Young Logan Lerman Novels & Stories

Logan suggested. Continuing their conversation, Logan eventually says, “I have to leave now; you know my yearly routine.” William said, "Remember, Dad, you need to be careful; you're not getting any younger." "With age comes wisdom," Logan chuckled. “Even though I'm getting older, William, I'm more than capable of giving you a sound beating.” Logan repeated his chuckling. Indeed, Logan is a well-built 6’2 for his age. His long hair was mostly black, with some gray highlights. Those once glowing, beautiful light gray eyes. With each thought of Dawn, his eyes become a little sadder and darker in shade.

“Logan ... this is Jax and AJ ... we live right down here, it’s the only house nearby ... do you guys need a hand or anything” “Well I guess we need to get some transport and help to get the bus out, maybe you know who to call ...”. The guy says looking a bit uncertain. Suddenly a sleek looking guy in expensive slacks and a dirty polo shirt steps up. “Wait I know you ... you are Logan Walker, the actor”. “Uhm yeah I am ... and you are ?” I honestly don’t like him much, he just has an unpleasant aura, and a smell that makes my nose itch, but I remind myself not to judge him without giving him a chance. Maybe he is shaken by the accident.

(points to Rose, Anya and Logan) ROSE: That's a talk for another day but Logan should spill whatever his holding first. CHRIS: What big people? RIVER: Like a celebrity or what? ANYA: No, like....like politicians CLAIRE: Wait a minute....don't tell me LOGAN: I...my father is the Minister for...for Finance ALL: What? ROSE: And...(shakily as if knowing what would come next) And Anya? LOGAN: (looks at Anya who had her eye closed) Look, you guys can be in real danger if...

He looked as if he had just stepped off a TED Talk stage—overconfident, slightly sweaty, and desperate to be noticed. Julian offered a mild nod. “Logan.” “Jesus. It’s been what, four years? Five?” Logan said, stepping closer, already grinning too wide. “Didn’t expect to see you here, man. You still doing delivery work?” Julian blinked slowly. “I’m running a pick-up.” “For the Lancasters?” Logan’s eyebrows lifted, mock surprise thick in his voice. “Wow. You’re their guy now? The in-house assistant? Not bad. You always had a way of staying...useful.”

"Forget it!" Logan laughed loudly, he felt satisfied playing with Angel until the woman looked annoyed with him. There was no way Logan didn't know how to use a weapon, he even graduated from the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, England in 2014 with the rank of Second Lieutenant. At that time he was 19 years old. And when Logan met Angel for the first time after his graduation. Logan was also busy pursuing his education at University King's College, London with a Bachelor of Business degree during that time Logan's life was spent studying and only studying until he completed his Doctorate at Harvard University.

this time they were back to smirking and Emiliano seemed to be having a good time as he looked at Logan who appeared dead and defeated with nowhere to run to for help because what his dad wanted was not going to be possible since his marriage with Rhea was all for a show “The man wants a grandkid”Logan simply said and Emiliano burst out in laughter knowing full well Logan's life had turned interesting over the past few days however Logan watched Emiliano laugh all he wanted while he cried in his heart about his dilemma.

He shook Min U's hand before looking at Leah for explanation. “I actually met him not far from here, he was walking alone when I overheard him talking about something. Guess what it is Loggy?” “Are you high?! I’m not Loggy, I don’t like it and why don’t you tell Min U to sit down” Logan uttered before turning to Min U who was silently watching them. “I hope you don’t mind me calling you by your name? We are of the same age after all”

He was young, with sharp blue eyes and an easy smile that instantly put me on edge. "Well, well," he said, smirking. "Looks like we’ve got a warrior here. That’s a nasty burn. What happened?" "Accident," I muttered, not in the mood to explain curses and psychotic witches. He raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it, but didn't push. "I’m Logan, by the way. Let’s see what we’re dealing with." As he examined my arm, I felt my mates shift uneasily behind me. Kane’s glare could have melted steel. Zane crossed his arms, his stance tense. Dane was the calmest, but I could feel his protective energy radiating off him.

"Actually, it is almost lunchtime. Why don't you join me?" "Just like the old times." He says and places his hand on his heart to show how touched he is. "Hey, I'm only 18! And we are still best friends, so don't you forget that. And we didn't hang out together that long ago." "But it feels like it." Logan looks at me with a pout and with fake tears in his eyes. He is such a drama queen. "Are you sure you didn't want to do acting instead?" We look at each other and start laughing. We both know that wouldn't have worked out for him.

"Lucas take a look at everybody's here, how did you see them? are they happy or not?" "Mmmmmmh they seems happy." Lucas replied him. "That is to shows I am not a bad person, I'm going to make sure that your Mrs Collins is well treated, she just pissed me off earlier." Logan told Lucas with serious expression on his face. "If I also pissed you off, will you shoot me also?" Lucas asked Logan. Logan gently squat in front of Lucas and tell him that he wouldn't do that, because he once had a child like him before. "Where is he now? did zombies got him?"