League of Rogues would not learn how deep his interests went and could not unravel his carefully constructed web of lies and secrets.

This isnt going to be a good talk. Logan get up from his chair walks to me and places his hand at the small of my back and it sends me chills. We walk to his chair and he has me sit on his lap with his hand s on my waist. "I asked everone here because we have important matters to discuss. As you all know rogues have been trying to get into our territory. The guards captured a rogue today and they found a letter that dropped from his pocket." he pulls the letter out and starts reading it to everyone.

An uncharacteristic emotion flashes in his eyes—I've never seen Logan look so surprised and confused at the same time before, but the expression is gone as soon as it appeared. "I need to visit the bathroom," He says without meeting my eyes, and even though I think it's rather sudden, I just point at a door further down the eating area. "The toilets are right there," I tell him. Logan stands up to his over six feet of height. "Thank you," He says and passes me a brief smile; it looks strained. Logan really doesn't look happy—if anything, he appears torn. "You can swipe a bit on my phone; there are more photos in there that I would like you to look at."