Anime Secret Diary Novels & Stories

Somehow, do I need this secret. 📌 💀 🔪 ⚔️ #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean Girls A/N: when I say I love making a twist, trust me that my fav 😌😌😌 review your thought.

Don't call me a perv! I record every day, I tell you stories and stories of my boring day! I mean you knew I was dating Jasper right? But that punk never gave me attention! Now, 23 august was wet and filthy and yet, I still feel guilty. See, let's just recap what happened perhaps, you'll understand, Dear Diary. "Michael Wake Up It's 7:15!" came that annoying tone of my sister that made me jump up from my peaceful sleep.

My subconscious told me my secrets were already out in the open and everyone I walked past was staring at me, even when they weren't. I'd received a total of three notes from an anonymous sender claiming to be with my diary. During lunch I sat alone by a corner, perhaps if I blended well enough, no one would care enough to potentially ruin my life. I heard the clink of hells on the marbled floor and then the voice I'd already learnt to dread in just the few days I'd been in Crimson Claw. “Hello, Anaya. I hope you're doing well today?” Her voice made me want to throw up. I felt like I'd get diabetes just from listening too long.

Dear Diary, “What a day. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start. First, I got kidnapped, i don’t even know what to say about that , i am still in shock . Then, Rue came for me like some movie hero. And now… he almost saw you. He almost saw EVERYTHING I’ve written about him. God, if he had, I’d be six feet under right now from embarrassment and it’s crazy how i am worried about that instead of my main secret , i am stupidly in love that i forget about it sometimes . .

What is written inside it? She did not sleep. She sat at her small desk with her laptop open and the cursor blinking in an empty search bar and thought about where you even begin when what you are looking for has no name and no shape and the only person who knows anything about it is a girl who tried to kill you four hours ago. She typed: dark journal occult. Deleted it. Typed: ancient journals with hidden locations. Deleted that too. She pushed back from the desk and pressed her palms flat on her knees and stared at the ceiling.

) "Welcome one and all to W.O.L.F! I am your DJ for the night, Dantzler Kamahazara!!" Kimora: (Kimora is seen grabbing a plate of food and returns to her room. Her diary is left open on her bed and she closes her door, visibly showing it disappearing from the wall.) "Xanne was as nice as I could have expected...and so I go back to being a support mage... Maybe some manga will cheer me up." (Picking up a manga that says, "Mercinary Wolf, Never Die Alone." *Intentionally spelled wrong.* She leans back on her bed as it pans out to Dantzler and Xanne being seen exiting a hatch on the back left rear of the ship; to confront the incoming fighter jets.) Xanne: "Ready?"

Why am I stuck with these little kids! Welcome to crazy ride of Seirryu. What do you think about Kazuo-kai's story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

“Diary. . . “ “I’ve met a girl today. She’s very noisy and weird. Mom told me she and I can be friends, but I nah. I don’t need friends. I am contented of what I have right now. Friends can stab our back smoothly, leaving us scars. I told her to stop following me, but she wouldn’t listen. She keeps on telling me things I don’t care about. The things she likes, the color white as her favorite color, April eleven as her birthday. . . her favorite subject at school and her name. . . Avery. ” I was left dumbfounded. I almost dropped the notebook I was holding, already shaking and feeling too much headache. They were flashes of memories on my mind, too. I.. . I know this diary. . . this is not th

I wasn’t a fan of theft, but my hand’s literally itched to take possession of that one shirt that will no doubt give me unexplainable satisfaction. HOLD IT!.. We all find our guilty pleasure in a variety of different things, and mine undoubtedly is everything linked to anime. Thus I reach out to it, not to steal it but to have a better look at it. However, as I lay my hand upon the wall or so I thought, what seems to be a flat rectangle plate emerges from nowhere. It bore a book on top that resembled a diary. Curiosity taking the better of me, I lift my right hand as I reach out for it. Holding a firm grasp on it, I sit criss-crossed on the floor, making myself comfortable and ready to obtai

But anyway, if I did something, she should have told me, and since she didn't, I won't ask. With pain in my heart I turn off the TV, yesterday I started to w*tch the anime "Soredemo Sekai w* utsukushii", it's about a young king, who is barely out of diapers, he marries a princess from another kingdom much older than him and on top of that she has the power to make it rain when she sings, and her voice is very beautiful.