Dork Diaries Series Novels & Stories

Under a thread where people were asked to post about what had happened to the people they hated, Lorraine posted a video of her response. "I thought that there was justice in the world and that the evil would suffer consequences, but she gets to live happily and even become an online influencer." Lorraine went into great detail about her ordeal back in high school. She was a pretty girl. Due to her family's difficult financial situation, she chose to stay in the school dorm after she transferred to that high school. Natasha befriended Lorraine under the guise of being the head of the school dorm. However, during class, she would often disturb Lorraine, preventing Lorraine from listening to w

Immediately after flipping me over and placing me in the d0ggy position, he rammed his dvvk inside of me. I screamed, "Fvvvvvvk," as I tried to steady myself. Grabbing my hair, he pressed deeper and deeper into me. I screamed and shook quickly, splattering my liquids all over his dvvk. My a$$ was up when I collapsed on the bed after cumming. After coming three times in an hour, I was exhausted.Right there, I wanted to go to sleep. Derek said, "Hey hey, don't go to sleep just yet because the main show is about to start."

No member of the Clan knows what transpires there, but the father never comes back and the son always comes back filled with wisdom and stronger than his father, ready to rule his clan with a common goal, liberate the world from the oppression of power. The present Dorak was brown in complexion, tall and dashing, ripped in size, having multiple scars all over his broad chest, his long straight auburn hair gave him a wicked beauty as did his turquoise eyes gave a daring appearance. On getting to Dorak, the Drokan warrior goes on his knees then offers the paper with both hands. After a short while of reading the Dorak stood on his feet, influencing a great silence in the marquee. “Zapov Zodaik

" Ethan said, but made no move to pick up the underwear. In fact, neither did I nor Felix. We only stared at the little black box, and the books that also fell out. Felix exchanged a look with me. "No." I said, knowing that he wanted us to snoop. "Oh come on, what if it shows like all the women he targeted?" Felix took up one of the book. "Holy shit." He said, then showed me what he was looking at. The first two pages were nothing but my face. The following pages were like diary entries.

She was one of the most popular girls in school, a member of the cheerleading squad, and she dated the hottest guy in school; well to me anyway, though most people thought Jace was number one. The thought of Shane Dumas made me blush even now. He was my guilty little secret, the one thing that made coming here a pleasure, even though he didn't know that I existed. I had almost had a heart attack when I was chosen to tutor him. And even though he'd had to cancel our first session, not even that could dampen my spirits. But Liz had no reason for her animosity towards me, she had it all, she's blonde and blue eyed with a body that the guys were always drooling over.

Always glaring at everyone and picking on his pen, he never spoke in class and sometimes he wouldn't even show for the classes. Ada let out a lifeless chuckled, not in the mood to grin about Derek's situation. Ada turned when she felt someone tap her back, it was Daniel. Speaking of Daniel, over the week, he had become quite popular amongst both boys and girls. She heard he even joined the boys to play football. "Does this happen often?" Daniel asked. "What?" Ada asked confused, Shalom turned around as well. Shalom had of course had her way with Daniel, they didn't do much according to Shalom, just regular gives. Even if Daniel seems so...innocent.

What is written inside it? She did not sleep. She sat at her small desk with her laptop open and the cursor blinking in an empty search bar and thought about where you even begin when what you are looking for has no name and no shape and the only person who knows anything about it is a girl who tried to kill you four hours ago. She typed: dark journal occult. Deleted it. Typed: ancient journals with hidden locations. Deleted that too. She pushed back from the desk and pressed her palms flat on her knees and stared at the ceiling.

Josh, Mark, and Tyler were typical 18-year-old high school seniors, hanging out in Josh's apartment after school. They had just finished a round of video games and were lounging on the couch, sipping sodas and chatting about their day. Suddenly, a strange green mist filled the room, and the boys started to feel dizzy.

"You deserve this. If you want me to come and get you, record a video apologizing to Madison and post it online. Otherwise, forget it." Then he hung up. I sat on that hotel couch for a long time, staring out the window as the snow kept falling. I'd met Clement back in college. He was a year younger than I was. Normally, I wasn't into younger guys. But back then, Clement was like sunshine—warm and bright. When I was struggling, stuck in a dark place, he was the light that helped me breathe again. During my internship, a creepy coworker kept harassing me. Clement would walk me home every single night.

I could barely think over the image of Tristan's body replaying in my head and those green eyes. The pool party was fun, I guess. I didn’t have as much of a good time as Claire had hoped, and it bummed her. It didn’t help that the guys reminded me of Josh. The slim college guy's build, the dirty jokes, the blonde hair, and lazy blue eyes. It felt like I was just being reminded of all the things going wrong in my life over and over.