Diary Cinta Novels & Stories

Or, it may be something that I can work with him on, to get him to accept just like when it happened with Asher and Dan, and maybe even enjoy, but I chose my diary instead of confessing to my husband. It was locked down, the boys and I were on a little break and the only cock I had in my hot pussy was David, my husband. I wanted to explore, but I couldn’t since I'd vowed to the boys that I belonged to them alone. Without the boys, I turned to my diary to pen down how I met my husband.

he ignored my question and called the server. “Do you have anything spicy here?” “Um...like what?” “Never mind, Do you have French fries?” “Yes.” “I will bring it.” When the server left, he turned to me. “Then what’s that note? Any study stuffs.” “It’s my diary. I will write about myself and my daily life. But I don’t feel like writing it anymore” “Why?” he said without taking his eyes off me. “Cause nothing good happens in my life, so why should I have one. I want life to be happy, interesting with a little of passion, adventure, love which I never found.”

Ted sat down on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the diary as he gently opened it. The pages were filled with Jane's handwriting, and Ted's heart skipped a beat as he saw her words. He had never seen her handwriting before. Since a year they had been together, he wasn’t able to spend time with her, not to talk or see her write anything. As Ted gazed at the pages of the diary, he was struck by the beauty of Jane's handwriting. The letters were elegant and refined, with a subtle flair that seemed to dance across the page. The curves and lines were perfectly balanced, creating a sense of harmony and flow.

Dear, diary I was a little lost puppy drunk and lust in love with the school bad boy kahr I know I am way out of his league neither am I close to his type of girl I never dress hot or sexy nor did I have a killer shape or cleverages i only devotees my time in my studies instead of my body Ever since I set my eyes on him, I have been having a sleepless night And sometimes I got wet dreams about him, I am still a virgin, but I can't just control my desire and love when it's comes to Him, He is my weakness yet my strength What can I do just to make him notice me or gets his attention Diary 2

I tried to open the diary but it has a number lock, I used her birthday and birth month but it didn't opened, I used her year of birth it also didn't worked I used her friends birthdays and everything nothing worked, for a trial I thought of checking my birthday, I know she won't use mine but I did just for kind of satisfaction but strangely it worked, so her password is my birthday but why she used my birthday instead of all the people she loved I opened the diary, all the things are about her fun doing with her friends, she wrote about our meeting in elevator and about her first kiss too wahhh she called me cute, then why she never said that infront of me, girls are way mysterious this is

I heard her voice as I was looking at the diary in the shock. "I did everything for your love varun.. I Love you varun"

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

"So there is a possibility that what you are telling me are just figment of your imagination. That you might just be making up this awesome love story you shared with him." "No, I'm pretty accurate with the details. I wrote a journal about my life from when I started in high school and I never missed a single entry until the day my mom died. I actually wrote a book about us." I laughed as I was almost done with the wine. "You published a book with explicit sex details you shared with your now dead fiancé. That’s sounds crazy." “I didn’t know he was dead when I had it published. It was me trying to reach out to him hoping that he would read it and find me.”

Cheryl looked at the secure door. With curiosity and fear, Cheryl opened the diary. Rose is creative, with lots of calligraphy writing inside and doodle art to pack it all. Cheryl opened the diary randomly. Cheryl held her breath as she read the passage. I saw that you were perfect and that I loved you. I saw that you were not perfect and that I loved you. Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favourite. Your name was imprinted in my soul, long before we met, even there any alphabet.

I'm sure you'll know it's him when you cross parts with him* *If you find a girl or a boy(hopefully it's a girl hopefully she's lovable enough for you. You know what I mean) with the frequency, she will need the journal. Not this one. There's another journal. She probably won't be able to read it until she's ready, but when she is, the Harland collection has a companion text that describes the process. The companion text is called the Respondent. If the man has the collection, he may have the Respondent too.*