Emo Logan Paul Novels & Stories

"I got greedy. Gambling debts. I borrowed millions. I tried to blackmail Roderick for more money, threatened to tell everything if he didn’t pay. I knew he’d kill me for it. I almost welcome it. My life’s been one long string of disappointments and failure s. I was never the son my parents wanted. I treated my nephew Frank like garbage because I thought it would make him stronger, turn him into a leader, not a follower like me. He has a good heart..." Logan’s gaze pierced the camera, eyes glistening with what looked a lot like regret. "I know I’m a horrible person. I know I deserve this. But Carla... she was kind and I regret what happened to her. She was just a good woman forced to be marri

I have been through enough to realize that these men are hungry lions, and they care about no one else by themselves. I really should have supplied the information to Lan without revealing my identity to him. That way, I am safe regardless. Also, men like to spite and ridicule the ego of other men, and according to what I found on the internet, Logan is not exactly Lan’s favorite, which means that Lan could decide to completely destroy all that Logan has, especially as I have given him the power to. Logan has a thriving career in the entertainment industry, and according to how New York sees us, we are the perfect couple who are madly in love with each other, scandal or not.

I stammered, fighting back my tears. Logan paused and lifted his brow to glare at me. “What nonsense are you talking about?" He snapped, his fine chiseled jawline clenching in irritation. I gulped hard and slowly lifted my phone, "Harper…. The internet." I had barely completed my words when Logan let out a mocking chuckle. “Yes, it's on the internet. Do you have a problem with the news?" So he knew….. so it was true. No, I refuse to believe this!

Nolan is quiet when I finish. The line is silent for a while, “No… you still there?” I ask, concerned about the silence. “Yeah. I’m still here. Your mate is human… are you sure?” He asks, rather hesitantly. “Yes. One hundred percent sure. Why?” “No reason. You said he’s famous. Who is he?” “Joshua Logan. Quarterback for the Packers.” I say and I pull the phone away from my ear, knowing what’s coming.

Paul suggested, his hooded eyes narrowing as it pierced into mine. Lubricating my lips with my tongue, I digested his words, debating if it was true or not. “If he was really her uncle, then he would have showed up at our wedding. It's quite strange and confusing. Emily never mentioned anything about having a rich uncle or relative.” “How well do you know your ex-wife, Sir Logan?” Paul asked, and my breath stalled in my chest as his statement sank in my head. My eyes went slightly wide, with my brows creasing along. He was right.. How well do I know Emily?

"They serve you with grease spoons? That doesn't sound sanitary, but I'll take your word on it." "Don't you know any sayings or phrases? You had to have had a normal life at some point in your life, right? When you were a kid or something. You weren't born famous were you?" Logan looked away from her as he drove according to the directions of their British male navigator. "Honestly, I was. My mom and dad were really big deals. They toured the country all the time. They got me into acting classes and gigs when I was still a toddler. When I was about six they went on a vacation to celebrate their anniversary, and they never came back."

And it was that last word that gave him the idea for what would soon prove to be the biggest mistake of his life: exams. Of course, he had always known that Paul was a skilled detective, but he had never imagined that one day he would hire his services. And even less that, just two days later, he would already be handing over those photos and the damn video. - That son of a bitch... - Squeezing his hands into fists to try to contain his anger, Logan had snarled that early evening, after watching the video that his brother-in-law had recorded, in which Newton spoke all kinds of atrocities about Missy, while Foster's lines made it clear that she had been his lover for practically all of their

/article38752 Oliver Lopez: Since when do you read tabloids, Deek? What are you, my grandma? Derek Loup: Click the fucking link, Ollie. Our boy Logan went and got famous Oliver Lopez: Fine. WHAT THE FUCK JAMES, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? Has Logan checked in with anybody yet? I haven’t heard from him and he needs to get his PR on this before we’re all fucked. Derek Loup: I haven’t heard from him, either. People will be suspicious that he hasn’t clapped back already. Have you, James?

After hearing the list of instructions, Toby could only remind Logan in a quiet voice, "Sir, you already have an appointment tonight. You're to have dinner with Ms. Malone so you can discuss the engagement." Logan was about to become engaged to the heiress of the Malone family, Anna Malone. This was a marriage that would bring two powerful families together, and it naturally drew the attention of the whole country. And yet, a child had suddenly popped out of nowhere at this time. While Logan wasn't paying attention, I took photos of him carrying Lumi. Then, with an already-written caption, I posted the photo on all major social media platforms. Currently, there were already multiple trending

Logan: seriously, babe? He added a serious emoji after his text. I giggled as I typed my text and pressed send. Me: what? It's cute. Logan: babe, Don would be the perfect role for Maui. Me: Logan, your brother, barely have any hair. Logan: we get him a wig. I sighed. Me: pweeeeasssseeeeeeeeeee No answer except the bubble icon indicating he's typing, finding a way out before the waterworks. Logan: Alright, fine. You win. But next year, I'm choosing.