Logan Mc Novels & Stories

Leon rolled his eyes before pulling out a fifty from his wallet. "Told you I could beat you," I said as I snatched the fifty-dollar bill in his hand. "What next?" I asked, waving the bill in front of his face. "Stacker," Leon said. We played as many arcade games as we could, making bets on every single one that we play. Of course, I won most of them, much to Leon's dismay. We decided to settle on the last game and I pointed over to the claw machine. There was a giant pug stuffed toy that I really want. Leon and I had two tokens in total so we can only try to get the toy twice.

Cancel my meetings for the rest of the day, handle all important mails and forward any emergency that needs my attention to me". I said grabbing my car keys and heading to my private parking lot. " Nobody messes with a De Marco and goes free". I said to myself, reaching the parking lot. I got intoy car and zoomed off.

“For the past half hour, I have been going on and on about how my confrontation with Selena panned out, and I bet my brother’s Harley you didn’t pick a word I said.” A sly grin formed on her face. Logan's Harley? Really? Of all things. Liz’s brother was a proper Denver rebel. Scratch that. He was a proper Denver rebel fan. And he drove his black Harley along all the prohibited places of Denver City. That Harley, the same one Liz had just bet on, Logan could die for it. And Colleen was going to have no hand in that when she busts her bubbles right about now.

He had that lovestruck look on his face even with his eyes glazed over. He snuck up on his cousin, then yelled the shortened version of his name he's used since he was little. He yelled Malik in his ear as loud as he could. Effectively pushing him out of the link instantly and causing him to fall out of his chair with his arms flailing out as if he was sinking into water. Logan laughs as he reaches forward and grabs Malaki's hot dog. Almost eating the entire thing in one bite. "You asshole, stop deepthroating my fucking hot dogs!"

Logan: Very good bro😀 Rilee: I feel so out of place SMH🙄 Big Bro: Don't worry baby. I got u Sky: Again... Get a room Hayds: Baby, calm Liz: Get a room Liz: I mean literally. Get a goom Sky: 😑😑😑😑😑😑 Noodles: Anyways!!!! Noodles: Everyone get ready and we all meet at B&W Logan: I'm not in town, just so you know. Lan: Is it odd that I'm not surprised Si: Cuz its Logan bae

Logan stated. Logan approached the man's right arm, grabbed a dagger, and plunged it deep into the man's limb. Logan pulled it halfway down his wrist, then looked at William. "Get me the lemon juice and salt," he commanded. William nodded, took them from the table, and approached his father, standing behind him. Holding the lemon juice and salt, Logan turns to William, opens the juice, and pours it on the wound. The sting of the lemon juice on the open wound was like acid, and the man screamed out in pain. Logan finished with the lemon juice, tossed the bottle aside, and then opened and poured salt onto the wound. The man cried out more intensely as he clasped the man's hand and worked in th

It is as frail as a Scottish smirr and its misty dew feels like warm butter melting on a face. I arrived at Logan's apartment. The security guards supported me in bringing him to my Lamborghini truck and they slid him in the backseat. I clamped his ID card from his wallet and I spotted his name, Logan Smith, his age; 27 and the location to his apartment printed on the card. .....

The cut was black leather in color with the white stitched patches which included the gang's name itself in full view as it draped along the chair. The emblem of a vicious howling black wolf with white eyes and snarling teeth bordered around a bright white moon with the name HOWLER MC. written in stitch form around the visual. The bearded man glanced at his cut and continued to make his way toward the brightly lit bathroom as the sun had burst through the small window above the shower and illuminated the entire room causing him to wince from the view once he stepped inside while his eyes adjusted to his newly lit surroundings.

The young man howled in pain and called out to his wolf for help. "Did anyone see you come in?" asked Black. Wayne widened his eyes and quickly approached the two Alphas. "There's no way anyone noticed me. The Red Moon pack is completely turned upside down. And the calf's name is Panda." Black merely raised an eyebrow in Wayne's direction without trying to say anything. The Mad One sent his fist into Harry's face again and waited to see how long it would take for his nose to stop bleeding. "I called him Panda because he's black and white," Wayne clarified with a straight face.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?" MJ was going to hate him for this, she would think that he was playing games with her. Logan should have been happy because MJ would believe that he had done a number on her as well after the stunt she pulled with Carmen, but he did not want that at all. He did not want to take credit for something he had nothing to do with. It was not the first time Montana pulled a stunt like this, she had used her son as a mole in the past in order to get information on the streets, but he ordered her to stop. If she had him infiltrate MJ's place, he got something on her.