Dork Diaries Book 2 Novels & Stories

But I know I’m not the same person anymore. I remember that fateful night when it all began. Carnegie Hall. My date with Jonah. And then…intermission. My….feeding? Killing someone? I still can’t remember. I only know what they told me. I know that I did something that night, but it’s all a blur. Whatever I did, it still sits like a pit in my stomach. I’d never want to harm anyone. The next day, I felt the change in myself. I was definitely becoming stronger, faster, more sensitive to light. I smelled things, too. Animals were acting strangely around me, and I felt myself acting strangely around them.

◆◆◆ 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.

Why can't I remember anything? I put my index fingers on both sides of my head and slightly massage the corners of my head. What a horrible dream. I think to myself. I get out of bed, brush my teeth and grab my phone before heading downstairs. I start texting Kali. Me : I had a terrible dream last night. There was a girl who looked exactly like me except her eyes were completely black. Kali : You have an evil alter ego? Me : Very funny. Kali : I'll pick you up at 1p.m and you can tell me all about it.

Brain fog for the win. The bath wasn’t yet full enough, but Dianna could wait no longer. She stepped into the tub and lowered herself gingerly, hissing as her bare arse sank into the scalding water. It had to be hot for it to make any difference, but man, that first touch always burned. She settled herself against the end of the tub and took another long drink before bringing her iPad to life and navigating to the book she was reading. Dragon shifters this time, not wolf shifters. It was appropriate, considering the way Jack looked at her reminded her of a dragon.

‘You can borrow that if you like,’ Diamanda said, looking up briefly from the wafer-thin portable computer notepad she’d pulled out of her other pocket. ‘Er... Thanks.’ He closed the book, not daring to read further. The prose was inflammatory to say the least, at a moment when his senses were burning already. One of the strangest, most compelling women he’d ever met was consulting an electronic diary to see if she could fit him in for a sexual quickie! It seemed about as likely as one of his masturbatory fantasies, and yet it was happening.

And now I'm ready for whatever comes next. I turn toward the tunnel exit. Toward the surface. Toward the people waiting. Toward my future. But as I take the first step, something shifts. Deep in the earth. Beneath the vault. Something ancient responding to the bonding. A presence. Massive. Old. Waking. Not the stone. Something else. Something that's been sleeping under Iron Valley for centuries. And my bonding just woke it up. --- **[End of Chapter 146]**

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.

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.