Novel & Cerita Diario 1

But, The ones above were harder to reach, forcing me to stretch, my fingers roaming blindly across the upper shelves. Suddenly, something solid brushed against my fingertips. Frowning, I pulled it free. It fell to the floor with a soft thud. A black diary falls right at my feet. Frowning, I picked it up out of curiosity. Its leather cover was worn, its pages yellowed with age. My heart skipped as I picked it up, and curiously opened to the first page... A date stared back at me— it was 27th August, 2005. “A twenty year old diary in the bathroom cabinet? What the hell?”

Cold. I pressed my hand over my mouth to muffle a cough from the thick air. Carefully stepping back, my heel hit something. A shelf. A loud thud hit the floor behind me. “Damn it…” I muttered under my breath, fumbling to pull out my phone. I turned on the flashlight and aimed it toward the object. It was a book. Old. Worn. A diary. I bent down and picked it up. The name on the first page stopped my breath cold.

But the more I looked, the colder I felt. Some were faded. Some had red marks across them, thin lines that slashed through their faces. I picked one up with shaking hands. The girl in it was smiling, holding a glass in her hand. On the back, Calder had written a date. Nothing else. I put it down quickly, my fingers trembling, and looked at the diary. Against every thought in my head telling me to stop, I opened it. The first page was neat, his handwriting smooth. At first, it looked like normal notes, records of dinners, meetings, private thoughts. Then the words darkened.

I take a look at the contents of the box. Inside are diaries. At least ten of them, all labeled with her initials. S.R. My hands shake as I pick up the one on top. When I open it, dust flies off the pages like trapped breath being released. And then I read, even when my fingers trembled. Even when the pages felt like they were burning. The diary began innocently. April 7 “Mama braided my hair today. She says it makes me look like a princess. Papa didn’t come home last night…”

I pulled my hand away and took a step back, locking eyes with him. "No. It's not that you didn't notice me. You just never thought I was worth your attention. "When we landed in Svalmere, I was pale and clearly unwell, but instead of caring, you were more worried about Madison being alone at the hotel. "And when I got back after being buried in snow for hours, all I wanted was to sleep, but you brought me a bowl of mutton stew, even though you knew I hated mutton, and tried to force me to eat it. To you, what I need or want doesn't matter.

Seeing the damp patches and stains on the light purple satin sheets she had picked out just a few days ago, along with the lingering scent of their lovemaking filling the air, she blushed and attempted to sit up, only to feel something strange between her legs. Selena felt extremely slippery between her legs, noticing something continuously flowing downward. Upon lowering her gaze, she saw that the substance had already soaked a portion of the silk sheets, acquiring a color similar to milk, which made her blush even more. She didn't know how Lucio had come to be like this, but his member was long and thick, and sometimes after an intimate encounter, it continued to be wet for days, which was

With a racing heart, I began to read the pages of the diary, hoping to find secrets about the mafioso who had captured my heart. When I opened the diary, my surprise was instant. It was Andrew's mother's diary. I flipped through the pages, and there was information about her married life with Andrew's father, betrayals, Ize's birth, among other things. Although the notes were not completely revealing, I couldn't read all the pages at once; I just flipped through them quickly. However, something at the end of the pages caught my attention. There was a letter, a letter that broke my heart. It was old, written before I even existed, and probably had never been seen by anyone, as people rarely e

“I will spend some more time here.” “Why”? Chance was puzzled, while Terrence simply stared at him. “You’re kicking me out?” Terrence asked. “What?! No”! Chance declared loudly. “Just, come here.” he nodded and headed in. The place was a complete mess, a reason why Chance didn’t want Terrence to come in, but somehow Terrence seemed unfazed by the chaos. “Make yourself comfortable I guess.” Chance shrugged. Chance was busy setting up some of the stuff in the living room when his eyes fell on the Calendar. There were some important dates marked, including the days he did it with Terrence. For some reason seeing it ticked him off. It took him a while before he could finally comprehend.

If that is the case, this mission will be really easy for me and I can go back to the present in no time. I flipped the page of the diary and saw a calendar. It was date 1950 and there were three months printed on the page. I noticed a small note on the first month, it says, "you only have three months to fulfill. If you failed, you will be stuck there forever." My breathing suddenly stopped because of what I've read. I only have three months to make Henry and Sonia fell in love with each other. How will be that possible? You can't fall in love with someone that quick! This is insane!