Logan Babysitters Club Novels & Stories

with his dirty shoes still on, "We'll be back for them tomorrow morning, I promise. They already ate dinner earlier but if they're hungry again just give them some of Bobbie's snacks. But no sugar, unless you want to stay up with them all night. Anyway, thank you so much, man. You’re the best. Bye." He leaves before I can say anything else. Amazing. Now I'm a babysitter and Bobbie is still out there with that douchebag. "I'm hungry already," Leo says, "If we're watching TV, we need popcorn, right? And chips. No sugar for us, daddy say so." "Pff, we can split one chocolate bar. He'll never know," Vinny says, looking at me with the same mischievous smirk Bobbie does, "You're not a narc, are yo

She blushes. A cry tells us that Lobo is awake and needs attention. Clara’s eyes widen, not knowing what she should do next. “Clara, we would love to assist with Lobo.” I smile at her, making her choice for her. “I would love to see his little pajamas. I have always been so fascinated with baby pajamas.” Judith squeals in delight as the three of us enter the room to find Lobo standing at the end of his crib with his arms stretched out to his mom.

He gave me more work, as if I were just another employee. My hands curled into fists, my nails biting into my skin. I wanted to scream at him, but I held it in. The crowd of spectators began exchanging money, betting on who would win the fight, and I could feel my stomach twist. How could they be so heartless? It was sickening. And then, just as I thought the day couldn’t get worse, the door to the bar opened, and in walked my siblings, Steve and Esther. I felt my blood freeze. Could this day get any worse?

“My parents are dead.” “Exactly. You're fine with the kids being at school because your parents approved it,” Elena explained. “You're fine with me watching them because your parents hired me to babysit. You’re fine with them going to the ranch with Carter because your parents liked Carter.” “What's your point?” Laura asked. Annoyance crept into her voice without her meaning it to.

Hence, they turned it into a little nest with wooden sides that had already been placed in the room, lined with pillows and the babies curled up inside it in a tangled mess of limbs and tails. Laurel was acting as the babysitter while Leo was off with Logan, checking in with the ministers of various departments. They had brought in a chair that she was sitting on and reading in, her legs propped up against the wall. The book was about the civil war in America and she was taking notes.

Their friends hang on the same club, that houses the stables. Walking down to the lobby, Phil greeted me. "Ms. Matthews" "Oh Phil, what am I going to do with you. It's been years. I told you my name is Lori. Please. I will be out of this building in a matter of weeks now." Phil looked sad but he nodded and call me Lori. He opened the door for me and tipped off his hat trying to look cheerful. Oh...I'm going to miss the old man. I went to the club, and straight to Lucy's office, we talk for about an hour. She actually already had a buyer for Princess, and the price was good.

Beth asked Abby. “More than a hundred at least, it’s mostly Ryan doing the talking. I am usually hanging out with the Mafia kids, but I doubt Ryan is going to let me go anywhere.” She said rolling her eyes. “Especially with these bone heads following me around, they are a real buzz killer. Babysitters suck.” “I heard that,” Marcos said. “I told you Ryan was on the warpath and you just wanted to go and get yourself caught in it.” “Well you could have done some kind of favor for me, you always had my back, why didn’t you have it now?”

After lunch, we sat in the living room, watching a thriller movie. “You seem to enjoy horror,” Anabel said, looking at me. I turned to her. “Not really, it’s Luna’s favorite. She enjoys watching thrillers and horror movies. Her interest has made me enjoy watching movies like that too,” I responded and focused back on the TV. She sighed and focused too. She looked at me again. “Where is she?” she asked. The question got me mute for a minute. Where was Luna? Where has my guardian angel been? I cried inwardly. I miss her. When will she be back for me? She always said she would.

“King, there will be a war next month. King Raff of the Red Palace will attack to take power in our palace.” Jason as a believer of the king of Alarick tried to remind his king of the war that would occur today. King Alarick turned towards the magic Crystal ball and then asked the royal mage to check on what happened sometime later. "Witch! Try checking in your magic Crystal ball about upcoming events. Wouldn't Jessy Lycan be 17 years old in the human world?"

Sabrina guided us to a cozy sitting area, where Luna Mara gently placed the baby she was holding onto a makeshift crib by the fireplace. “Sabrina, this is Lyra,” Luna Mara explained. “She needs a safe place to stay, and I couldn’t think of anyone else I’d trust more than you.” Sabrina’s eyes met mine, and she smiled warmly. “You’re welcome here, Lyra. As long as you need.” Tears pricked my eyes, and I nodded, unable to speak through the lump in my throat. Luna Mara placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “You’ll be safe here,” she said softly. “Sabrina will take care of you, and I’ll visit whenever I can.”