Logan Paul Forest Hat Novels & Stories

We spent years of our lives, trading insults at work and glaring across the office. Turning every coffee and lunch break into a battlefield. Nancy Gilbert and Alaric Wealth are two incompatible coworkers with different dreams, different directions but in the same environment. One day, a cruel video blows up Nancy’s world, leaving her shattered and all alone. Alaric finds this as an opportunity to get closer to her as he helps her overcome the situation. They start getting closer after that and everything is perfect until Michael, comes back with a plot twist for their happy ending. It is later discovered that Nancy’s hatred for Ric was because he failed to recognize her. And Ric’s torments were his punishment to her cause she broke a promise. By the end of this book, you will discover the romance was never between Nancy and Alaric but between Michael and Alaric. Or maybe, you’ll discover I just lied. You’ll just have to read to find out.

For someone who nearly dies because of an accident that wipes the memories of her 23 years of existence - the only thing that Sammia Avileigh can do is to depend on everything that her family told her. With the help and support from them, she did her best to live a normal life. She follows everything that her parents told her about who she was, what she likes, what she does, what she wants, what's her favorite, how she dresses, what she hates, and what she's not good at. A year later, she finally recovers, she's happy with her life despite forgetting those memories that define her. But her almost perfect life turns upside down when she saw a strange note on the empty abandoned room on the back of their house. 'Aliano Silvanus Rivvero, you need to kill him. Remember that.' What does the note mean? Why does she feel like it is connected to her? And if that's the case- why would she kill the man she is bound to marry? The man that she really likes, according to her parents? They say a memory can be a star or a stain, and Sammia Avileigh didn't know that the latter defines her lost memories. And that's, what they will never let her know...

Extract. " Why are you here?" She asked, staring out the window. She has refused to face him since he entered the room, treating him as if he were a ghost. She was a ghost to everyone but not to him and she wondered why. " Came to see you. Did I come at a bad time?" He asked. With a crooked sigh, she finally turned to face him, revealing a tear streaked face. Anger rose in him. Moving towards him, she muttered through gritted teeth. " Every time is a bad time Ray, don't you understand that?" " I understand if you're angry, I can always come see you tomorrow..." She cut him off. " I don't want you to come see me tomorrow or the day after that! I need you to leave me alone! Stop trying to help me Ray, we both know it's not going to work. I wonder why you even bother. Just go away!" " Why do you keep pushing me away?! I want to help you, why won't you let me?" " Because it's of no use. No one can help me Ray, not even you. And you trying is going to hurt the both of us! Even more than we can ever imagine." She spat, tears clouding in her eyes again. She was always crying and frowning. Never smiled. He never thought she knew what it felt like to smile. " But I love you! I freaking do! Why can't you understand and let me stay?" He yelled, shaking her, tears forming in his eyes at the one girl he loved but keeps pushing him away. " Then hate me. If you truly love me Ray... You would hate me." She growled, staring deep into his eyes. Giving him a choice, to hate or love her...

What do you do when your mate turns out to be the Alpha of the pack you and your people have lived to hate? Blue Blood pack and Blacktooth Guardians pack have never been on good terms ever! Arya, the daughter of the Alpha of Blue Blood pack has never desired anything in her life. She always gets everything she wants, in her way, until the day she strays into Logan's territory. He is a ruthless and arrogant ruler that has made Blacktooth Guardians the strongest pack in the entire land. He doesn't compromise with anyone who dares to meddle with his pack, especially intruders. But something, he can't understand changes his way of seeing things when Arya is brought into his eyes. Arya is beautiful, flawless and she is his mate, and he has all the intentions of making her his. He is determined on keeping her against his own consciousness, his pack and his fellow leaders, against the entire Blue Blood pack, and even against her own will! It's a mixture of strong emotions; love and hate that sets off an explosion of events that leaves them reeling. With shock. With truth. With desire.

"Nina is that you. You look so beautiful" a guy said. "Have some drink" "No, she is leaving," said the harsh voice, and next thing I know champagne was all over my dress. I gasped as it stained it. Before I could react he grabbed me and dragged me to the pool area. I yanked my hand. "What the hell. You ruined my clothes" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing in my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said letting me know his hate. "Stop giving so much importance to yourself. I'm here because of your mom. My face must be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worth wasting my life's a single second" I said angrily pushed him but he didn't move. "I can hide my ugly soul behind this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dress because they stain everything around them with their ugliness," his words were hurting my soul but I won't cry. With all my power I pushed him making him fall in the pool. "Happy Birthday," I said with a smirk on my face but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after it still send a shiver to my spine. One thing was clear on that day that I don't want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know what the hell I'm doing standing in front of him in Church wearing a wedding gown and looking at his angry victory smirk on his face with my glassy eyes.

Layla Dean—Twenty-Two, Smart, Witty, Sarcastic, Billionaire. Just one obstacle in the path of obtaining what she wants—Aiden Smith. By her definition, He is Satan’s reincarnate. A justifiable verdict after he crushed her best friend’s heart. Layla loathes him. Staying in the same room is nerve-racking. Now, A Million dollars is on the line if they can not work together. Within 60 days, they uncover company secrets. They clash. They struggle. They end up in each’s arms. And they finish their task. If only the tale ended there. It didn’t. How much longer will the resentment continue if they can’t keep their hands off each other? There’s Passion. Sex. Lies. Deception. Tears. All they have left is each other. But of what use is flame if everyone around them puts the fire out?

A business man in search of power. A woman forced to lie. A man who can’t escape himself. A love turned sinister… Hazel lives everyday like her last, she stays out of trouble and takes life as it comes, accepting every cruel hit as her fate. But her simple life quickly becomes something complicated when she’s ambushed and finds herself tangled in the devil’s lair, with his cold dark eyes staring down at her. Christian Walker only cares about two things; his daughter and his money. Despite being Seattle’s most eligible bachelor, he draws a clear line between his private life and women. But the lines are quickly blurred when Hazel comes into the picture. Just how thin is the line between love and hate?

Two opposite sides of the coin. That's how you can describe Ken Smith and Daniella Sparks. Yet how come they manage to find their ways to each others heart? No science can explain this for Ken. She made a preposition. "Just say I hate you and I'll leave you alone forever. But can you?"

Ever wonder how one of the best days of your life turns into a lifelong nightmare? Two people, two different worlds yet bound by the same emotion, "HATE." Marriage is supposed to be an eternal bond filled with love and happiness. This was far from the truth for Asmaira and Amaan. Two broken souls entangle in the game of destiny, which ends their dream of everlasting love. For one, it was a journey of redemption, and for another, it was to seek vengeance. Amaan was forced to marry Asmaira, who knew how much he hated her, yet, she agreed to the marriage, knowing well the thorny path coming her way. What is the past that connects both Asmara and Amaan, and why do they hate each other so much without meeting each other? "Please......." was the only word she could say while trying to get out of his grip. "Please let me go," she stammered in between her hiccup, shaking her head with pleading eyes and folded hands. "Why are you scared, baby? I know I was wrong to not accept you as my wife, but now I want to correct my mistake. Let's start once again our marriage. How about I gift you something to celebrate?" He said near her ear, emphasizing the word 'gift.' Sensing her fright, he grabs her waist while using the other to stroke her cheek, "how about giving you a baby tonight?" Asmaira gaped. "I know it is your first time, and.." he trailed, hitching Asmaira's breath, "I would make sure you would never forget it."

“Are you sure about this, Kabir?” Ayaan asked. “Yes.” “Dad won’t be happy if he gets a hint of what you are doing,” he said again. “He won’t be happy with me anyway,” Kabir said, taking a long drag of his cigarette before crushing it under his shoes. His emerald orbs were burning with a rage that could destroy the world. “And it was supposed to be him instead of me doing what was correct,” he said, looking out of the window. “What if you are wrong?” Ayaan asked. The moment Kabir turned around and looked directly into him, Ayaan straightened his back and said, “Her details are there in the file.” “What about other arrangements?” Kabir asked while glancing at the file. “Ready.” “Good,” Kabir said, opening the file and looking at a girl’s picture, “we will meet soon, Ziniya."