Diary Of A Passion Novels & Stories

Ariana hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out and opened the black box. Inside was a notebook with a gray cover. Her eyes widened in disbelief. Dazed, she stood rooted to the ground and felt her eyes sting. She then choked. It was her diary. She had written down her affection and feelings for Spencer when they first got married, as she had no other way to express them. Every word and every line was filled with her hopes for love and her deep attachment to Spencer. Later, she had gradually sealed her heart away, and this diary had been locked and tucked away in the corner. She never imagined Spencer would find it, let alone read it.

Emma’s POV **Diary Entry – Zurich:** *Zurich is breathtaking, with the lake shimmering under the sun. As I stand by the water, I hear a familiar voice—David. My heart warms at the sound, even though I know he’s forbidden to me. David, with his kindness and the way he makes me feel special, is someone I can’t truly have. I’m not worthy of him, and I fear what Michael might do if he finds out about our connection. When David confesses his feelings, I’m torn. I tell him I’m not good enough, that I can’t give him what he deserves. But when he asks for just one date, I can’t say no. I want to feel cherished and loved, even if just for a day. The time we spend together is magical—he shows me what

“I just want to show you what a male is in bed, clearly Brandon didn't.” “Bill, get away from me! Divorce is the only thing I want from you! I don't even want your kisses, your caresses, much less feel you inside me! You disgust me!” Fury flared noticeably in Bill's eyes. “So I disgust you? Then you'll stay locked up here until you get over your disgust.” And after saying that, Bill left, slamming the door shut with a loud bang. I immediately ran to the door, but it was locked.

“With Javier, I never have to wonder. He tells me exactly how he feels. He doesn’t hesitate.” Jessy exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down her face. “Haven, I love you, but this is some serious soap opera shit.” I let out a shaky laugh, half-choked, half-bitter. “Tell me about it.” Her tone turned firm, cutting through the mess in my head. “Listen. Passion feels amazing—it sweeps you up, it makes your heart race, it makes you feel alive. But passion isn’t the same as love. Don’t confuse the two.”

He called out one last time but the lady disappeared from his sight. Damien's eyes flooded open. His eyes staring at the ceiling. He was dreaming again. Dreaming of her. He always only dreamt of her pleasuring him and never her getting naked and him making love to her. He slightly closed his eyes as the sun was reflecting towards him from the open window. He adjusted his eyes to the reflecting sun. He placed both his palms on his face and sighed. When was he going to confess his feelings to her. It's been many years since he fell in love with her and he hadn't gathered the courage to tell her his true feelings. He looked downwards and saw his manhood had awakened due to the erotic dream he h

Could there be a pen in here? There was a diary, but it didn’t have a pen attached. I spent a couple of minutes leafing through its pages, seeing if I could unearth anything of interest, but it seemed to be work related and mostly in code. Having not the time or energy to decipher its treasures, I eventually stuffed it back in its hidey hole, mostly in despair, as it seemed that I would have to trudge back to my locked cell in defeat. It wasn’t the grand finale I was hoping for, but in all fairness, I hadn’t done a bad evening’s work - I’d have to be content with that.

PROMO : 1 B : what the hell are you doing here ? G : what is this ? Huh Wouldn't you welcome me. I know you must be bored with her So I am here for you as a distraction & trust me I am a lot hotter than her . B : Just shut up & get out from here. G : Don't glare at me Hottie . You know I have something which is very important for you. If I will open my mouth Infront of media then you know very well the consequences will not be good for you & your family.

All-day, Bianca had been really annoyed by Xavier's words. For Bianca, Xavier is a person full of confidence. Who would want to seduce a cruel man like him? That's what Bianca had in mind. Sweat dripped down her face, tired from working all day made her body feel weak again. When it was getting late, Bianca returned to her room. Bianca was a little surprised to find a pile of clothes on the bed. With a limp, the woman approached and found a piece of paper on top of the shirt.

he ignored my question and called the server. “Do you have anything spicy here?” “Um...like what?” “Never mind, Do you have French fries?” “Yes.” “I will bring it.” When the server left, he turned to me. “Then what’s that note? Any study stuffs.” “It’s my diary. I will write about myself and my daily life. But I don’t feel like writing it anymore” “Why?” he said without taking his eyes off me. “Cause nothing good happens in my life, so why should I have one. I want life to be happy, interesting with a little of passion, adventure, love which I never found.”

“I don’t want you to lose your job. They stared at each other with mutual understanding. And suddenly, they were painfully aware that they were alone in the house. She got excited and could almost feel her wetness slide down her thigh as her chest heaved up and down. Without warning, Elio moved towards her, lust and darkness in his eyes.