Dork Diaries Book Set Novels & Stories

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

she explains. Nefertari has us all sit around the water well. The wooden floor is cool against my skin. I shift several times trying to get comfortable. Soren sits next to me, placing his hands in his lap. He drifts his blue eyes over to me. "I never saw the day we would be learning to use such magic," he muses. I lean back against my arms. "Neither did I," I reply. Dovydas chuckles from beside Soren. He turns to get a better look at me.

And coming of age at exactly the wrong time. There was that awful public high school, there was Jonah, the first boy I really had a crush on. There was our first date, my first feeding. I’d been so embarrassed to run out on that date, and even more embarrassed to find myself waking up the next day in a place I didn’t know. And having fed on I didn’t know what.

He stepped up and wrapped his arms around me as we looked out at the view. An hour later Gabe was called back to the office for an emergency meeting, and I browsed through the library in the penthouse and found a book to read. I was far into the book when I thought I heard a noise. I knew Gabe wouldn’t be back this soon, so I got up and searched the apartment and didn't find anything. Maybe I am just hearing things? I walk into the kitchen brewed myself a cup of herbal tea and walked back with my mug into the library to continue reading the romance novel. Once settled on the comfy oversized chair I took a sip of my tea set down the mug then picked up the book. After thirty minutes or so as I

Dolly and her best friend Chesa go on a trip to visit the enchanted river, unaware of the strange happenings in the community living close to it. What will happen if their quest for paradise leads to desperate attempts to survive? and will they ever return home from the nightmare? Black River– Apocalypse Uprising will be centered on a new region and new characters. Can you guess where it will be? It will lead to the conclusion of this book. Can you guess how its finale will end and what the second book of the series will look like?

I flipped the page of my notebook, leaning down to grab my textbook from the door beside my chair. And that’s when the idea struck. Slowly, deliberately, I let the book slip from my fingers. It hit the floor with a soft thud. “Oh—" I bent down immediately to pick it up and the classroom suddenly felt very quiet. Very still. I didn’t rush. Instead, I took my time reaching for the book, my skirt shifting slightly as I moved. A risky move. A deliberate move. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then— Jeff cleared his throat sharply.

I had a stack of books and she left me the magazine since she couldn't take it with her. I pored over that magazine for days. One thing we hadn't really studied was the last pictorial in it, one of two girls. I guess it would have been embarrassing for us to look at it together? I don't know, all I know now was it excited me more than I wanted to admit, even to myself. I found myself pulling a book out of the pile "Women Daring to Love" was the title, and the subtitle was "Daring to Love Women" and reading that. I got halfway through it the first morning and afternoon and that might have been the first time I had four orgasms in the same day. Then the next day I was about to go lay by the po

The once innocent lad is now at the ripe age of ten years old and for five years, learning and living under the headmaster’s world. Within the smallest of rooms and on the bottom floor rest a space that has been lived in for nearly five years. There are two cots on opposite ends of the squared-off chamber and on each end right by the beds are a pair of twin desks. These davenports have been through endless generations of usages it seems. The top of the wooden surface has tally marks and names carved inside the framework. By the looks of it, a knife did most of the work. Its legs are thick and provide a foundation for the four legs to hold up the endless weight of others' subsequent life duri

"What was the book." "Something about a boy who finds a dragon. He's been reading it for two weeks. He reads very slowly because he refuses to use a bookmark so every time he picks it up he starts from the beginning of the chapter to make sure he hasn't missed anything." Darius looked at the drawer where the letters were. "That sounds like someone who doesn't trust things to stay where he left them," he said. "Yes," she said. "It does."

The trio had never for once made me forget my place as the loser in school. A memory of their recent torture took control of my mind and began to replay in my head. It had been a slow day and I had been reading. It happened so suddenly. One minute the book was right there in my hand and the next, it was snatched by someone. This aroused anger inside me that I screamed out. "Hey!" The trio, Duke, Darius and Dean stood proudly before me. Darius was the more outspoken one of them, tall with brown hair and brown eyes like his dad's. He found the book I'd been reading too funny because he was grinning as he flipped through the pages.