Diana: Her True Story Book Novels & Stories

Walks around the desk. Her heels click on the floor. 'You want that promotion, right?' I nod. My heart beats fast. 'Good. But you have to earn it. Show me how bad you want it.' She points to the floor. 'Kneel.' I drop to my knees. The carpet is soft under me. She unzips her skirt. Lets it fall. Black panties show. She pulls them down. Her pussy is shaved. Smooth skin. Then she opens a drawer. Takes out a strap-on harness. Black dildo attached. Thick and veined. About seven inches long.

There was nothing else worth taking. She turned and walked out. A few minutes later, Diana appeared at the top of the stairs, the load of books and files pressed tightly to her chest. She descended slowly, carefully. Selena looked up. “Mommy, where are you going?” she asked, shock finally breaking through her voice. Her hands folded tightly across her chest as she sat upright. Diana stopped near the door. For a moment, she did not turn. ‘I’m leaving this house,’ she whispered inside herself.

She had always been alone and that was what made her feel sorry for herself. Diana looked at the two kidnappers with deep resentment. “You should have asked for more so he wouldn't turn off his phone.” Then she kicked the fake driver in the neck and elbowed the man in the back seat in the head simultaneously. They both fainted and Diana went out to escape. But Diana's legs were so weak that she fell and broke her heels. Diana sobbed under the rain. She patted her tight chest. She also screamed her heart out. The knife wound on her ear faded away because she had the ability to heal. That's why she wasn't afraid of death.

She got to figure out that they were in Yolanda's group and yet they weren't loyal to her. "You are the new lady who beat Yolanda up, right?" One of them asked. "I'm Tisha." "Hello, Tisha. I'm -" "Diana." Tisha interrupted. "I know. I would like for you to teach me a few skills which you used. I have never seen such moves in hand combat before." "Oh," Diana said, surprised. "It's rather a common thing where I come from." "Well... Where do you come from?" Diana stared at the girl. She couldn't trust anyone, yet she didn't want to lie. The girl did seem an honest person too.

"Do not listen to Matt. He is just trying to hurt you." ​"But what if he's right?" Tears burn my eyes. "I didn't earn that money. I took it from Blake. What kind of girl does that?" ​"A girl who loves her aunt enough to save her life!" Chloe says fiercely, grabbing my shoulders. "Do not let Matt ruin your mind. You aren't sleeping around with random men. Blake is the only one, and you did it out of desperation, not greed. You are a good person, Diana." ​

Someone who was exactly like her. That girl, that beautifully gorgeous girl, stole my heart just with one look. One touch. One dance. There was no way that she was Ella. But... she was. There was no doubt in my mind that I was wrong. Still, I tried to tell myself otherwise. I feared I'd lose her if I finally told her. That he would get to her and take her away from me the second time. The girl in Paris told me her name was Aella. Not Ella. Aella Dixon. The woman that had my heart and she didn't even know it. The resemblance between her and Ella was astounding. There was no way. No fucking way she was in front of me.

Diana tilted her head a little, completely ignoring Kevin and the gun in his hand, and stared at me challengingly: “I was counting on that brat to kill you but his dick got in the way and he wanted to have you first and brag about it to his friends” I felt Kevin’s body stiffen at the mention of Adam and tighten his grip on me protectively. I stared back at her as she continued: “I saw your lover boy here and his stupid ass cousin following him for days; I did a little research and found out who Adam Sinclair is, his family and the rumors about the book of course in their possession. It was easy to figure out your plan” then she sighed and rolled her eyes up: “So, I just visited him and told

Description Diana is a seventeen year old introverted high schooler in Fort Fairfield, Aroostook county. She live with her mother, Juliet and her little brother, Cole. The story begins with a set of unusual activities after Diana’s birthday leading to the discovery of her magical powers. She is the last white flasher and the only person who can fight against the evil that is eating up the very fabric of the world of magic.

I won’t be the bitch that help that to happen. I fold my arms and stand in front of her, “What do you want with him?” She raised her head refusing to back down. “Is it the files? You can drop them on the table and I will take them to him when he is around” She laughed. I don’t think anything I said was that funny. “Rebecca, who is it?” Mother asked stepping out of the kitchen. Once she saw her, she stepped out of my view and towards mother. “Hello ma’am, my name is Diana, I am Mr Gaston secretary, I brought some documents for him to sign.

He took his job as a curator seriously, which was something to be admired and hated at the same time. “In that case, please allow us to serve you tea and something to eat while I go through the contents of this box.” Xander eyed me, and I took that as my cue to leave and find Diana. I smiled politely at Denis and exited the room, following the corridor to the kitchen. As I entered, I noticed Diana sitting at the table with a book on magic open in front of her. When I approached her, I playfully slapped her arm to get her attention. “You stole from the rebellion library?”