Diaries Aphmau Novels & Stories

" I shifted my position from the bed's edge to the center. Reading this diary gives me a strange sensation in my chest. I believe I should now find a comfortable position. There are hundreds of pages, and it appears that Rafe wrote them first. Despite the fact that I hadn't seen Rafe write in that diary in months. "I'm scared," I said softly. I was afraid to keep reading because I knew I'd discover more horrifying facts. Maybe learning that fact will completely transform my life. Perhaps there is something I should not know. The tumultuous collision of encouragement and opposition. However, when the curious was finally won, I moved on to the next page of the diary.

Meh, right? Then there was the diary. Meg’s diary. I’d found it by accident one day while cleaning. I didn’t read much, just a few lines, but they’ve stuck with me. She wrote about pain, about betrayal, about things that didn’t make sense at the time. She talked about how she wished she could just end her miserable omega existence and how she missed her best friend Jax and her world, Red was too weak.

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

My eyes instantly went to his drawer—where he kept his diary and notepads. I stepped closer and pulled out the first notepad my fingers brushed against. I half-expected his usual poems. Instead, my eyes landed on strange scribblings. Drawings. “Ma…killah?” I whispered, trying to read the strange language. It didn’t make sense. I dropped the notepad and picked up his diary. But just like the notepad, it was filled with even stranger things. “Makillah… kweyah sangisa bango—”

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!

He doesn't know if his father will return. He was two hundred in age, his father was almost thousands. He can still recall his father's order, "If you want to leave, do it. Don't worry about me. Go in a year where peace is at hand..." His diary dated February 1915. He was doubting on leaving his father. It took him hours before he decided on entering the room with the diary clipped in his armpit, the pocket watch on his left hand, and the gold key inside his pocket and chanted the same.

What caught my attention was the small diary. Opening the diary, I see Amilia’s writing. The neatly cursive letter, like always. As I started going through each page, I noticed it was about important events in her life, including mine. I was smiling like stupid as I read about the first time we met. I saw she wrote about her battles and abilities.

Dante realized that Alice would be separated from everyone else, so he was disillusioned when he got a book from her that said she was having a spa day at the rec center. He knew which rec center she went to and realized she didn't care for their spa; the ladies were excessively gossipy, and a lot of unwinding released her lips. Having misled Abby about the carport to go through the morning and evening with Alice, he was anxious about the possibility that she was experiencing some kind of hysteria; he wasn't with her for four days. All Alice required was a few "Personal time"; a pleasant, comfortable swim in the pool and an unwind in the sauna with nobody to trouble her.

She glanced over at Elysian whom had a smile on his face too. She slowly opened the diary, The pages in the diary were getting old and dusty, The diary didn’t seem to have much words like all other diaries,But it didn’t seem like it was meant to help them in their quest to save Ma.Coco "Nothing in here is helpful!" Aurora says sadly and Elysian collected the diary from her and tried to read it but he could see the same thing, It wasn’t going to help them in anything, It was full of gibberish.

🖱️Victor🖱️ The moment Sammy and Jane left the room with Jayden, the room felt different nAnd somehow more dangerous. I reached inside my coat and pulled out the diary. My mother’s diary. The one that only answers when it wants to. The one that showed me fragments of what was coming before I even understood them. My fingers tightened around it before I opened it. The pages that had been blank before now shimmered faintly. Then slowly, like ink bleeding through water, words began to appear.