Diary Nakal Novels & Stories

Honestly, I’d never seen my money put to such satisfying use. “Aliya,” Nala began, rummaging through her bag until she pulled out something that resembled a diary. “You helped me months ago, and I promised you justice. It hasn’t been easy, especially since your mother passed away years back and every evidence might have died with her—but I always keep my word.” She slid the weathered book across the table. I narrowed my eyes, studying it with caution. “That belonged to your mum,” Nala added softly. My breath hitched, eyes widening as my trembling hands reached for the book. I remembered how she used to lock it away every time I tried to peek inside. And now… it was here, in front of me. Mayb

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.

Not tight jeans because Noriko's mother would never let her dress sluttily. Kristen smiled. This was the perfect chance for her to write that next story in her diary. A naughty tingle rippled through her. She had this kinky idea that Noriko liked her daddy. She knew it wasn't true, but the fantasy was what made Kristen's pussy so hot. If my family only knew what dirty, dirty pervert I was, thought Kirsten as she rose and headed for the stairs, they would all lose their minds. She reached her bedroom and slipped inside. She closed the door and headed toward us. She unlocked the drawer and took out the diary. Bound in leather. She couldn't believe she found it at the Dollar Tree. It was a stea

He leaned against the bed, raking his fingers through his hair. “This is useless,” he muttered, his voice rough with disappointment. Nicole opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes suddenly caught on something wedged between the books on the shelf. A worn leather spine, smaller than the rest. She reached for it and pulled it free. “A diary,” she whispered, holding it up. Daniel immediately straightened, his pulse quickening. “Let me see.” But before he could take it, Nicole flipped it open. Her eyes scanned the first page—just one word written in bold, confident letters:

My naughty diary. It sat there looking almost the same as I left it — closed, in the same spot. But it’s obvious someone has touched it, because the pen was on the left side instead of the right. The corner of the cover was lifted just a tiny bit, there’s no doubt someone has gone through your private things and that could only be one person. Nico He also noticed, his eyes followed me to the diary. “I saw every shit you had about me in that book,” he muttered, his voice low and rough, almost guilty but not really.

“Naku, matatagalan na naman yan dyan. Halika na sabayan mo na ako Mamang.” “Hi baby, happy 18th birthday. Dalaga na ang anak ko at from where I am right now nakikita kong lumaki kang maganda at napakabait na bata. I’m so proud of you,” ito ang laman ng unang pahina ng diary ni Mahalia. 'yon lang at tuluyan nang kumawala ang iyak ni Tala. Maraming sinabi ang ina, nagpaliwanag itong muli tungkol sa naging desisyon nitong ipakasal siya nang maaga.

With a shaky breath, I put them back in the box and looked at the diary. “Just do it, Nina. You need to know the truth.” I finally picked up the diary and undid the slim rope keeping the thick leather diary close. ____ A. Gupta

The first page was blank and a sigh left her lips, but her heart resumed its marathon again as she reached forward to the next page. " Hey, I'm Nora. Nora Luke and I'm an omega. My father is the lake pack former beta and one of the unlucky she-wolf out there. If you come across this diary, note that it's my personal property and I'll expect you to respect my privacy because it holds my secrets and feelings,"

Looking through Sasha's diary page by page, it seems that every page is related to Kacy. Blaky Sudan unconsciously recalled that Kacy was like a little tail behind Sasha, and Sasha loved her only sister. A soft radian is drawn from the corner of the lips. At this time, Blaky Sudan seems to be back in the same year. Until, the date of the diary is displayed on December 3, 2010. Seeing the opening words of the diary, Blaky Sudan's hand suddenly tightened and subconsciously closed the diary. He remembered that day was Sasha's coming of age ceremony. They also held a party to celebrate Sasha, but they never knew it. That day became a nightmare of Sasha's life!

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.