Losing Logan by Sherry Ficklin

Author:Sherry Ficklin [Ficklin, Sherry]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: teen paranormal romance, new adult romance, young adult paranormal, paranormal romance, love story, young adult romance, contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781940534411
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Amazon: B00JGDWJGA
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Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing
Published: 2014-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

I’m still frozen, only now it’s literal, like having the worst case of frostbite in history. My fingers and toes are numb, my face bitter cold. I can actually see my breath in the air.

“What do you want from me?” Logan demands.

The hooded figure doesn’t answer. It just stands there, long brown robe pooling on the floor around it, hood drawn so its face is hidden in shadow. Raising a hand it points, past Logan to me.

“You can’t have her. I won’t let you touch her.”

Logan is defiant and bold, stepping toward the creature, his hands balled into fists at his side.

It shakes its head slowly.

Stepping forward, Logan throws a punch, but his fist passes through the figure. He rocks back, surprised.

“Just take me instead,” Logan pleads softly. “Leave her alone and take me.”

I lunge forward, finally able to move. I can feel the adrenaline course through my veins like acid, burning away the cold.

“No!” I reach for Logan, but he’s a ghost again and I can’t make contact with him. He turns to look at me.

“Logan, don’t you dare give yourself up to that freak.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t think we have a choice.”

I back up, moving to the edge of my bed. “Please, Logan. I don’t want to lose you. Not yet. It’s not fair.”

His face falls and he turns away from me, back to The Reaper.

I back myself into the corner of my bed, reaching blindly behind me. Wrapping my fingers tightly around a metal rod I race forward, swinging at The Reaper wildly. The fireplace poker connects, dropping the creature to its knees. As I draw back for another blow it vanishes.

“That’s what I thought, you pathetic Ghost-of-Christmas-Future wanna be.” I drop the iron rod to the floor with a thud. Running to Logan I find that I still can’t touch him.

“Sorry,” I say shaking my head. “I couldn’t let him take you.”

He looks past me to the iron rod.

“How long have you had that in here?”

I shrug. “Since the cemetery.”

“Well, good thinking. And, uh, thanks for not using that on me.”

“No problem.”

Neither of us says anything else, we just sort of stand there, the discomfort growing between us. How does a passionate kiss turn into awkward silence? Like this, I suppose. I want to say something, but I can’t think of anything that doesn’t make me sound like a total freak so I clamp my mouth shut. It’s Logan who finally breaks the silence.

“I don’t want to leave you either Zoe.” His eyes grow dark, “But I will do whatever I have to do to keep that thing away from you. Even if it means moving on.”

I draw in a deep breath and nod once.

“Besides, you have a boyfriend. With a pulse.” He tries to smile but it’s lopsided and forced. “I mean, it’s kind of a minimum requirement.”

“Bruno is a great guy. But he’s not—“

“Dead?”

I look up, trying to fight back the tidal wave of emotions threatening to overtake me.

“You. He’s not you.”

Logan walks over, closing the gap between us and lays a gentle kiss on my forehead.

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