Dork Diaries Tales From A Not-so-fabulous Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

God, he's snoring like a tired kid. Quietly, I put my ear pods on my ears when I'm done wearing my boots before I started taking a jog towards the woods. I heard someone calling through the ear pods, and I immediately pick it up, hearing a sleepy voice from Daddy's best friend. I wonder why he's up so early. "Good morning there, Uncle Fabio. What's up?" I greeted happily, earning a chuckle from him. Like Daddy, uncle Fabio is married to a Proprietor of a Publishing company, which is the A.A publishing.

“He got back home ahead of schedule from school and discovered me in the kitchen making some tea while his mom was screwing a dark stud higher up. He’s dealt with it, kind of.” “It resembles enslavement. It was like an addiction” Dante’s voice slices through the strain from the entryway. “Me and Dad simply need to live with it. You know, when you go dark and so on and so forth.” Abby remained behind Dante, and her hair was tousled, his conditioning cockerel was pushing at his pant leg; Alice did whatever it takes not to gaze, her eye’s dashing to the amazing length, there wasn’t any can’t help thinking about why her girl’s hair was so screwed up.

"It's not worth it to get into jail because of him." "Not worth it, huh?" Those words hit a nerve. Horace snapped, "Yeah? I’m not worth a damn thing! "You said time and again that you loved me! You wrote about me in your diary, remembered everything I liked, and took my heart bit by bit! Now, I can't fit anyone else in there but you, and you're trying to tell me that I'm not worth it? "Am I a joke to you?!" "Just stop. I don't have the energy to deal with you right now."

This is the story of a young man with a secret talent who plays good samaritan and finds himself at the center of a battle bigger than himself... but he won't be alone! At least that's part of the gist for now.😅 Now let's see how it goes… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The ghosts in my house wouldn't be so bad if they could just stop trying to cook" which will not appear in this form because it's allowed to work around them and so I did.

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most

Her mother looked confused, "Penelope, what book are you talking about?" Penelope looked a little too excited, "It's filled with the most insane, steamy scenes I've ever read. She wrote about the guy she had a crush on and it went viral across a lot of campus forums. She wrote it, I swear, look..." Penelope held up her phone and Elias saw the humiliating cover page on the screen. Elias's heart thundered. She felt so ashamed and her palms began to sweat. Still, she held on to her professionalism and gave the girl a warm smile, "I'm afraid you must be mistaken, miss. May I recommend the house special Tonight?" Her tone was polite, but her toes were squeezed inside her shoes.

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.

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.

I said. My face was pale as death, and a nagging ache twisted in my stomach. It was an old pain that had been with me ever since I spent those three years in that cellar. Every day, I ate stale bread and lumpy mashed potatoes that had been sitting out forever. The bread was so thick and dry that it was almost impossible to swallow. Panic flashed across Henry's face. It was something I hadn't seen in ages. "Sabrina, I swear I didn't know! Do you think I'm lying?" he asked.

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.