Logan Fell Novels & Stories

The words tasted really bitter in my mouth that I had to cringe, but thankfully, she did not notice it; she was too busy gushing about what I just told her. The rest of the things that came out of my mouth flowed surprisingly, even to my own ears. ”Logan is very popular, and so he does not want his fame and popularity to ruin our special moment for us. We are really trying to keep bitches off our special day, especially as he had slept with half of Hollywood’s actresses.”

Beth pouted and started checking everything. "It's okay. Mmm... thanks." "Hmm." Logan grabbed his black leather jacket and quickly put it on. "Oh yeah...you...can you stop calling me burger? I have a nice name, Logan." "Okay, sir. Happy new year," Beth tried to smile kindly at him, maybe because she was relieved that the computer at her outlet had been repaired, hopefully, her trouble maker nickname would be gone soon. Logan nodded curtly. "I hope we don't see each other again."

This might still turn into a brawl after all. Tina smirked at him as Logan came to stand at the bar beside her. Once there, he faced forward, looking toward the bartender, not at her. But he purposefully straightened his back and shoulders, making himself as intimidating as his frame would allow. He knew it allowed for a lot. “What are you doing here, Tina?” “I like this musician,” Tina said. “He’s one of my favorites.” Logan detected bullshit. “What’s his name?” Tina made a grunting noise. “What does it matter?”

Are you there? She was right there. So close I could almost touch her. I closed my eyes, straining for a glimpse of her in my mind. I waited for her to say something, anything. The anticipation was killing me. I was so focused, I didn’t hear the crunching of leaves behind me. How could I have? Nothing else mattered at that moment but Elise. “Logan.” I sprang to my feet and whirled around, my wolf ready to charge my assailant.

he wiped my tears before he looked at the moisture on his finger and I watched as he brought his finger to his mouth and sucked it, "hm, salty..." "Please, Octavious, I won-" He shook his head in disappointment as he placed his finger on my lips again to silence me, "you've said enough, my little star," he silenced me with a tender tone, "but you can't fight the inevitable. Now, we have been destined to be together since the day that you were born. Do you want to know why you're here?" he waited for a response so I nodded my head, "your father and I were a part of a gang called The Cobalt Wolverine Syndicate," he chuckled, "it was a silly name, the silliest I've ever heard in my life but we

he bowed to me before leaving. “Um… you too,” I said. “Okay, that was… weird,” I frowned. “Sorry about that. John is very formal and doesn’t always follow certain social cues. That or he does, and it’s his dry sense of humor in making others uncomfortable,” Logan apologized. He relaxed on the sofa next to me, his arm stretching across the back behind my shoulders. “So he’s like you, just formal and taller,” I chuckled. “I like to think I have better timing with my humor,” Logan rolled his eyes. “Now, back to what you were saying,” I said, wanting to get back on topic.

He steals the carton to put it back in his bag. She snatches the carton of milk from his hands, "It's mine now. For being annoying." "You just took the milk for me, does that mean you accept?" Khai gasps, Aster's stomach whirling against her will. "Ten-ten-tenen, ten-ten-tenen~" Rhiane hums the Bridal Chorus. "I'm so happy I could cry." He sniffs and wipes fake tears. "Rhiane, what the hell!" Aster's face was so red it could rival the apple on her tray.

But Logan? Logan was the best.

All week I had to watch them flirt and kiss in-between drills with no regard for anyone else. Thankfully, it’s finally Friday night and I can get a real break from them. I decided to go out to the bar just beyond the complex grounds to unwind and get away. I made my way to the bar and grabbed a stool while ordering a long island iced tea. Five drinks later I decided the long island wasn’t strong enough, so I switched over to AMF’s. After my third AMF, Trevor appeared and slid into the seat next to me. “Hey Gina, how’s it going?”

it was funny how logan was talking to a baby like he was some grown up boy "Really a boy?then I think I didn't say more...let's try again I need to get him in line before he gets spoiled"he prepared to go on his knees again but Rhea stopped him from doing such a thing, it was really funny to see the fun side of Logan, she was certain her ribs would crack if the man went on and made jokes. Logan smiled as he looked at Rhea still laughing and it was what he wanted to make her smile and make her forget her sorrows