Dear Diary Novels & Stories

I had to trust myself and my training. ⁠* * * * * SEXTUPLET SIBLINGS AND THEIR BOOKS: 1.⁠ ⁠Kai Stone – DEAR EX, YOU ARE MY MATE 2.⁠ ⁠Ryder Stone – DON’T BULLY ME, ALPHA! 3.⁠ ⁠Jax Stone – I’M HIS MATE, NOT HIS CHOICE 4.⁠ ⁠Aira Stone – REJECTED ONCE, TWICE CLAIMED 5.⁠ ⁠Samantha Stone – BONDED TO THE DANGEROUS ALPHA

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.

I walk to the door to check if it's locked. After checking it twice, I move to the window and lock it before losing the curtains. I look around to see if everything is set. And yes, we are good to read! I run to the cupboard and take the diary out. This diary smells like old times. I brush it a few times while walking to my bed. I lay in the most comfortable reading position I can find before opening the diary. 'Rily Dencer.' I turn the page and see a picture of a young girl. The picture has become yellow because of time maybe but still can't hide the beautiful lady beneath it.

But then she completed in the next breath. “I read it all…from your personal diary" She said the last words like a weight was lifted up her chest by telling the truth. "Personal Diary?" Ahn asked. The amusement leaving him completely 'What the hell am I? a 13 year old girl to have a personal Diary?' "Yes love yes. I know all about it. The depression you went through. The anxiety and fear of my rejection that you wrote about in your Dairy pages after pages" "Depression! Anxiety,! Fear of rejection!!" Ahn’s voice increasing after every word.

I walk into my room, turning down the white light. I step forward. "Hi, my name's CADDIE." I close my eyes, and bow, getting on my knees."I am here for your pleasure." The next set of words that leave my mouth are in our highest paying clients booklet that Lisa handed out secretly behind Chad's back. "And mama excepts." Is a code for breastfeeding.

Dear Damien If you feel lonely then read my mother's diary she wrote for me in her days of cancer whenever her body allowed. I can't promise you anything as it was meant for me. But still maybe it helps. Rain :) Damien looked at the paper in his hand and it looked like a letter. He didn't open the diary. It was something between mother and daughter and he didn't want to invade in it. After all they were together now. He opened the paper to look it was actually addressed to him. She wrote a letter for him. Dear Damien I won't ask you how are you doing!

DEAR DIARY, Okay, this is ridiculous! I'm not a fan of writing in diaries but, what can I do? My therapist said I need to talk to someone and vent and let go of my emotional "baggage" to get better. I don't have any close friends or any friends at all.

Keep shining my beautiful baby girl. This was getting weirder and weirder. I opened the diary and began reading: "My dear princess, On this day,the 25th of Augus 1995,I had thought of keeping a diary for you to reflect on for years to go.I wanted it to be one that you would thoroughly enjoy me reading to you.I swe us reading it togther years to come and I would be so proud of you my love that.As I stare at your little fit it's a wonder how you were able to come out of me but you did and that had made me the happiest mother in the whole world and I cant wait to see you grow but I do want to be with you in every moment of your life.You are such a light to both your father and I and you would m

written on it. I took it and gave it a close look out of curiosity. I mused to myself, "Diary? What is it? Is it just a display in his cabinet or is he writing it?" When I opened the notebook, I discovered writing within. I read the first letter, "Dear diary," and I was going to read more, but I decided to just put it back where it had been.

Dear Diary, Hi. It's Gabriella. This is the first time I've kept a diary so excuse me if this turns out awkward. I decided to write because something weird happened to me last week - until now actually - and I badly needed someone to confide in since I don't have any friends.