Diary Cinta Novels & Stories

“There’s nothing here.” Agnes looks at me, her face lined with concern. “What now?” she asks. I pull Sarah’s diary out of my bag, flipping it open. The words leap off the page, their intimacy almost too much to bear. “Christopher took me horseback riding today,” I read aloud, my voice hollow. “And it couldn’t be more magical, just like it was in college.” The entries are detailed, each word dripping with affection and longing. Sarah writes about their love, how they were meant to be together, how hard it was to marry other people.

And it hit me hard. "Right. You're the kind of siblings who lick each other's fingers, the kind who spend the night alone in a tent and think it's no big deal. "You'd even leave your wife buried in an avalanche just to save your 'sister'. Yeah, that's some touching sibling love you've got there." That set Clement off. Not wanting to entertain his insults, I hung up. While he was still overseas, I took the chance to move out. Before we got married, I had worked hard and bought myself a small place—about 500 square feet.

“Oh, I’m sorry.. “ she immediately apologized. I turned to pick it up but it was open and the caption at the page caught my eye. It was the first page and the caption “My forbidden secret love” was boldly written on the first page. “Secret love?”. I spoke out loud surprised that the book was a love diary. I was curious and was about to flip through the pages. “It’s late, we need to go…” a friend of mine, Sara, she called me from where she stood close to her car and I quickly put the journal in my handbag and followed her.

Sighing deeply, the young woman reached for the diary and opened to the first page, her fingers running across the brown colored paper absentmindedly. She reached out for the blue pen on the dresser, her body slightly quivering in anticipation as she silently contemplated shutting the diary like she usually did, only this time she didn’t want to do that. Only this time, she actually had a story to tell. Sighing deeply again, Natalie uncapped the pen, and for the first time ever, she wrote in the diary; Dear Diary, I met someone today.

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.

"After you left, Adrian became a little crazy. He would scribble in this diary every day, but I have no idea what he's written in there. On the day he found you, he said he wanted you to read the diary once he brought you back, but now, he… I took the liberty of getting the diary for you. Read it if you can." Salvatori turned to enter Adrian's room after that. I sat on a chair while holding on to the diary. I had no idea how long I sat there until I slowly opened the diary, which had gone yellow at the edges. [March 20, 2018. Ella and I are officially a couple, and this diary is the first present she gave me. I'm so happy and so excited about this. I'll make sure to cherish this diary and lo

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She realized that the door is not locked, she moved backward to lock it up. And then came back and sat with Ciri on top of the bed. "So what's it that you said you want to tell me about today?" Ciri said to Diana. And then Diana started replying with a low voice "It is about... umm... you see right now" "You don't have to be told by anyone, not even me, you don't need anyone to tell you that..." "Am in love with you Diana, you can feel how much I love you right?"

Rhino was unknowingly making promises in his heart, saying, "'In any case, Calista will not suffer any more. I will do what I have to do for her. That innocent girl will not suffer any more. And she will do what she wants to do." -------------------------------- Calista was sitting in the campus feeling bad. She was feeling very bad for her diary. She remembered her diary and said to herself, "Grandmother bought it for me with so much love. I used to write all my thoughts in this diary. Like my grandmother, I used to write all my thoughts in that diary since I grew up. Gradually the diary became my dearest friend. And in the end it also left me." In the midst of Calista's thoughts, Ezlyn cam

It is old but seems to be well cared for. “Diary? Who uses a diary now? ” I whispered to myself as I hurried to open it. I was not mistaken. It was indeed a diary. Stoney isn’t a pure stone at all. He’s a softie. Funny that there were still drawings around the notebook cover back then. This is really it. I can already feel the MMK-like story of Cormac. . . the story that will win us over to AFA 2020. The first entry in that diary came to me. It was dated sixteen years ago. March 21, 2004.