Logan X Kurt Novels & Stories

Kurt was the first to get up in the morning and was beaming from ear to ear. “Don’t stare at me too much… I might melt, Kurt.” Kurt was surprised and then he chuckled, “Oh, you’re using my own words to me now huh? And you were awake as well and you didn’t even tell me?” Annika sticks out her tongue to tease Kurt, “I know I’m that pretty, but you have to show some restraint once in a while you know.”

She spoke his name as her stomach churned with distaste at seeing him. Kurt was older now and taller. But he still had that arrogant sneer slapped across his face. The same one Jessica remembered after he would call her horrific names and taunts. His dark hair was longer than she remembered, and his jawline was stubbled. Kurt wore a leather jacket, just like he used to as a teenager. He had never grown out of thinking he was some badass rebel leader. Seeing Kurt’s face again reminded Jessica why she hated him so much.

Lucas squinted his eyes, trying to remember if he had seen it before. "Isn't this a symbol from a leather jacket?" Leon commented, making Lucas look at the object again. It was a large black button with the logo "LK." Suddenly, Lucas widened his eyes as he recognized the logo. It was the logo of the largest leather jacket brand in America, LKing. Lucas recalled that Luna had been a brand ambassador for LK.

I wrinkled my nose at their answers. "So, what're your thoughts? Darien…" June pointed to the creep himself as he laughed with some guys from the cabin he’s in charge of. " Marcus…" she smirked, pointing to Marcus, who was tuning a guitar. "Or the ever-mysterious Mister Logan,” she sighed, pointing to Logan. I'm sure if this was a cartoon, my jaw would have comically hit the ground. Logan had taken off his shirt while he swung an ax, chopping firewood. Thick dark brown hairs covered Logan’s chest just as I had glimpsed this morning.

"I finally track down Logan and you want to drag me away from the fire? Give me another hour." Logan’s expression shifted, becoming serious and firm. He knew exactly how to handle this old wolf’s pride. "We’ve traded enough stories for one night, Curt. If you want to hear the rest of my travels, I’ll make the trek to your territory soon. Don't make me hunt you down because you neglected your health." Curt looked at Logan with a reluctant grin. "I don't know when you'll actually show up, you slippery brat. You’d better keep your word, Logan. I'll be watching the trails for you."

Logan, with his undeniable aura of charisma, looked incredibly hot. Known for his stylish flair and effortlessly cool outfits, Logan had a penchant for simple yet sophisticated pieces that perfectly echoed his laid-back personality and innate sense of good taste. On this particular evening, he opted for a grey relaxed-fit T-shirt, a choice that effortlessly projected a casual yet put-together appearance, perfectly aligning with his easy going demeanour. The shirt clung to his frame, subtly emphasising the contours of his veiny arms, a glimpse of his toned physique that added an extra layer of allure.

Then I entered my office. I did the things that I should finish. When past twelve came, I headed downstairs to go to the parking lot. A smiled formed to my lips when I saw Kurt. Why so hot? Some buttons of his long sleeves are open and his cuffs are until to his elbow. He is leaning to his car and looking like a model there. When he saw me, he stands up properly and welcome me. He kissed my lips quickly. “Hey,” he greeted. “Hi,” I greeted too.

he replied, but I was still a bit confused. “You’re…changing your wardrobe?” I asked. “Yeah – new clothes will be brought in later in the day.” Huh? “B…But why?” I asked curiously and he shrugged. “I don’t repeat clothes, Olivia” he replied and went over to the table where his laptop was kept. What? I scoffed and looked at the strange faces as they continued packing out the clothes. So, the rumors were true? Kurt doesn’t repeat clothes? He changes his wardrobe every month!!!

he would say, or, “This doesn’t say ‘powerful’ enough.” Frustrated by the lack of suitable choices but undeterred, Logan made a decisive move. “Let’s take this outside; I know exactly where to find what we need,” he declared, his voice ringing with determination. The drive to the mall was less about the distance and more an opportunity for Logan to outline his vision. “We’re not just choosing clothes,” he explained, “we’re crafting an image, one that exudes strength and elegance. You’re not just any Luna; you’re the Luna.”

Kulaa complained. “Then we will do what we do best.” Kurt gave her a wide grin that reached his bright eyes. The smile made her heart flustered. “We will sneak attack him?”KuLaa snorted. “You are still the same. Shameless.” She snorted and shook her head in amusement. Already knowing the drill, the couple approached Adolph cautiously. When they were close enough, Kurt hid the hatred in his eyes and called out to him. “Adolph.”