Diary Cinta Novels & Stories

A piece of paper was tied to a rock, which had been thrown through the window. “Who the fuck sends messages like this.” I hissed as I bent down to pick the paper up. My hands as I untied the paper and read the message written on it: "Meet me in the woods tomorrow night, alone. I know what you did. -A friend" A chill ran down my spine as I read the words. Who could have written this? And how did they know about Damien's death? The voice in my head sneered, "A friend? More like an enemy, Raven. What have you gotten yourself into?"

Suddenly, I became very curious to see her handwriting and to know what she wrote inside it. I stood up, went to the desk, and took a seat in my chair behind the desk. I grabbed the diary and opened it. My brows lifted when the first page appeared in my eyes. It was adorned with a photograph from our wedding. There was a small note written underneath it. "My married life with the person I love the most." My fingers curled as I read the line again and again. It was just the day we married; how could she write that she had loved me the most?

My first memoir in a new diary. My old diary was filled with stories and stories of girls I've fucked and turned but after this incident that happened on 23/4/2027 I had to start a new diary. So... I was angry that mum was remarrying. I really hate the thought that she couldn't keep her pussy at check after dad's death and jumped into another man's arms. However, she kept reassuring me that it's going to be fine but I hate it as hell.

I said,my voice firm. She nods, her hands on her thighs for balance. I watch her face tighten with effort. A second passes, Then I hear the first trickle. Warm golden piss hits my chest, Splashing against my skin. It's hot, like liquid heat spreading out. The stream is stronger, hitting me right in the center of my chest. running down in rivulets over my nipples and stomach. The smell hits me—sharp, musky, all her. I love it. My chest gets soaked fast.

I'm crying now, I don't want to face him anymore. Love, Vienna Who is the guy I refer to on every page of this diary? Who is the bug I'm calling? Is he my friend's nickname before? July 16, 201* Dear Diary; It's been a few weeks since I haven't written to you and told you about what happened in my day. Because there was a problem here at home and I just feel sad every time I think about it. Do you need to know more? Do I need to tell you more?

The familiar scent of vanilla mixed with cinnamon hit my nostrils as I moved towards her bed while taking in her room. The last time I was here, I was so busy indulging in whatnot that I couldn't take it all in but now it is different. The room was extremely neat just as i expected it to be. “A diary” I muttered examining the book I picked up from her bed, lying open with a pen beside it. My brows deepened in thoughts as i read her entry for today, 20th May 2020 “Dear diary, all I want to talk about is HIM, I simply cannot get him off my head,he is all I think of every now and then, what am I supposed to do?....” I read softly aloud.

I stared at the ceiling and tried closing my eyes but sleep evaded me. I remembered my mother's diaries. I hasitsted but I caved in and went to get them. I placed them on the bed and looked at the for a while like they were pandora's box. Curiosity got the better of me and I grabbed the first one. It was written, Maya's diary, the year 1995. I opened it and saw the first entry. It was titled " Love At First Sight". There was no going back now. Forgive me mom, I thought to myself as I began going through he love story.

She opened the note. Dear Asha, I love you. I'll wait for you when you're ready. Loving you always, Ronjon

"Hoy Diary kikiligin ka sa ikukwento ko. Kasi kanina. Paano ba 'to. Kasi ano. Kinikilig ako.... Ahhh! Hindi ko maisulat. Wait lang. Hihiyaw muna ako. Arghhhhhhhhhh! Sobrang galing n'yang mag pakilig. Nalaman ko ng Mahal ko na talaga s'ya. Kasi kanina kahit na nakikinig ako sa banda, mas nag focus pa ako sa katabi ko. Pinakita kong nag-eenjoy ako habang nakikinig sa tugtog ng banda pero ang totoo mas nararamdam ko ang hawak n'ya at ang kanta ng westlife. Ngayon fan na talaga ako ng 90's boyband na 'yon. Tulungan mo akong kabisaduhin lahat ng kanta nila. Hehe" "Muntikan na din akong himatayin sa kilig. Alam mo yung feeling na, nangyari ang tatlong list ko sa loob lang ng isang gabi. Nanuod ako

“we have a lot to talk about in our future, but immediately Im discharged we are getting married, i don’t want to risk leaving this world without marrying you “. “Me neither “, I held his cheek and kissed his lips. They were chapped and dry and barely hydrated, but they were alive. I looked at him in his eyes with a future and hope too. “I love you Charlie “. “I love you too Mason “. A/N We have officially come to an end of this Era Please do well to check on my other books. With love. Ceejhay Jones❤️