1st Dork Diaries Book Novels & Stories

Stephen asks, holding out a pack of both strawberry milk and chocolate milk on either of his hands, I think Lisa finally understands that continuing this conversation with lover boy, will probably make her the school’s main topic throughout this week, because she hurriedly grabs some textbooks from her locker, slams its door, and walks out on Stephen, who’s on one of his knees, formally presenting beverages like he's proposing to her with a diamond ring. Stephen’s facial expression becomes sullen, he looks like a kid who had his candy stolen from him, literally!

Now she was comfortable with him but the first page of that book had some strange things that Darika wanted to search in Arthit's pants. End of Flashback:- .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

The topic at the top of the trending list read, "high school memories of Leonard Burton." I clicked on the tag and saw excerpts from his diary. "Liv is sick today. I snuck into her room and stayed by her side the whole night. She looked cute when she was asleep, just like a kitten." "Liv said she wanted the cake from the eastern part of the city. I only found it after going around for a while. I thought everything was worth it when I saw how happy she looked." "We made a promise to be together forever under the weeping willow tree. Liv, I'll keep this promise forever."

Rolling onto her back, she gritted her teeth against the pain, her eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of their attacker. Her heart sank in the pit of her stomach when she saw six bloodthirsty wolves closing in on them. In that chilling moment, the throbbing pain of her broken hand had faded into insignificance. Darius and the others swiftly formed a protective circle around her, their growls a fierce warning to the encroaching enemies. The first wolf lunged at Darius with deadly intent, aiming right for his throat, and the rest of the assailants followed suit. Darius fought with the ferocity of a true Beta, his movements fluid and precise, but Mark was quickly vanquished by his opponent

I secretly pray it's a poem because riddles are so not me “Okay book, judge me if you want, but I like girls, I think I'm not sure. Okay screw that I know I like girls like actually like them. Men are extremely so dumb and did I mention they all stink. But anyway, it’s not like anyone will ever know. Hahaha(evil laugh, smiling face, heart)” I froze. Completely froze. The diary dangled from my hand as the words repeated in my mind like an earthquake. Charlotte. Perfect, intimidating, hates-my-guts Charlotte likes girls.

Chapter 1 Daniel’s POV I stepped into my best friend’s house, the door clicking shut behind me with a soft echo that made the empty place feel bigger than it was. Mike had said his dad would be around but the whole house felt quiet at first, just the low hum of the AC and my backpack sliding off my shoulder onto the floor. Weekend crash at his place sounded perfect, no parents breathing down my neck, just some games and junk food. I kicked off my shoes and started down the hallway when I heard it.

I nod, looking up at him. "Good girl." That makes shivers run down my spine. "Now, open it and read out the first line." I slowly open the book, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. How can he make me read this out to him? "Go on." He urges, his voice firm and his face rigid. I swallow before opening my mouth to speak. "Dear diary, I want professor Ivan to make me choke on his cock." The words leave my lips and my stomach churns, and then he chuckles, his hands moving to his belt.

At least Rourke and I, considering he demands at least three times that in a single session. “What I don’t have is a frizzing job because you decided to send me a dildo with a flash mob demonstrating in song and dance how to properly prepare and use the demonoid King Kong cock on my first day!” Well, this just got interesting. Not even the puppy is tempted to turn it off, with that being said. Odd as that is, what she says next...... Chapter 1.10 A Disaster Waiting To Happen, By Vince

Which in English meant : The story of a dead woman. Dad was never one to read books so why would he keep a book that had a creepy title hidden inside his drawer? Curiosity got the best of me, making me pick up the book and sit down in Dad's office chair as I opened the book where I was immediately met by the first chapter. Chapter One: Le jour de ma première mort It was never easy to make a life changing decision but I never knew how that felt… because I never made my own decisions. Not once.

I had laughed then and received my first punch to the stomach. I tried not to laugh at the thought of the book I had reread a few weeks ago by Pippa Grant where the girl made dick cookies and had thousands of a deformed penises to someone, that someone was in another book with one of my favorite book boyfriends, Ares. I try to think back on the storyline of the book, so I don’t have to think about what is about to happen.