Romans & histoires Dork Diary Book 10

I didn’t have to bother for long as a book suddenly began to glow so brightly that I was almost blinded. I staggered back. My heart was racing. I was creeped out by the strange things happening but still, I felt inclined to pick up the glowing book. I hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out for the glowing book. Immediately I touched it, the glow disappeared. I glanced at the book in my hands. It was a pink diary. Curiosity flashed through my eyes. Why is a diary stacked among books and why did it lead me here? I opened up the first page. It had only one sentence.

He whispered once again to my ears. He was handcuffed and taking away. My parents Daniel and his mother came running in. My mother collapsed out of shock for what has happened to me. My Dad was shattered. My hands and legs were untied. I gathered the last strength that I had and spoke to them. “Daniel there is a diary in the house. I locked it in a safe box. The password is 4810. Go through the diary”. “You will find out all the answers to the question you have concerning the very first evening that we met in that restaurant”.

It was filled with wolf laws, training with Malachi, stories about Karani, my mother. I took out a more recent diary and started reading it, it was about magic and cutting out my liver. I closed the book abruptly. I let someone cut out a piece of my liver. This was too weird. I should read them all, get to know me but it felt like reading someone else’s private words. I closed the drawer and put the key back under the desk.

The Unspeakable casted again the detector. "The black book. The rest is clear." He pointed at a worn leather bound black thin book. The first Unspeakable, who was wearing the blue leather gloves, cautiously picked the thin black book. "'T. M. Riddle'. It seems to be a diary of sorts." She cautiously drops the black diary in the middle of the room, on top of a quickly conjured desk. The other Unspeakable then starts to cast diagnose spells at it. Erik cocks his head to the side and says.

“Dear Dairy, I did something that changed how I feel now. Leo walked in while I was touching myself thinking about his cock from that bathroom day. I was drunk and crying about how much I hate this family. He promised not to tell, then kissed me. His fingers made me come so hard I saw stars. He took care of me when I threw up, saw me naked, washed me. This morning the little touches at breakfast and in the hallway made me feel insane. I suddenly feel so different about him. I hate how much I want more now. I keep fantasizing about his cock in my mouth, stretching my pussy, tying me up and taking control. Rough stuff. BDSM things I’ve only read about. It’s so wrong but I can’t stop. Our paren

Darius flipped through the book reading some things. "Yet, he was found around the area a little far from his home many times, reading this diary as you said that contain some insane stuffs can only mean that he is a major suspect." Darius concluded and only hoped he was very right. Daniel combed his hair in frustration walking around further. He had been restive throughout the night taking his anger out at anything that gave him privilege to. "How did you manage to get hold of this diary?" Darius signalled to the book that he had just finished flipping through.

" 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.

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.

I had always assumed that it was something I did wrong when I was a child, something I was punished for but now I knew I did nothing wrong, this was just my cursed fate. Picking up the diary as instructed, and examining it first, I noticed a lot of things. It was a brown worn out big book decorated with gems. I could see from the side that its pages were worn out and some were even torn. “Whose diary is it?” I wondered anxiously, I knew it belonged to one of them but only when I opened it would I find who it actually belonged to, so I tried to open it but I couldn't. It didn't have a lock, didn't have any password slot, it looked like an ordinary book but it just wouldn't open up.

The second she opened the door, she went straight to her mother's room and raided the whole place, looking for any proof that her mother was truly sleeping with Alpha Diesel. As she rummaged through her things, she saw a large black book with the word DIARY boldly written on it. Elora scoffed because she herself did not own a DIARY, nothing special had happened in her life to warrant one. Surely her mother would've not been so clumsy that she would write her life's secret in a book - Elora thought.