Dork Diaries 2 Novels & Stories

I admit cringing at what a sap I must look. "Show me" Orion holds his hand out for my phone. I give him my phone and he reads it. It pings in his hand and he fakes a shocked face. "Diana just sent you a nude bro.... And let me just say she is looking fiiiiiiine" I scramble up to my feet and Orion runs out the room with my phone. I chase him into the dining area and he runs to the opposite side of the table where I can't reach him.

I dart into the kitchen and scream and laugh like a maniac when I'm picked up from the floor. "I got you now!" Dior announces. "You're all mine for the taking!" I kick with my legs, but Dior hardly seems to notice. I'm in what I would like to call a hedgehog position, all rolled-up and helpless as Dior dances around with me. "You smell so sweet," Dior nibbles at my neck, sucking in a sensitive spot that makes me cry out. "Oh, are you ticklish? How amusing." "No, stop that! Put me down, please!" I'm laughing tears and barely breathing. I judge I've gone into shock. "Help me! Finn! Anyone! Dior is harassing me!"

Ann whispered to Jessica, “and there is this strange bite mark on my inner thigh.” “You left with that sexy guy we saw in the hallway. Maybe you drank too much,” Jessica whispered back with a chuckle. Jessica wasted no time and flashes Dario a sexy smile. Dario felt a bit uncomfortable. He picked up the Math textbook that was heavily marked with sticky notes. He opens it at the bookmark that Miss Wangberg placed and quickly looked over the page. “Let us get started with today's math lesson. Please open your textbooks on page 107. Would anyone like to explain to the class their understanding of example 98?” Dario asked, not expecting an answer from the students. He was about to make his way t

She said in a deep voice. We ended up laughing and rolling on the garden floor all the while feeling something burning through my back. It felt like someone's eyes. Or should I say, Something's eyes. ¶•¶•¶•¶•¶ I

“You don't need another talk on the implications of teenage pregnancy, do you?” “Thanks mother,” I beamed. “Gross!” I grimaced at her last words. She rolled her eyes then carried up the plates. I kissed Malcolm's fluffy brown-haired head. “Come on buddy, let's go watch Dora,” I carried him up. “Yay!” He threw his hands around my neck making me giggle. Getting up to my room, I set him on the bed and took my laptop from my desk where it had been charging. After putting in my password and preventing Malcolm from hitting any keys, I opened my files and sought out his beloved Dora. He's the reason her big head was still in my laptop, left to me, she wouldn't even be in my recycle bin.

I saw my bedroom door was still closed. "You don't lock your door," said Daliah. I was stunned, holding my forehead, it felt like I had locked the door of my room "I think your mind is very messy that's why you are not too focused. Look at this doll, it's already very wet because of your tears." Daliah pointed to the SpongeBob doll on the doll's cheek.

Zev’s tongue becomes more insistent, licking my eyes in a non-verbal way of tell me to open them. “Zev,” I say, my gravelly voice startling me. I slowly open my eyes and see Zev’s big face looking down at me. He whines softly, rubbing his face against mine. “I’m okay,” I murmur. I hear the bones snap and suddenly I’m in Dimitri’s arms. “Ayda! Oh, goddess, Ayda. I was so worried about you.” I press my face against his throat, breathing in his leather and tobacco scent. I can still feel the vibrations of Zev’s purring through Dimitri’s body.

I said and before she could say more words, I pushed her out of my room gently, banging the door on her face. Now lying on my back with my gaze on the ceiling, I tried to get some sleep but my mind kept creating scenarios. I was only able to drift into sleep the following morning but a call from Dexter interrupted it. “What's it?” “I found the person behind the fire outbreak in Wesley's home.” He spoke with an excited tone. “Fine, give him a heads up.” I grunted, throwing my feet off the bed as my eyes lingered on the door. “What about Thorne? It would be nice shoving some fingers into his eyes, you know.”

What is written inside it? She did not sleep. She sat at her small desk with her laptop open and the cursor blinking in an empty search bar and thought about where you even begin when what you are looking for has no name and no shape and the only person who knows anything about it is a girl who tried to kill you four hours ago. She typed: dark journal occult. Deleted it. Typed: ancient journals with hidden locations. Deleted that too. She pushed back from the desk and pressed her palms flat on her knees and stared at the ceiling.

UNKNOWN DIARYYY, Just her mere presence in my vicinity, and I can already feel myself becoming strongerrr. I saw her naked body today, Diary… she was taking a shower, wanted to get rid of all the dirt she had on her from packing or so she said. I could see her through the walls, Diary —lots of demons like me do this to unsuspecting girls all over the world who manage to catch our attention, you know? — And you have no idea how I wished she could sense my presence, but I’m not that strong yet!