Animated Diary Novels & Stories

Kai took so long that I decided to look for something to keep me busy since Alexander is on one of his mood swings or disappearing and appearing again, my legs hurt and I don’t have the strength to handle any more emotionally draining drama. “Annabelle says writing will help, maybe I should do that …” I whispered, picking up a pen and opening the blank page of a regular book. It wasn’t a journal in any form. ***Dear diary , can you tell the moon goddess to kindly give me twins since she has the audacity to delay this pregnancy thing or is Alexander only using this as a trick to keep having sex with me ? What if there is no curse and where are my parents ? Should I start saving my Pack or sta

Sighing deeply, the young woman reached for the diary and opened to the first page, her fingers running across the brown colored paper absentmindedly. She reached out for the blue pen on the dresser, her body slightly quivering in anticipation as she silently contemplated shutting the diary like she usually did, only this time she didn’t want to do that. Only this time, she actually had a story to tell. Sighing deeply again, Natalie uncapped the pen, and for the first time ever, she wrote in the diary; Dear Diary, I met someone today.

“Hello, I’m Mariana, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Please don’t be mad at Marylin, she’s been nothing but an angel to me, if it weren’t for her, I’m not sure I would have been able to return home.” “No problem,” Dana said. “I can never be mad at her for helping you.” “Thank you!” Mariana went in again and returned shortly with a small book in her hand. She gave it to me and before I knew it, the little book began to expand and increase in size until it was just the right fit for me. It had the words ‘DIARY’ written in front of it. “It’s a magic diary,” she told me. “I’m sorry,” I told her. “I’m going to have to refuse this, I could never keep track or even keep a diary.”

I can see her cheeks turn red. Embarrassment. I tried not to wrapped the bandage tightly, “All done, Leana. Thank you for being patient with me.” I smiled at her as I slowly stood up and unpacked the groceries. I prepared our meal and ate together. This is the first time I am helping a mortal and now a mortal animal. Would there be another mortal to join me in this ‘rollercoaster’ life in World War II. Nothing much happened except we were added by a new member , Dante the puppy.

he put it in front of Gabrielle and stood beside him as he watched him drink it. With each sip he took, Xander could feel himself get closer and closer to the throne room. A few more snacks like this and Gabrielle wouldn’t be a problem, and Adalia would be too weak to resist him anymore. *** Adalia was staring at her diary. She hadn’t written anything in it since she was in the North. She didn’t feel inspired to write anything. The dark thought looming in her mind prevented her from communicating with anyone that included a blank piece of paper. She had a knock on the door and like a scavenger rat she scurried to the darkest part of her room.

I calmed myself and went to sleep even it was still daytime. I write on my diary. I started my diary since the time Hero started making moves on me because I have no one to tell my feelings about him. I can't tell my problems and worries about him to my father, so I bought a thick notebook and a small box that I can securely keep it. In my diary I write everything about him, my feelings, hatred, anger, happiness, worries, and funny things we did. It made me smile so crazily when I wrote about our sex escapades, his insatiable sex drive on me, how I love him, his weird allergy to women.

I'm sure you'll know it's him when you cross parts with him* *If you find a girl or a boy(hopefully it's a girl hopefully she's lovable enough for you. You know what I mean) with the frequency, she will need the journal. Not this one. There's another journal. She probably won't be able to read it until she's ready, but when she is, the Harland collection has a companion text that describes the process. The companion text is called the Respondent. If the man has the collection, he may have the Respondent too.*

Chapter 1 Aira’s POV The bell had barely stopped ringing when I slid into my usual seat in history class, the wooden chair creaking under me as I dropped my bag. Allie was already there, her notebook flipped open to a fresh page, that wicked grin spreading across her face the second she saw me. “Look at this shit I drew during last period,” she whispered, shoving the paper toward me. I leaned in close, our shoulders bumping, and stifled a laugh that almost burst out.

I am Sandra and I live in a small country in Europe with my smaller brother and my parents. Brought this Diary last week and I thought I should record my daily life here. So today is 23/9/2023 just another day during the winter holidays between the two semesters. That’s why I had a lot of time and I spent my days taking long baths, masturbating, reading and watching stuff on the internet. Every weekend I would get out with my friends to have fun but I was mostly at home which I was enjoying to its fullest.

- Sierra - Out - I sign all of my little diary entries like that. It's a habit I picked up when I started doing them. It was mainly so I could get my feelings across, rant about things. Discuss my day and hopes and dreams but nearly 6 weeks have gone by and I'm starting to feel like I'm trapped again.