Young Logan Lerman Novels & Stories

The next day, Paul and Peter were sitting in their office, staring at Logan, their best friend and trusted Beta. Logan looked at them as if they had gone mad. The connection between the twins and Logan was deep; they had been inseparable since childhood, and the strong bond between them had been evident from an early age. All three were the same age, twenty-six, but Logan was black, with a muscular, well-defined body and intense green eyes. Logan's wolf was called Teo.

I love this side of him because it’s a part I don’t see very often. “So, you like the woods?” “I played in a lot of woods as a child. Few injuries here and there but I didn’t get any scars” “You were playing in the woods all by yourself?” “Not really, I always played with Layla, Marcus and—” “Ethan” “Yes, Ethan” “It’s best if we don’t talk about him” “nah, that’s fine. I’m over it” “I got you something” Logan takes out a little black box from the pocket of his Khaki colored Jackets.

Liam says as we approach the table. “You look lost, honey. Did you get separated from a school field trip or something?” Morgan asks, cocking her head. “Morgan!” Liam snaps. “What? She can’t possibly be eighteen!” I sigh. Pretty sure this is going to be a theme over the next few days. “I’m not.” “See!” Morgan says, throwing a pointed look around the table. “How come you’re here then?” Logan asks. His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate. “Well, I applied. I got in. I assume the same way you all did?” I say, lifting an eyebrow.

Logan-- “Good to finally meet you, young man. You’ve met Terri, but these are my sons Bryan and Hunter, and my youngest girl Elliana. Everybody, come be polite, now. Show’s over.” He waves over a basketball team of gingers. They must get their coloring from him, though what hair he has left is white now. Terri looks like a brunette that dyes her hair blonde, and their children’s hair ranges from Hunter’s carrot orange to Elliana’s deep auburn. Emory and Bryan hit somewhere in the middle, with him more toward a dark copper and Emory’s almost scarlet. None of them have to look up to meet my eyes, which is a new experience for me.

Dianna added and let out an eye roll. The second guy who has been trying to flirt with me stretched his hands out for a handshake and when I looked at Xander but didn't notice any reaction from him then I accepted. "I'm Logan, I'm 21, and I'm handsome". I found the way he was smiling at me uncomfortably so I forced a smile and tried removing my hands but he refused to let me go. "Let her go Logan" the woman that kept faking a smile at me glared at him before looking at me.

Thane and I are building our relationship much stronger, it’s still rocky at some edges, since he doesn’t always agree with what I say, but somehow we are getting there. Though some rogues still lurk around, with the constant meeting with the Alphas, we are trying to minimize them. Logan is living life, well not like that. He has become a businessman and a CEO of his own fast leading company; I spoke to him yesterday since he’s always flying to countries, meeting with prominent people.

he said as he looked up his gaze met with Ana's and he looked away immediately. "Or you feel fulfilled at all the issues you've caused!" "Or you're feeling fulfilled at all the lives that have been lost because of you and your dirty deals!" "Fulfilling because you're about to end more life in the dirty politics game you're about to play!" "Hmm, Jeremy " Laura called as she moved forward, grabbed the railings, and looked down at Logan. "What are you doing here, and what are you talking about?!" She asked in confusion. "Jeremy?!" Logan scoffed as he dropped his hands and smiled a little.

“Well, I’ll leave you two to... discuss matters.” And with that, he was gone. “You really have a flair for the dramatic, don’t you?” I started, shaking my head. “Did you have to make such a grand entrance?” Logan leaned against the table, his fingers idly tracing the edge of the freshly signed contract. “In this city, I always have eyes on me,” he replied with a shrug. “It’s best if they see me as the infatuated boyfriend, rather than the puppet master pulling strings. Besides, if you wanna talk about dramatic, let’s not forget your little performance there on the steps.”

Dregen’s P.O.V “Hey, Dregen. I heard that there’s a new shipment of blood vessels at this auction. What do you think of buying one for yourself, huh?” Logan asked with a mischievous smile whilst driving. Logan was my very good friend and also my work colleague. A notorious playboy, he was known to be a silver-tongued fox amongst the ladies. “No. We are only going to the auction to buy a gift for Lora. Nothing else.”

The man saw how Joseph was bowing and scraping at Logan. He did not know that there was someone who could make Joseph Graham behave like this. The man racked his brains but could not think of a single name. "This is…" Joseph cleared his throat and was just about to announce Logan's name, but Logan beat him to it. "Hello, I'm Erasmus Larson." Logan extended a hand to the man. If his name were to be known by everyone in Ridgeview, it would spell trouble for him. He was being bothered enough after his family members found out. He reckoned that his phone would never stop ringing if everyone found out about him.