Ted "theodore" Logan Novels & Stories

I hoped Tyler had a plan to help Spock win his mom over. “Good luck with that,” Logan told him, as if he’d read my mind. “Have you taught him to play dead yet?” Tyler shook his head. “I hadn't thought of that one.” Logan grinned. “His name's Spock, right? From Star Trek?” Tyler nodded enthusiastically. “Then, here's what we're going to teach him...” Logan leaned forward and started whispering in Tyler's ear. I stood back and watched as a grin slowly overtook Tyler’s face. Whatever Logan's idea was, Tyler loved it.

If my mind comes to accept that it's really him, standing right in front of me, I will jump at him and make sure he ends up hospitalised in my place while I'm in jail. "I heard about what happened and I wanted to make sure-" "That I'm okay?" I cut him off. He nods. "Are you not embarrassed?" I ask. Just then, Logan returns. Edwin looks at him, and then at me. "Who is this?" he asks. I'm going to kill him. I'm going to tear him apart limb by limb and leave his torso to rot on the street. It doesn't take long for Logan to catch on. He strolls towards him, stopping right in front of him and looking down at him through his nose. "You must be the ex fiancé."

I know that better than anyone else, and if she ever fucked around and flirted with some other man, I might snap and do her harm, so it was best for all concerned if I just stayed the fuck away from one Victoria Lynn Delaney. I could see my brothers watching me covertly, but when you've spent the last ten years or so in very close proximity to men in tight quarters, you get to know them, so they weren't fooling me one bit. Logan left where he was with his nosy ass and made his way over to the bar where Devon and Quinn had been keeping me company. "Kill it, boys." "What, Tyler?" Logan was always the ringleader, always the one pushing. "I'm not going there okay, so kill it."

With a freezing expression, he turned on his heel and stormed away. Logan let out a quiet, knowing chuckle, then leaned down to ask if I could grab him a glass of champagne from the bar. On my way back, I once again crossed paths with the two brothers holding a private conversation. “Logan, I never realized you were such a fantastic actor,” Toby sneered. “You’re playing the part so well it almost looks real.” Logan didn’t answer right away. He took his time pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. “You and Chloe seem to be getting along great. She really seems to suit you.”

“As you wish.” He wove his brawny arms together across his chest and flicked his fingers from his elbow as he tilted his head towards the driveway. “Tessa and I are leaving for the Realm tonight. I thought you might want to come to say goodbye to your sister.” For no reason other than to piss him off, he raised his brows and leaned forward at Teddy. “If you remember you have one, that is.” “No fucking way!” Logan went to stand, only to have his father push him back down. He pointed at Haldir as the immortal gave him a quizzical glare. “You even try that shit, and I’ll break your fucking neck.”

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.

he says and I wipe my tears with both hands but it comes again. “No, I am not. I am thrilled.” I say while crying. “You don’t look happy,” Logan says, laughing and wiping my tears. “What can I do? My tears are not stopping.” I say and cry more. Logan leans and places his head on my lap. “Look champ, your mom is a crybaby. Think nothing wrong. She is happy for you.” He says teasingly. “I have told him, he will think nothing wrong.” He says with a smile and I smack him in his arm.

I turned the corner and almost bumped into Theodore. He was fastening his coat, clearly on his way out. “Good morning, Freya,” he greeted with a polite nod. “Morning,” I said softly. “Is Alpha Logan… around?” Theodore shook his head. “He left early. Went to a council meeting in Red Moon Territory. Just a few hours' ride.” “Oh.” I swallowed the unexpected tightness in my throat. “Alright. Thank you.” He gave me a look — almost sympathetic — before walking off.

Jeffery finally asked. Theodore shook his head immediately, almost childlike in the speed of the movement. “That is all, sir. I swear that is all.” His hands trembled visibly against the floor while he spoke. “I only asked questions. Nothing else happened.” One side of Theodore’s face had turned bright red from the water, and his breathing still sounded unstable. Jeffery kept looking at him another moment before finally stepping away. He walked toward the door before speaking again.” "Join me in the study," he told Logan.

Something we should know. “I think you need to speak with Theodore again. There's something he's missing. He needs to do more research on the mangalrow. I'm sure he will find something.” I rushed out my words. Logan didn't say anything for some while. After a few seconds he smiled and cup my cheeks.