Logan Lerman Novels & Stories

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

her lashes fluttered. “Unfortunately, a challenge of this kind cannot be easily turned down....” I turned to see Samantha Jo. I knew it, this bitch...she had to have a hand in these. Her bitchy words of apology back at the honeymoon house was all fake! “And you are?” the lady turned towards Samantha. “Oh, sorry for my interruption. I am Samantha Jo.” The lady sized her up briefly before she just shrugged and nodded. “Don’t be startled Luna Eleanor, it is only the debt of your husband you are helping him pay.” She flashed me a smile. I saw the smirk hidden behind the fake smile. Everything looked suspicious and staged and I smelt it clearly.

“Nino told me you’d surprise me, and honestly... I’ve gotta eat my words.” “Hope you didn’t bet against me... or you’re paying up!”, I teased, and he actually laughed. I was starting to notice the pattern with these intimidating wolves in Lorenzo’s inner circle. Closed off at first... but if you managed to slip in, they turned out pretty damn likable. “Truth is, I lost about two hundred dollars...” “What?! No way!” I covered my mouth, so I wouldn’t burst out laughing at the look on his face. “You’re evil, you know that...” he said, sounding more comfortable now as I mocked his bad luck.

Again, we both stare at each other, and our hands remain holding the same book. I soon snap out releasing the book and stand on my feet quickly. Kim clears her throat, bringing him out of his trance. He smiles and gets up, placing the last of his books on top of the stack he holds in his hands. "Ok, well... Again, I really am sorry. My name's Samantha, by the way." I say, giving him a small smile, lowering my face from the embarrassment I was feeling, holding my hand up to shake his hand. He smiles, as he reaches out shaking my hand softly. "I'm Russell, it's nice to meet you, Samantha." He smiles and leans forward shaking my hand.

Logan knew he was trying to change the topic, but he brushed it off and picked up the card. His eyes roamed over the words written in the card, and he clenched his jaw. “That bitch!” He cussed and ran his tongue over his teeth. Jorge snatched the card away from him and read it out loud. “Karma’s definitely a bitch - Sasha-Lee Van der Merwe.” Logan threw him a glare, but he just continued as if nothing happened. “Yeah, definitely an A-class bitch.” Jorge said and nodded in agreement. Logan pressed his lips together and closed his eyes, wondering how he ended up becoming best friends with Jorge Billings of all people. Jorge was a very nice person, with a very good sense of humour, but unfortun

Alpha Leonardo; Hitting the golf ball with the golf club, it traveled a distance, landing on the other side of the field. Liam clapped his hands, screaming In excitement. He has been my biggest motivation when it comes to playing this stupid game. I could hardly understand why he liked it so damn much. I handed the golf club to the caddie after the last hit. “We are calling it a day,” I announced to everyone as I made my way to the cart.

As 4pm approached I decided to head for a shower. I made sure I took my phone with me in case Jack or Chelsea messaged me. As I finished, I found Logan sat on his laptop on the bed working hard. I leant in the doorway watching him in awe of his dedication. He looked up to find me staring at him. “See something you like?” I nodded, biting my bottom lip. “A sexy, hot lawyer.” “Hmm,” he smiled. A notification pinged on his laptop and his eyes shot back to his screen and his brow furrowed as he was reading something.

My heart tightened as Laura turned around to look at Dicken. Unexpectedly, all she did was praise me after looking at Dicken. “Impressive work, Linda! The merman looks so docile now. He would’ve broken through this type of glass just two days ago. How did you do it? How do you make him behave so well? Your skills in communicating with him never fail to amaze me!”

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.