Logan Foster Novels & Stories

I hear the last whimper escape his mouth. This is the third reason I’m the best worker of Logan. I’m his bullying partner. Logan and I catch Fatty just in time in our arms and I rotate the knob of the mill to zero. We place Forman on a chair and I look at his helpless and fainted body. Logan hands me his water bottle. “Your daddy will be proud of you today.” I hear Logan snicker once again beside me as I pour the ice-cold water over Fatty and he wakes up with a jolt into his worst nightmare.

Ronit went to his home with his father from the car Here Sia journey and Logan was on the road and going by their feet Logan started irritating Sia so that she talk to him but she was not ready to talk to him Now Logan become serious about it and asked her No this is getting over tell me what happened with you she was just pretending to be angry with him to irritate him because he always irritate her

She cleaned the entire house and changed all the previous curtains and bedsheets. Logan got out to the city of Nigra with absolutely no knowledge of what to do. All he’s ever been trained of was how to become the next powerful king of Lichen Lack. He saw some workers doing jobs and he joined them, only to be told their salary and he chickened out as fast as he joined. It was a lot of hard work and very little pay.

Carl asked, his brows knitting along. “Yes, it’s me..” Logan spoke nicely, a bright smile tugged at his lips. “How are you, buddy?” Logan asked, ruffling his hair cutely. Carl frowned as he took a step back. “Mom said I shouldn’t talk to strangers.” “Well. I’m no stranger,” Logan replied. Carl wasn’t ready to listen to him. I squatted in front of him and caressed his cheeks. “Logan is a great person, Carl. He’s someone I know. And he holds a special place in your life.”

Logan was less polite than Hayden. He ignored Harold and Martha as he looked at Sonnet and asked, “Are they your parents?” “Yes.” “Isn’t your father hospitalized because of cancer?” “That’s my foster father.” Sonnet paused and added, “My foster father has raised me since I was small.” Logan nodded and told Fatso, who was standing behind him, “Bring the box of premium cigars over from the car. We’ll give it to Mr. Cole as his wife’s birthday present.”

Logan fed Frostine as if he were feeding a baby. Frostine did not dare to speak now. She could only open her mouth and eat the porridge slowly. The porridge was delicious and sweet. It was the best porridge that she had ever eaten. After she finished eating, she seemed to want more. Luna and Blossom were next. Logan fed them slowly, just like he had done for Frostine. The three of them had a lovely moment. Given how Logan fed them today, it could make them work for him forever.

"Haven't you figured out by now that I can find ways around your security? I know you, Logan. I've been able to predict every move you've made since that bomb destroyed your parents' ship. Ellis, however, I can't predict." "I have the same difficulty," Logan said. He idly dipped his tail into the water and watched, waiting, as the fish came to investigate, mouthing the tuft of hair to test it for edibility. When one of sufficient size joined in the exploration, he stuck, spearing the side of the fish with his claws and throwing it up on the bank beside him. A gift for Mary. “If we were still friends… you would have had great conversations with her. She is a radical in her own right and you w

Casper has learnt in his many years as a beta to be a man of actions and not just words. He used to be a very carefree man, light-hearted and full of laughs, till he was made the beta for Logan, a quiet young man of fifteen then. He had been one of the few people Logan had included in his social circle, more because of his skills in battle than anything. Logan had taught him patience, discipline, and the ability to back up his words with action.

Logan's pov Sunday 25th September 2022 ************************************* I wake up with a huge smile because I don't have to go to work today. I love weekends because I can go to the bdsm club near me, it's called Club Sin and I pay a membership fee to go whenever it's open and enjoy a live sex show and pick up a submissive for the night. I'm a dominant so I'm the Master and dominate the Submissive who wants me to fuck them. The hunk who owns it is called Marcus Carlisle and he's been trying to help me sign a contract with a submissive instead of one night stands but non of the subs want me for longer than three months. Marcus says it's because I come on too intense because I'm desperate

my boss has a life outside this place you know] Before Capri could even say a word Holly was throwing jabs standing up for her boss. She’d made it clear to everyone that If it wasn’t for her boss she would have long left the company. Behind her back she extended her hand to give Capri a five. Like a proud mama Capri slapped her hand and smiled to herself.