1st Dork Diaries Book Novels & Stories

I began this book when I was 16 and many of you might know and I would like to keep it that way so the only editing I'll do is just correcting the spelling errors. I also have some books on W******l please can you check them out and I'm currently on the Third Volume of So Near Yet So Far with the subtitle of( A Night With The Substitute) an unbreakable student/teacher relationship. But you can start with the first volume if you want to but all the volumes are sts5nd alones meaning you can start with any volume.

I flipped the page of my notebook, leaning down to grab my textbook from the door beside my chair. And that’s when the idea struck. Slowly, deliberately, I let the book slip from my fingers. It hit the floor with a soft thud. “Oh—" I bent down immediately to pick it up and the classroom suddenly felt very quiet. Very still. I didn’t rush. Instead, I took my time reaching for the book, my skirt shifting slightly as I moved. A risky move. A deliberate move. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then— Jeff cleared his throat sharply.

Lola didn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Could barely think. Darian’s voice seeped through the door like poison, smooth and gentle in the way only a monster could manage. “Lola… I know you’re inside. Come on, sweetheart. Don’t make this harder.” Her entire body trembled. The air felt too thin. The dorm room walls suddenly felt too close. She took one shaky step back. Another knock this time firmer. “Open the door,” Darian said, still soft, still controlled. “We need to talk.”

Darryl’s smile fades as he looked at his brown eyes, remembering the first time he really looked into them. “What’s wrong?” Goldie asks as he shows Darryl the book. “You really want that?” He asked again, taking the book from his hands, “You could’ve chosen Harry Potter or something.” “Yes, I want this,” Goldie replies shortly. Darryl looks at the book cover and looks back at Goldie. “I guess it suits you.” After paying for their items, the two males exit the bookstore. Darryl looks at his phone’s clock and realized that it was almost time for lunch. He turns to Goldie and asks,

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

I headed to my security office to get more update on the fucker who thought it was wise to follow me and to draft a plan to kill them. I would not let anyone take what was mine for the second time. . . . _DAISY POV<3 I was lying on our bed after a shower, reading one of the books from my library. I opened a book that was themed ‘erotica’ and began reading. I read to the part where the man kissed the girl, swallowing her surprised gasp, which turned into a moan when he slid his hand between her legs and plunged two fingers in. She let out another moan, raising her hips when his thumb found her clit. He pressed—

"What was the book." "Something about a boy who finds a dragon. He's been reading it for two weeks. He reads very slowly because he refuses to use a bookmark so every time he picks it up he starts from the beginning of the chapter to make sure he hasn't missed anything." Darius looked at the drawer where the letters were. "That sounds like someone who doesn't trust things to stay where he left them," he said. "Yes," she said. "It does."

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

Novels, grimoires, Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson. Wait, what? The Emily Dickinson? She hid most of her poems until the day she died, but looking at this book, holding it, it feels like everything she had written is in here. It's a lot, there were still poems of her that I haven't read yet, I never knew about its existence until now. I quickly opened the book and the pages were amazing, you know that scent of old books? This one has it, that one familiar scent of home, of comfortability, of coffee in the early morning while it's raining. I stopped on a particular poem, one I've read over and over again. I'm Nobody! Who are you?

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)