Dear Diary Today I Caught My Man Novels & Stories

Be the real you. -+-+-+-+-(-++-+--+(+-++--++--++--++--- Dear Diary, Today was a very significant day in my life. The day for which I was procrastinating since I was born, the day which dared to change everything for me. The day brought me utter contentment and brutal discomfort. The day when I was weeping and cackling The day which gave me wings to fly and a stab in my back The day which makes me regret it all the time.

His hands began to tremble as his lost memories had began to return and not minding the hurt that came from his head that ached as he read through each page, he continued to dive deeper into the narrative of the diary. “Today, the 15th day of September, 2019, I finally made her mine. When she walked into the church, I couldn’t breathe as her beauty took away my breath. Although she looked sad and bothered, she still looked so beautiful as I couldn’t take my eyes off hers. As we exchanged the vows, my fears vanished as I was rest assured that no one would be able to take her away from me anymore. She had been acting strangely these days and I think that’s because she has her eyes on another m

My eyes scanned the space like they were looking for pieces of her. But she wasn’t here. “I missed her,” I said under my breath. Again. I stepped outside, angry at myself. Angry at fate. At time. At everything. I turned to an old man walking his dog and asked, “Did you see the bakery owner this morning?” “Oh, Diana?” the man said casually. “She’s not here. I heard she went on a date.” My body froze. “What?” “A date,” he repeated. “Saw her leave earlier looking all nice. Pink dress. Heard she’s meeting someone in town. She looked happy.”

Dy sighs as though it's obvious what she's doing. I raise an arched eyebrow, and grab my diary.. "Harpy Bert Day.. Berty Patty.. I see where this is going! Seriously you pen-raped my diary??" Dyanna giggles loudly, "pen-raped?" And continued to holler cute little giggles, "but yeah.. Though it wasn't me per say." "Who?" The word breathes from my mouth. "Ummm.." "Dy!" "That man of yours. He's dreamy!"

Checking through the books, I noticed a black diary which lay under the books and it got me curious. I don't know why, but having to read Mac's diary became an urge that I could not resist. I picked up the book and flipped its pages open. All the stuff he wrote bored the hell out of me and I was about to give up on the diary when I saw a recent write-up and it had my name written on it. Dear Diary It's been a long time since I last saw you. I guess life issues could make one forget a friend. Anyway, lots have happened over the past few months. I have hit my ninety-nine mark on the register of girls I will fuck before leaving school.

Red felt like someone else's skin. I walked into his study, pulled out the diary. Another checkmark. Of course. I opened my laptop and booked a flight—three days, and I'd be leaving Caldora. Then a pop-up blinked. Jacob's messages had synced. [How many of the seventy-seven things have you done? Don't go soft on her, or I'm not coming back to you.] —Sabina.

I don't care about their judgements and what anyone thinks the world could perish for all I care. I slipped my flip flops and stretched my tired limbs. I had the best sleep in months. Who wouldn't? My plans are close to actualization. I walked to my drawer and picked my sacred diary, diary of sins and ran my fingers on the surface before spreading the first page and his name popped up. "ADRIAN CUBAN." In bold letters and a hot tear rolled down my left cheek.

This room will never be inhabited again. Ayden's eyes caught a worn, blue diary lying lifeless on the floor. The man stepped his leg closer to the diary and picked it up. There was the name Cheryl in front of it. Cheryl Anastasia. The man opened it before he kissed the diary first. The adult male's body trembled as if he could feel Cheryl's presence in front of him. My name is Cheryl, not a cherry, not a cherry blossom, but a strawberry🍓🍓. I like strawberries 🤗🤗🤗

" Mysterious Man Diary Day ? I don't know the date but I remember it was the time I feel hard for you so, if you ever started reading my old diary, please don't be disgusted with me@~)~~~~ Broke the newly bought pen again.

Then she quickly excused herself, leaving me alone with the man I had hoped to avoid. Richard looked up, his piercing gaze meeting mine as he snapped the diary shut with a quiet thud. A faint, infuriatingly smug smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “I didn’t realize you loved me so much,” he began smoothly, his tone dripping with confidence. “You missed me even when I was away on business. My calls kept you awake all night. Isn’t that what this says?”