Branikki Dork Diaries Novels & Stories

I'm not fat actually ( you should also know this since you've seen my pictures before). Speaking of...when am I going to see one of yours? It's not exactly fair that I have not the slightest clue as to what you look like, at least. I still think you're an old psycho, but that happens a few times, and that's when I start over thinking P.S, you wouldn't want to see me overthink, really. I'm literally a character from these adolescent novels like "diary of a wimpy kid" or "dork diaries."

I cried out while I could feel my orgasm ripping through me and my pussy spasming as I soak his cock. Brian follows seconds later, burying deep and flooding me with hot cum as his grip bruises my hip. We pant and slumped against the wall while his forehead is on my shoulder. Then—a ding. The lights flicker, and the doors slide open. I pull away first, yanking my skirt down and smoothing my hair as I step out into the lobby. Act normal. Just act normal. Brian follows behind, zipping up casually. 'You are still insufferable,' I snapped over my shoulder, voice shaky but defiant.

she responds with an easy smile and then continues focusing on whatever she’s writing, so I feel free to continue until I reach the snacks. Bram is still standing in front of them, but now I realize why he's taking so long. He's grabbing each one and taking his time reading the labels. My gorgeous dyslexic boy. "Hey, Bram," I say, trying to sound breezy and normal, then looking at the snacks like I want one too, "Do you like the selection?" "There’s only unhealthy shit here," he murmurs in complaint, still frowning and trying to read, “And I get super hungry when I’m bored. I can’t just eat this shit all day, I’ll turn into the Whale. You know, from the movie.”

Nikki cocked her head as though she found my question strange. I pointed to the skillet. "Omelets suck when they're cold." Her teeth snuck out and pulled her bottom lip in. When she released it, I swore I heard it pop. "Ten minutes?" She said it as though it were a question and not an answer. "Any chance I could borrow another T-shirt and shorts?" She scrunched her nose in the cutest display of disgust. "I'm afraid these are kind of ripe...you know, with sweat from the club."

Damn this mate bond… ------------------- Dear Diary.... Well, I am so not sure what to make of this Beta guy at all. Acting like a total typical guy when I catch him checking my butt out, yet he seemed quite proud of that. Idiot. But then he redeemed himself when he made me pancakes and was being sweet, talking about my family. So confusing. But I am sure he has been told to help me settle in. I wouldn't be surprised if Aunt D made threats to them if they didn't make me welcome. She would probably do that to make sure I was well looked after. Damn am I missing her. It has only been a day and I am hating being without her. I honestly don't know how I am going to manage her not being around me

I wave him goodbye, he checks his noodle hair in the mirror and leaves. There is not much work. There is never much work. I sit in front of the laptop and check my F******k account. F******k is boring when you’re dating the prettiest girl there will ever be. I don’t want to, but I still end up doing what I’ve been avoiding since morning. I fetch the diary from my drawer and open it. RD.

Episode 49 – The Confessional Diary The attic smelled of dust and forgotten things. Ophelia’s fingers traced the spine of a leather-bound journal, its surface cool and smooth, tucked away in a cedar chest that had belonged to her grandmother. She hadn’t been looking for secrets; she’d been looking for old photo albums. But the moment she lifted the diary’s cover and saw the elegant, looping script, her own script, from years ago, a peculiar heat bloomed in her chest.

“Oh,Diane. You are being funny right now. C’mon we have the internet and people fuck everytime in the restroom in school, you can bribe your way into a private show.” I swallowed hard. She was not wrong. “I mean-“ “And I can also teach you, okay? Do not try and push me away because I am here to stay and fill up the pages of your diary with every nasty thing we do.” I bit my lips hard and licked them out, wetting them while using one of my hands to clutch on my left nipple. “I cannot w-wait.” “That sounds better. We would have orgy parties, get sex toys, eat each other pussies and do wild things in weird locations and-“

he swore and closed his eyes. ★★★★ Brianna just finished doing laundry and was hungry. “I'm tired of having pizza” she complained to Riley who was busy chatting away. She got no response. “Lee?” She called. “Um?” Riley responded absent mindedly. Brianna exhaled and plunged into her own bed. ‘She must be chatting with someone important’ she thought and started scrolling through I*******m. She came across the Frostborne page and smiled. It reminded her of Derek. Brianna wondered what he was doing and how he was spending his weekend.