Diary Cinta Novels & Stories

There was her rose-scented perfume, a stuffed animal she had liked since she was a kid, some colouring pencils, some bracelets, 5 shirts, a diary and just a couple of other things. I sat down, crossing my legs and took up the diary, curious to see what was in there. I opened through the pages and it was mostly just her colored drawings. It made me smile because she was the only one I knew who would get a diary and proceed to turn it into a colouring book. I flipped through a few pages and then came across an actual writing. Isabelle Idk, but I think I'm in love with S. I hope nobody finds this though cause it's kinda awkward for me to write in it. But like me and S better end up together. Al

"No. We should apologize instead." We held each other and broke down in tears. Leonard was still in a critical stage. Meanwhile, the content of his diary was published on the Internet. The diary recorded every moment we had spent together. I sat on the bench outside the ICU, and my phone kept vibrating. "Liv, have you seen the news? Leonard's diary has gone viral on the Internet!" "Oh my God! You guys had such great memories together!" "He loves you so much…" I tapped on my phone. The topic at the top of the trending list read, "high school memories of Leonard Burton."

Opening the notebook, I was beyond shocked to find that it was not just a notebook, but a diary, I wanted to close it, I didn't want to intrude to her privacy, not when she was no more and I was most probably the cause for her death, but just before I could, a certain note written on it piqued my interest,"Kevin,I really love you,so much,where are you,I miss you so much, just this one line made my heart thump like crazy,I could tell that she really loved me,just like I loved her,and thinking that reading her diary would tear me up,I went ahead and hurriedly closed it,but a small paper fell from the notebook, which piqued my interest, because unlike the notebook, the paper seemed more aged, a

To turn this place upside down for clues. And I did, rummaging through her drawers I found a diary. A red diary with a happy Valentine written on it. This must be very cheap, I thought internally before opening it to see what's inside. And yes I found something there are some pictures of her and -- I don't know who. She is with a man in every single one of these pictures, smiling happily. She looks like she is in love or something. I flipped the image to find a name. Where is he now? Had they broken up?

Her heart ached, and Kacy could not wait to vent her hatred. Why should she care about Blaky Sudan, why should she push open the door and enter? If she did not fall in love with Blaky Sudan, she did not send him water that night... But it's too late. Unconsciously, Kacy turned the last page and wanted to finish reading and burn the diary directly, but was completely stunned by its contents. October 22, 2018 - Goodbye, Kacy ... I do not care about anyone, but you are the one I was most worried about.

"Dear Diary, what do you offer a man who seemingly possesses everything this world could offer? Wealth, power, allure, respect – every material possession imaginable. Finding a birthday or wedding gift for someone like him feels like an impossible task, but then a spark of inspiration struck me. I'll share with you a secret, something known to no one else on this vast earth. It's just between you and me... here it goes." I turned to the last written page, and the remaining pages were blank. As I read the final entry, everything changed. "I love Vincenzo Capone and intend to give him my confession as our wedding gift on our wedding night. He can acquire anything in this world, but my love for

Dear Diary, “What a day. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start. First, I got kidnapped, i don’t even know what to say about that , i am still in shock . Then, Rue came for me like some movie hero. And now… he almost saw you. He almost saw EVERYTHING I’ve written about him. God, if he had, I’d be six feet under right now from embarrassment and it’s crazy how i am worried about that instead of my main secret , i am stupidly in love that i forget about it sometimes . .

Four years ago, I’d thought it made me look cool. God… I was so stupid. I tossed it onto the bed and reached into the box again. This time, my fingers closed around something smooth. A book. I wiped the dust off the cover with my palm—and froze. It wasn’t just any book. It was my diary from high school. I always waited each year for summer to write down what had taken place over the previous months. Slowly, I opened it to a random page and read. Dearest Diary, On February 24th, 2020, Liam Kayne finally asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes.

Or will you always be chasing that first, brutal, ice-to-fire penetration on the parlor rug? You traded loneliness for an eternity with a passion that was born from despair. You warmed a ghost back to life with the heat of your own orgasms. That’s a hell of a love story. It’s also a hell of a horror story. And I think, for you, that’s exactly the point. Her thumb slipped between the pages again. “And… If this is real, can I have the address?” she added dryly. Then she opened the diary and turned to the next page.

"Didn't I tell you that you're the only woman he loves deeply? One more reason I came here. I want to give this to you." She got stunned when the old woman suddenly handed her a familiar notebook that she was starting to recognize. To her surprise, it was the diary she owned way back in her high school days. The diary where she chronicled all her feelings to Thyago way back in her teenage days, the diary where it all began...