Diary Nakal Novels & Stories

Nikita's POV I had lost track of time, hours slipping by in the cold, damp dungeon. The walls felt like they were closing in, the weight of the past bearing down on me. My hands had begun to shake as I flipped through the journals, each page revealing more of the atrocities I had committed under my father's orders. I could hear the distant echoes of footsteps, but I didn’t look up. My eyes stayed fixed on the words in front of me. The cruel reality of my past reflected on each page.

I asked but Ingrid shook her head. "No clue, I think the name faded." My heart skipped a beat. “Open it.” We sat cross-legged on the floor in the middle of the aisle, the diary resting on my lap. The entries were neatly written, dating back almost forty years. The early pages detailed council meetings, skirmishes between border packs, political marriages… nothing that mattered to me. And then we saw it. June 12. I saw her again today. Rina. Amongst the sea of women who painted their faces for attention, she hid hers. Not in shame. Not in fear. But in defiance. The more they reached out to me, the more she tried to disappear. I had to know her name.

Hmm". She stood up and crossed the room leaning on the desk and looked straight into his eyes. "I'm uncomfortable." Elias complained. She didn't say anything. Just got up and went back to her seat "Do you know about the journal? The ultimate journal, that records all secrets, can grant power and...." "Yea, I've heard enough, the dark journal. Blah blah blah. She's some kind of guardian."

"While coming, Naina had put something in my bag. And told me to open it only after reaching my office. When I went to the office and opened my bag, I found some letters and her diary in it. When I read it, I came to know that someone wants to kill her." "What?" Sameer exclaimed in shock. "Yes. There wasn't any name mentioned in any letter. Just he had used the name, Devil. Take this. It's Naina's diary. She has asked me to give this to you. Maybe, you will get some clue as to where Devil has taken her." Sameera Handed Him Naina's Diary. "So much happened and she didn't even feel necessary to tell me anything." Sameer Seethed looking at the diary.

He was hesitant and continued, “it’s ok if you don’t want to tell me.” I took a deep breath and told him a little secret about myself. Something which was between me and Akansha, which not even my Mumma knew. “Arnav ji, this is my diary. My second best friend in the whole world. And it is alright that you ask. I don’t mind.” Arnav nodded. “So, do you write anything specific in there?” “It can be anything really, just depends on the situation…how I’m feeling I keep it with me,” I gave him a stern look, “and nobody is supposed to read it.”

Dear Diary, I’ve decided to keep a book recording all my days here at High Hill, should make pleasant reading in the future! Well, let’s start with the basics. I’m Gabriel; surname’s irrelevant as I’d rather not link myself to my parents. I’m 15; average height, wavy mousey brown hair, hazel brown eyes, and I’ve just arrived on my first day here. My parents sent me here because apparently public school isn’t good enough for me. But the reason they don’t know is that my parents would rather not have a son like me around them, snobbish twats. I’m just not good enough for them because I’m gay... Oh yes, did I not mention, I’m gay...and single... and full of a house with lots of boys in it. Oh b

Soft at first. Nina tilted her head. Let him. Jake watched, then kissed her shoulder. His fingers unzipped her dress from the back. Slow pull. The fabric slid down her arms. Exposed her bra. Black lace. Matching panties underneath. She stood up. Let the dress drop to the floor. Stood there in lingerie. Mike and Jake stared. Eyes hungry. Nina turned around. Showed off her ass. Round and firm. She hooked her thumbs in the bra straps. Slid them down. Unclasped it.

It may be innocent, and if it is, I only have to question him on the weapon, and nothing else. Nakoa grabs the journal we have all been eyeing, while Zavian and I sift through the paper. Nothing much is revealed, other than rather boring political letters between Kailor and Tai, and other leaders in different districts. “These entries are quite boring," Nakoa notes, squinting to read Tai's writing. Knowing Tai has always kept a personal journal, I reach out for it, wanting a glimpse into his private thoughts. “Let me have a look.” Examining the page, I realise these entries are from a few years go.

I can only conclude because this is not written in the diary either. "Does Duna actually know what a diary is?" I complained. After storing the ID Card and mercenary ID in the drawer, I took some packets of cookies from the cupboard and read the diary again. If I look again, the first few pages have been torn. Maybe Duna used to write a diary, but suddenly made this book into a notebook. Starting from the Xenobeast category, mercenary system, base system, to how to use guns and laser swords. January 27, 3043

But before she could apologize; "Fine! When you're done throwing tantrums, you know where to find me." He snapped and angrily drove off. Nicky stared after him for seconds until a weak tear dropped. What had she done? She sniffed hurtfully and hugged the familiar figure behind her... *** ( Astheria, Australia. ) Natalia closed her grandma's diary and locked it up in one of her desk's drawers. She'd found it in the secret safe which only the Santiana's knew of.