Logan X Kurt Novels & Stories

He further added, showing genuine appreciation. “Nah it’s cool. We should exchange contact if I have any news to share.” Leo proffered, and Kurt nodded in agreement as he brought out his phone. He exchanged contact with him, before finally exiting his home. Kurt got into his car, driving out of the compound as he roamed the tarred streets of Atlanta with his focus wavering on his mind. Lisa’s last statement sprouting back in his head, was there any truth to what she said about actually in relationship with Callan.

“He left. So did Brutus. They were both here, and then they just disappeared. I guess they didn’t like me.” The words hurt more than I wanted to admit. Logan frowned. “Oh, they liked you. Trust me. They really liked you.” Then he held out his hand. “Come on. We should get back.” That was when I noticed he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Or pants. Just shorts. I narrowed my eyes. “You had a shirt on earlier.” Logan froze. “What happened to your clothes? You weren’t wearing shorts before.” He looked down at himself. “I, uh… worked out.”

“He’s German and his name is a pain in the ass to pronounce so we call him Crow.” Braxton, I think, shook his head in amusement, causing his dirty blonde bangs to swish from side to side. The sides of his head was trimmed short and it highlighted his angular facial features. He has aquatic piercing blue eyes. Logan was the largest in size out of all four of the guys. Of course they all bore muscles but Lohan’s got most of it. One would suspect he was on steroids. Unlike the other two, he’s got jet black hair and amber eyes. His lashes were long and it definitely had an effect on how big his eyes looked. I could tell that he was the quiet one among the group of guys. There’s always that dark

Kay asked impatiently to know what made her youngest sister seem curious about what her sister saw. "Look at this." Kyra turned her tablet and showed a photo. Instantly Kay and Kim's eyes widened to see Logan's photo on Kay's tablet screen. The photo was taken from a distance. He is walking. That man was no longer in a tuxedo that showed off his athletic body. This time he's wearing a white T-shirt paired with a brown sweater that clearly shows his broad shoulders. Both sweater sleeves are rolled up to the elbows. Featuring a tattoo peeking under his sweater. What Kay remembered most were the look in his mysterious blue eyes.

The game got so intense, the rest of the guys along with Logan were covered in sweat and panting as they tried to catch their breath. Nate was fascinated by the game, placing his elbows on his knees and resting his little face on his hands. His eyes were wide and constantly kept cheering for both Ethan and Logan. "Those tattoos really make Logan look so much hotter, don't you think?" Rox says as she sits up on her chair making me grunt inwardly. Especially that tattoo under his left arm, so hot of a beast and a girl, mmmh, super hot. I think he just got it done. He still had it covered when I met him. Wonder why he got that particular tattoo?" She says getting cut off by a new voice in our g

, Lee says, and I can’t help but lean foreword supporting my weight on my elbows on the desk. “Mr Curtis, please, I don’t like misunderstandings, and time is money, so if you, please go straight to the point”, I let out, trying not to show how bothered I am with his accusations. “Last week, I got into an argument with Logan, and he sexually harassed me, he is crazy, and he has been doing the same to quite a few actors in the gym. He takes us to his private and personal area and takes advantage of us using his strength against us, and I worry that he might do the same to you. I am gathering some people to testify against Logan, so I am begging you, Mr Lockwood, if Logan has ever tried anythin

Lyon narrowed his eyes, standing up and reaching for the buttons of his shirt, struggling with the lower ones in his irritation. "Oh, I absolutely did." Logan’s grin remained fixed as he moved around the bed to stand behind the strategist. "Allow me. I have experience with delicate operations." He undid the buttons with agonizing slowness, permitting Lyon to step out of the ruined shirt and his trousers with ease. As the clothing fell to the floor, it revealed Lyon’s athletic frame, clad only in form-fitting dark undergarments. "I appreciate a man who dresses for the occasion," Logan whistled softly.

He didn’t expect Chris to help him. “Okay lovely couple, we’re going to open the booth in 5 minutes.” Both are flustered after hearing their classmate’s statement. “W-we’re not!” Chris quickly denied while Kurt is still flustered. He didn’t know that it was too obvious. “Okay in denial couple, go out already.” Chris looked at Kurt with a face asking for help. Kurt chuckled, “they are just teasing us. Let’s head out.” Kurt went out first while fixing his shirt. Both of them are wearing white t-shirt, black slacks and a brown apron as their uniform.

Kurt arrived just then, stopping me as I went to move off the booth and to where I knew Hailey had met with Kimberly some moments ago, ready to get to the bottom of this. "Hey hey, Herond!" he grinned, clearly intoxicated too. "Hi Kurt. Sorry, I'm looking for someone." I patted his shoulder and went to pass him but he stopped me once more. "Nah, I wouldn't head that way." Kurt shook his head, dizzy and wasted. "That dude you don't like, uh... Ryan. I've seen his crew over there

I mean, the only reason that I got the table that I did is because I’m a luna and we hold power, even in the human world. He tells me that he’s a boxer and just had his biggest fight ever, which is why he had the limp. When I tell him that I just joined a gym telling him the name of his, he freaks out, excited that it’s his gym. He told me that he would be happy to train me if that’s something that I would want. I love the fact that we barely know each other and he’s still ready to commit to spending a significant amount of time with me. Kurt’s also in graphic design and wants to be an illustrator, more for graphic novels or comic books. His dream job would be working at Dark Horse Comic