Dork Diaries Age Group Novels & Stories

“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?”

And Diory. Oh, Diory. Diory was sent into this world as a punishment for me, I'm sure. She's only fourteen but she's already a ball of energy. Bad energy, if I'm honest. Sometimes I'm afraid to even cross glances with her because I seriously think a demon reincarnated in my beautiful, precious daughter and sometimes it takes over her body.

We have a mutual understanding and It makes things a whole lot easier. Being a witch is serious business and although some mortals are open minded enough to not judge and understand, let's be realistic, witches and humans just don't match. Especially with the aging. As witches, we start aging a little bit slower once we reach the age of twenty. We don't blend with humans due to this reason. It will raise a lot of suspicion. Being a witch is hard work if you ask me. Kali is an incredible warlock, and all the other teenagers in our coven look up to him.

Dmitri's sly smile adorned his cheek. Erin swiftly intervened, snatching the mysterious drug from Dmitri. It was pink, resembling candy for kids. Unaware of her friends' activities outside of school or during such parties, Erin, being the youngest among them, discovered Dmitri was nineteen, Jenna and Michael shared the same age, eighteen. Daryl, if her memory served her right, was still seventeen. "You're so dull, Erin! It's just a simple headache medicine," Shania stifled a giggle. "It's alright, Erin!" Daryl's cheeks turned a shade of red.

Mum says sobbing as she takes over for drake “a 9 year old girl, an 10 year old boy, She clears her throat as I grab onto drake for dear life, holding him tightly. “An 11 year old girl, 15 year old twins, both whom were boys, a 16 year old girl” The room just falls apart, having no idea how to handle this much death. Even pack wars had rules, kids did not come into it. They are the future, even packs we hate send their kids to our orphanage, they know we wouldn’t hurt them.

The boy seemed to be the proudest of them all. These boys were harmless, they were just a lot older than Dave. While he was 5 years old and in first grade, they ranged between the ages 13 to 15 and only one of them was in grade seven while the other two were in grade six. Still, that did not make them good kids, they were smoking while they were underage.

Dork. -"I like you. You don't talk a lot." I said to him trying to insult him. And for the first time, I saw his little smile. His chest raised and I heard small vibration of a laugh. Why he is not angry? I didn't expect this reaction... Soon his eyes traveled again to the road. Those eyes... he has seen in his small life more than other kids of his age. He looks now sadder, older, and smarter despite his young age. How old he is nineteen, twenty? He is even younger than Lilliana. Yes, he saw a lot. Everybody's eyes are changing when they meet with a god of death. And from his eyes, I can say that he was visited by it not once or twice.

She said standing up to face him. "Oh mother,I had known since I was twelve.I heard it, when you were discussing it with your most trusted councillor Jemy.Mother....................." Zoire suddenly became angry. "Enough of your foolish talks , either you like it or not, Erimense will be partaking in the duel,and there is nothing you can do about it". Zoire said in a cold tone. Darl shook his head,and sneared. "Mother,I still find it difficult to know why you can so gruesome.............."

And I’m pretty embarrassed to admit the fact that I learned all of these types through my hook-up days and because I’ve slept with possibly each one of the tribe. “Twinks are typically the younger ones, usually around the age of late teens to twenty-five.” Dianna felt the need to take over the spotlight from me and I guess she noticed I’m just naming them and I’m not really explaining what they are. “They have slim to average physique, have a youthful appearance with little to no hair, hence, you. You’re a twink. Speaking of twink, you look really young.” Dianna noticed it and I knew I had to do something. “He’s…..”

Zara commented taking a sip of her beer. "True," Darian agreed. Darian was the oldest of the bunch being, 18. Zara and Marcus was 17. Jordan and Trix were 16. The twins who were no were in sight were also 16. They all had met each other a year ago when they helped each other out of a bunch of sticky situations. "Yeah, well I don't want to have to deal with my parents, if the school calls." "20,000 words in one night, that's not exactly a walk in the park," Darian stated.