Dork Diaries 2 Novels & Stories

Maybe I had been fooling myself. But I didn’t say anything. At that moment, I decided to prioritize myself. Dad didn’t stop; his remarks continued until I put my name on the map. With each new height came new expectations. It’s suffocating to be a Blackwood. “Marlene!” April called, throwing her hands up when she noticed I wasn’t listening. “Marlene, we’ve been having this class for three weeks. Maybe you need a break, some inspiration. The theme of the dance is Burning Flame—you’re supposed to burn, not…” she trailed off as I let the scarf loose and walked out.

Actually, it was just a hurdle race that you tried to master in the best possible way and very few were lucky enough to reach the goal in the end. My parents didn't have it. When Cherry uttered a moan and crawled purring out from under the bed, I followed her with my eyes and noticed that Reese was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, watching me silently. "Have you recently gone under the voyeurs, or why are you standing there and secretly watching me?" "Counter question, why are you hiding here in the bedroom?" Cherry moaned again, then purring around Reese's legs and then strolling out of the bedroom with her tail raised to do her jokes somewhere else.

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON There was no doubt that we were toxic, foolish and naïve. Blinded by the mere thought of an everlasting tension. And it sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen. I sat there, watching people dance to the erotic music, The lights constantly changed color illuminating the room with bright neon colors. blue. red. pink. purple. Each time the colors changed, so did my thoughts.

I felt under it and found a locked diary. The lock was a simple combination lock. I tried her birthday and her student ID number, but the lock still wouldn't open. Annoyed, I threw the diary back under her pillow. I was sure the secret I was looking for was inside. After taking a deep breath, I started to search every nook and cranny of the room. Then, I finally found a photo frame hidden in the crevice between her mattress and bed frame. The photo within the frame was a group photo. In the photo, two girls who looked exactly alike stood side by side with bright smiles.

"Peach, there is no time for all these questions. It is a dinner date so you have to put on one of your best flare gowns." I lost my appetite and was irritated by my parent’s dictatorial behavior. Their arrogance was unbelievable. I stood up and all the utensils clinged and clanged as I aggressively dropped them. I hurried up to my room and began to cry. Ariana followed behind me to probably speak with me as it should be. I got to my room and threw myself on the bed and cried my retinas out. Then Ariana creaked the hinges of my door slowly open and came in.

“You can’t tell me you’re a virgin. I mean, sure, you’re a complete dork, but still… Pretty-boy football star like you? I’m not buying it.” The dork term caught me off guard. I’d never once thought of Wick Webster as dorkish. But if he was a dork, then he was a sweet, loyal, trustworthy dork trapped in a hot guy’s body, that was for damn sure. “I didn’t say I was a virgin,” he mumbled defensively to his sister. “I’m just saying it’s been long enough that I would know by now if I had anything. Alright?” Folding her arms over her chest, Darcy narrowed her eyes. “Oh really?” Obviously not impressed, she asked, “Has it been over a year?”

Armand’s eyes pierced through Ariana and Matteo, who were still engaged in a serious conversation. “I’m a 28-year-old man who can’t get my dick hard in the presence of a beautiful woman ... my wife would think I’m handicapped ... doctor, I can’t have that ... now you better pray that whatever it is you’re prescribing me is going to make my wife cum tonight ...” he took a sharp glance at the doctor. He knew the consequences if Armand Lombardo did not get what he asked for.

Walks around the desk. Her heels click on the floor. 'You want that promotion, right?' I nod. My heart beats fast. 'Good. But you have to earn it. Show me how bad you want it.' She points to the floor. 'Kneel.' I drop to my knees. The carpet is soft under me. She unzips her skirt. Lets it fall. Black panties show. She pulls them down. Her pussy is shaved. Smooth skin. Then she opens a drawer. Takes out a strap-on harness. Black dildo attached. Thick and veined. About seven inches long.

Make you come untouched. I whimpered, hand moving faster. Me: Yes. Fuck yes. Me: Want your cum inside me. Want to feel it leaking out. Dorian: You’ll get it. Every drop. Dorian: Come for me now, baby. Imagine me filling you up. I shoved my face into the pillow and came hard, shaking, biting fabric to stay quiet. My whole body buzzed. Me: Holy crap. Wrecked. Dorian: Good boy. Dorian: Clean up. Drink some water. Try to sleep.

I chuckled and want to interject to their conversation but the teacher came and we start our introduction of ourselves and I don't like it. It's my turn to introduce myself and I came in front but didn't notice the space between the teacher's table and I accidentally bump and almost stumble to it but I hold my balance and I apologize to my teacher. I hear some whispers but I ignore them and I introduce myself and flash my killer smile before I go back to my seat. As I glance at the fair skin guy, I can see that he was annoyed but also stand when the teacher calls next.