Novelas y relatos de Rory And Logan A Year In The Life

It started with one drunken mistake at Ryan’s twenty-sixth birthday party—December 31, 2025, the night the city lit up with fireworks and bad decisions. The bar was packed, music pounding, tequila burning my throat. Ryan and Logan had flown in together, mirror images in every way: 6’2”, lean swimmer’s builds from high school they never lost, dark hair that fell over hazel eyes, mouths that curved into the same devastating smirk. I’d only met Logan a handful of times. Always brief, always surface-level. He was the “wild” twin—tattoos peeking from his sleeves, a reputation for fucking his way through cities. Ryan was the steady one, the one who stayed, the one who chose me.

--5years later As Dawn and Logan embrace their new life, Logan has begun working in construction, leveraging his knack for working with his hands. The two of them had established a home in a remote, two-story house surrounded by woods, which provided both solitude and expansive grounds. What made their life so special was the birth of their son, William Eugene Winchester. His eyes and hair color were Logan's, with the remaining features inherited from Dawn.

She was still laughing, but as soon as we took a halt, we suddenly froze, the sight in front of our eyes making us both turn red in embarrasment. “Oh crap! Look what you did!” I whispered, still looking at the living room, where many pairs of eyes were staring back at us. “Oh, gimme a break! It’s past eleven! I thought that everybody was asleep!” She whispered back, annoyed. Soon after that, the door was pushed open once again and a very pissed off Logan entered, glaring at us. “Uh oh...” Kara mumbled, gripping my arm even harder. “Yeah uh oh!” I whispered back, glaring at her.

Riley What had been the best night of my life popped like a bubble in the light of day. I slept with Logan. A teenager. Olly's best friend. And not just once but twice. Even as I walked around, my core still pulsed, and I could feel him between my legs. "Mum, you're spilling my juice." Olly pulled me out of my haze to find orange juice all over the counter. "Right... shit." I stopped pouring, picked up the glass, but it was so wet it slipped from my hand and shattered all over the kitchen.

Rule 10: Your wife (and kids) will definitely exercise you. I snort. Yeah. These are rules I can live with. Forever. The door suddenly flies open like it’s been kicked by the devil himself, and Logan storms in looking like someone just told him the apocalypse got rescheduled for today. His face is almost the same color as the orchid on his chest. He runs straight for the bathroom, bends over the toilet, and makes a few heroic attempts at vomiting his soul out. Nothing comes up except a couple of miserable dry gags.

Mr Logan rolled his eyes at Ruth before taking a step backwards,his heart boiled in anger as he gave Ruth a deadly glare,if glare could kill,Ruth wouldn't have been alive. “Say something dear”. Sarah said as she helped Ruth on her feet. “I don't know him”. Ruth said,her voice was barely above a whisper but everyone could hear her,as she choked on her tears. “You have choosed to ruin the reputation of this family!!. speak up now who is the brat!?”. Mr. Logan snarled at Ruth. “I don't know him father!”. Ruth yelled as she choked in her own tears. “What!!!?”. Logan asked in a demeaning way as she approached Ruth,but she was still in Sarah's arms.

For two days, I didn’t leave the forest cabin. I sat by my mother’s side, keeping vigil while the curse pulsed faintly beneath her skin. Logan never came. Instead, the pack gossip was that Leah was laughing in town, boasting about how Logan ran with her under the moonlight and how they hunted together as if the world already belonged to them. I didn’t care anymore. I packed in silence. No anger. No tears. Just purpose. On the third morning, the communication crystal lit up, and Lynn’s signal came: Confirmation.

My mom responds concerned and looks between me and Logan. "Hailey, it's nothing bad. She needs to learn this! It's very essential for a girl to know how to. . . you know. It could come in handy some day. Besides, Logan has been doing this every year with his dad since he was ten. He's an expert. He will not let anything happen to her, I promise." She looks at my mom and it makes me more curious to what Logan had up his sleeves now.

"Hey, Yah! You said we were going to have hot chocolate!" Alice grumbled once they were in Logan's living room which was completely empty, as if there was no life at all. Even when they arrived in front of the man's house, Logan had to press several times. And chose to jump the fence and open the gate from the inside. Made both Alice and Xander introspective earlier. More afraid if something bad happened to Logan's parents. Of course we were worried, because lately our lives have been full of terror. No one knows if it was meant for us, but, I guess it was meant for us.

~Rosalyn POV~ Im in the room packing my things to back to the house i was once in before i had to come here. I guess i shoud have seen it coming he lovesAshley she will aways come first no one else will ever matter to him. Maybe i just thought he wuld actually pick me im stupid for believing everything he said and thinking he was actually a good guy stupid me. I feel my eyes starting to water so i quickly wipe my eyes and stop thinking about it. I think about my brother Hunter i havent seen him in a while i miss him so much the last i seen him was a week before Logan found his mate he was having to leave out of town for some duties. i quickly pick up my phone and call him. "Hey sis whats up