Dork Diaries Book 2 Novels & Stories

Pondering how he knew I was searching for it, he probably had Strange Magic too but… wouldn’t he need it as well. I peered over at Daisy who was having trouble with one of the pages, slowly I crawled up to her covering her eyes with my hands. “Want to guess.” I cheered keeping my hands on her eyes she hummed, tapping her finger on her bottom lip. “I don’t know, Snow is that you. Hex is it that annoying shifter that shares a bunker with me from our grade. " She grind her teeth, annoyed as if it was her having chills going down her spine. I laughed knowing she would say something like that. I sat the book in front of her book on “All Species Guide”, she gasp as I sat down to the chair next to

She never drank, but she didn’t see the harm in a few sips, especially after what she’d been through. She held her journal on her lap, page open, a pen in one hand and the glass in the other. She had been holding it for 20 minutes now. She had no idea where to begin. She’d never had trouble writing before, but this time was different. The events of the last several days had been too dramatic, too hard to process. This was the first time she sat still and relaxed. The first time she had felt even remotely safe. She decided it was best to begin at the beginning. What had happened. Why she was here. Who she even was. She needed to process it. She wasn’t even sure if she knew the answers herself

◆◆◆ Chapter 2 ◆◆◆ I spent the entire weekend hiding in my apartment, ignoring texts from classmates who suddenly found me fascinating for all the wrong reasons. The humiliation replayed on loop as my own words, my deepest, most depraved fantasies, were read aloud in front of everyone while Darian Rho watched with those unreadable dark eyes that seemed to strip me bare without ever touching me. Monday morning, I discovered my diary was missing. Tuesday afternoon, the first text arrived from an unknown number: “Page 23. The elevator fantasy. Creative use of the emergency stop button.”

DANIEL I jolted awake from what seemed to have been a wet dream, with a hard c*ck and soiled briefs. I got it bad, I know. I glanced at the bedside clock briefly, before turning over and continue sleeping. It was my off day. I wiggled trying to get a comfy position and closed my eyes. I tried to fall back to sleep, but a certain brown-eyed boy and our steamy encounter the previous night, assaulted my mind.

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.

And most of them hated me because I lived with him, ate with him, rode to school with him, and apparently that meant I was sleeping with him. I wasn't. Never had. Never would. But rumors don't need truth to survive in a pack full of bored teenagers with super hearing. The worst part was the insults had gotten meaner lately. Dead parents. Being human. Being beneath them. All fair game apparently. I never told Diane about the worst of it. She would burn this school to the ground and I didn't need anyone fighting my battles for me. We pulled into his parking spot and sure enough, the welcome committee was already there. A cluster of girls in too tight clothes and too sweet smiles, all angled to

He half heartedly apologized as his laugh came to an end. “So, you’re apparently going through the same thing I’m going through. Heat”. Dario said, looking into her eyes to gauge her reaction. “But I’m not a wolf”. She says, looking like a confused puppy. All Dario thought in this moment was how adorable she was. “Yes, but you’re not a creature we even know anything about. Trent and James had read it in this book. He said as he handed over a dark green, hard cover book to her. This left her wondering why all the books, and information they found on Oscuras, were always either in black on dark green, but she swallowed her question.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

I blurted after a few more minutes of silence and Dorian's lips only quirked in response. frustration brimmed under my skin but all that evaporated when Dorian finally stopped in the parking lot of a movie theatre, its marquee glowing in the evening light. i squinted at the board in front displaying the play. The Boys In the Band. my eyes widened in shock because...that was my fucking favorite book! it had gone missing on my bookshelf a few weeks ago and I couldn't ask anyone in the frat house about it because well, it was a gay movie and I could as well scream my sexuality from a rooftop instead of asking them.

But before dusk, the corridors would run red, and my spellbook would be home. ★ ★ ★ Diana’s POV The morning tasted of wet stone and possibility. For once I walked to Ashmoor with a spring in my step, backpack snug against my shoulders, the weight of textbooks inside oddly light. Today was the last day: after years of insulting whispers in school hallways, the tight coil of high school would unwind. No more whispered notes in my locker. No more being the girl everyone thought could be pushed. Just one more exam, and then… Escape. I filled my lungs with the air, imagining the road unspooling ahead; my mother at my side, the money we have saved from university sponsors. A future. A clean start.