Anime Secret Diary Novels & Stories

“Life is a story. Document every day. From Mom to her precious Salvatore.” I freeze on reading the words. This was Sal’s diary?? It seems personal, yet I can’t stop my fingers from opening the first page. The first page is covered in scribbles and small pen sketches of anime characters and fight scenes from some kind of animation. I run my fingers over the messy but beautiful page, and a bitter smile splits my face when I realise that I am staring into the heart of a young boy… The boy he was… before he became the man he is.

she annouced refereing yo me. My cheeks heat up in embarssmemt as I struggle to . Sage’s Mum send a knowing look. Oh crap! ••• I stood before the floor-length mirror in my room, mesmerized by the stunning dress draped across my body. Sage had sent it to me earlier that morning, with a note. The gown was a masterpiece. Silk or satin, I couldn't tell, but it shimmered in the light, accentuating every curve I possessed. The fitted bodice highlighted my waist, cinching in just the right places. The skirt fell in soft folds around my legs, the hem grazing my ankles.

Azumi asked with glee. "Currently, two. Mother and daughter," I answered. The gasped that followed was loud and collective. "I fought off six of his exes," Akane said and drank from the vase. I burst into laughter. The girls followed. "Every one of my daughters fought off exes," Akane said wearily. The girls giggled. Azumi, was born first which made her the eldest. She had high cheek bones and sharp piercing gaze. Long lustrous hair. Sarada came second. Her hair was cropped short pixel style and dyed silver. She had big curious eyes with a hint of green in them.

Visualize that you already know the answer’. Closing my eyes, the memories of today replayed in my mind. When the episode in the forest came up, I recalled Diane’s memories. Seeing the mental image of the Soul Reaper, he turned to look at me with those burning orange eyes, as if it would see me watching. I mindlessly lifted my hands, feeling them tingle, putting one on the blank page of my grandmother’s journal and one on the remnants of the missing page. The warmth feeling running through my arms and body returned, and I could hear in the background gasps of shock.

-------------------- Dear Diary… Is he intentionally trying to make me feel uncomfortable? See I am confused. I think I am crushing on him and that it is all in my head, then he acts all weird and I get waaaayy too confused and don’t know how to read the situation at all. Why can’t I be a guy? They don’t feel the need to read situations, do they? Or so I am told anyway. They just get on with it and see how it goes. Yet I need to know what is happening. I don’t know, maybe he is just a player? A bit of a ladies man? I will have to try and keep an eye on him around the pack and see what he is like with the other women here. See if he is the same with them, because so far the only other women I

I tried to open the diary but it has a number lock, I used her birthday and birth month but it didn't opened, I used her year of birth it also didn't worked I used her friends birthdays and everything nothing worked, for a trial I thought of checking my birthday, I know she won't use mine but I did just for kind of satisfaction but strangely it worked, so her password is my birthday but why she used my birthday instead of all the people she loved I opened the diary, all the things are about her fun doing with her friends, she wrote about our meeting in elevator and about her first kiss too wahhh she called me cute, then why she never said that infront of me, girls are way mysterious this is

Lucas POV’ Alice looked absolutely beautiful when she left to go to lunch with my parents. I wish I was going but I had to finish things up here. “ Markus. You said you found out something about Alice. What was it?” “ Okay sir, I found this old diary an angel wrote, but there's only 3 pages.” “ Let me see it.” Page 1 August 27th 1978 Today the pain started. My powers grow stronger and more everyday I don't know how to control them.

If she was Korean, I might still have the chance but hello! It's a good thing Senior didn't write her diary in Japanese, she gives me the vibe of being an otaku because she has the same title and name of a famous romance anime! I could help but silently face palm my forehead. Senior, what were you thinking... I could help but be lampooned. I took a breath and started reading the diary. It was a total of three pages.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

"I felt the creep whenever I came here." I ran my fingers of the spine of each book and then I read the manga's title one by one: "Hanayori Dango", "Harumatsu bokura", "Tsubaki chou planet", "Reimei no Arcana", "Akatsuki no yona". These are all shoujo (romance genre). But there are other sport genre too, like: "Slam dunk", "Haikyuu", "Prince of tennis", "Eyeshield twenty-one", "Kuruko basketball". Fantasies and action genres are available too: "Demon slayer", "Hakuoki", "Bungou stray dogs", "Attack on titans".