All Chapters of Logan (Book 1): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I growl while my arm hurts like hell. I go numb in my arm where the bullet hit, and the heat of the blood flows on my skin like warm and thick metallic oil."Aphrodite," she snorts as I watch her eyes grow wide and buggy like a madwoman on drugs. "Why would your parents name you after a goddess? I find that very funny because you are not much of a beauty. I mean, look at you. You are all mar with scars. You are not just ugly but pitiful. Oh, don't worry, you won't suffer long looking like a scarecrow."Heather ran a finger down her gun with the same expression most women reserve for chocolate. She carefully waits and caresses the weapon as if it were a live pet. Heather ran her hand through her hair and let a giggle slip, soon followed by a snort. "My god, Effie. I can't handle that look of yours. It's just so," her tongue shot out to kick her thin slips. "Makes my skin crawl. Weak, fragile, and miserable. I love it!" She moans of her pleasure and giggles again with amusement, glaring

"Heather, stop!" Logan yelled."Why? She is one of those people in the way of our love. She deserves to die like the rest of them." I looked up and saw her pupils dilated, and her eyes were about to pop out of the eye socket."Heather, please, don't hurt her.""Okay, if you say so, but on one condition."Logan looked at me, frantic. I shook my head, but he didn't get the memo. "Okay, as long as you don't hurt her. What is that condition?""You must tell Effie you don't love her and were only playing with her feelings.""Heather, don't-""Also," Heather cut him off. "I want you to kiss me.""You said one condition. You can't make me do this," Logan snarled."Okay fine," Heather squeezed my neck and placed her mouth into my ear. "I might as well blow her fucking brains out.""Okay, okay," Logan surrendered and let out a sigh. "I'll do it."I shook my head as he lowered his away from making eye contact with me."Yay!" Heather cheered loudly next to my ear. "I'm so excited. So, Logan, tel

Twelve years ago...Long Beach Memorial Hospital - Patients Room.Feeling as if minutes passed by, I weakly opened my eyes to see nothing but blurred with a bright white dot, and all I could think was Tinkerbell. I fluttered my eyes a few times to clear my eyes, and finally, the light bulb came to view. I looked up at the ceiling and made my eyes burn. I squint. I woke up in an unfamiliar room of only white, no peels or dirt. There is no decoration except a borderline of pink and blue bunnies jumping in a line over light green grass.Two windows at my side with pink drapes covering the sun's brightness. Next to it was a water bag connected to clear tubes that drips water and beeping machines that mommy calls heart monitors that track your heart rate. A needle poking my arm with many stitches wrapped around it like long princess gloves, and seeing them made my stomach ache. I breathe only to find a tube in my nose that shoots air from another machine.The pain from my head hurts so b

"Oh my god, Effie," Thea was the first to embrace me with her fragile-yet strong arms. She squeezes me. "I'm so glad you're okay."Everyone who burst through those doors shocked me that they all waited for me to wake up. Seeing all of their faces warms my heart."How long was I out?" I asked."Three days," Ares replied.Three days!No wonder I felt so weak, and my hair smells like I haven't bathed in years, which is gross.Thea was squeezing me tighter. I gasped for air. "Thea, I can't breath."Thea did not answer but only felt her body shaking uncontrollably; I know it was not the pregnancy but her fear of losing her baby sister and another family member.I rubbed her back and laid my head on hers as she cried softly."I was so worried about you," she sniffled and pulled back. Her silver eyes were moist with tears. "When Clark told us that his cousin is back and explained how obsessed she was with Logan, I knew right then something bad was happening."I looked over at Clark, who was

While the mood goes too emotional, I spotted Terry not getting into this happy moment. I pulled back from the family hug. "Hey guys, can you leave for a moment? I want to talk to Terry."Everyone saw how serious my tone was and walked out. Before he left with the others, Logan planted a quick kiss and told me he would be outside if I needed anything.Once everyone left as Logan closed the door. It was just Terry and me.I say straight up as Terry stands there with his hands behind his back. It was quiet and awkward. Honestly, I'm nervous, but I got to let it all out and ask. I want to know if Terry's the person from my childhood. Pivoted flashbacks in my mind as I remembered the older girl."Terry?""Yes?" He answered formally.Where are you from?"London.""You don't have an accent. Where were you born there?""No."I bite my lower lip. "Okay, where were you born?""Long Beach."I inhaled and let out the air. "Have you lived in a foster home with a family called the Brayden?"I waite