Dork Diary Book 12 Novels & Stories

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.

She glanced over at Elysian whom had a smile on his face too. She slowly opened the diary, The pages in the diary were getting old and dusty, The diary didn’t seem to have much words like all other diaries,But it didn’t seem like it was meant to help them in their quest to save Ma.Coco "Nothing in here is helpful!" Aurora says sadly and Elysian collected the diary from her and tried to read it but he could see the same thing, It wasn’t going to help them in anything, It was full of gibberish.

XIENNE Dear Diary, Now I already have a plan on how will I kill Ace. Though my plan would be so hard to make it happen successfully I know it would be all worth it. I trust myself. I will seduce him and get his trust and attention then I will do my dirty little plan. Thinking of it gives me a huge excitement. Surely, killing him will give to me great satisfaction. But for now, I need to do my first step. It is befriending them all to earn their trust in me. I will play good and kind just like I was before. A good girl. I don’t care if they will abuse my kindness again, the most important thing is making them all stupid and then killing them all. No one dared to be good at me from them, and t

Darius opened his mouth, much likely to defend his Alpha but I didn’t need to hear lies from his mouth. So, before he could say anything, I pointed toward the tray, “Let’s eat. I’m hungry.” After we were done eating, Darius gave me a few more protein bars and water bottles before bidding me goodbye with a promise to return soon. For the rest of the day, I crawled and followed the sunlight with a book in my hand that Darius brought the first night. It was about a girl surviving in a foreign land, much similar to me. I could see why he chose the particular book for me and for some reason, I found it funny.

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.

Stretching up on my toes, I grabbed the book and nearly fell backward in the process. “What the hell are you hiding, Darius?” I murmured, brushing the dust off the cover. When I opened it, my breath caught in my throat. It was a photo album. The first page held a picture of a young boy. His dark hair was messy, and he had this cocky little smirk that screamed troublemaker. I couldn’t help but smile. “So, you weren’t born an asshole,” I muttered, flipping to the next page. There were more pictures—him as a teenager, him with a group of other boys, probably his friends. And then there was one of him holding a trophy, his grin so wide it almost looked fake.

His young virile seed was endless, gallons of high quality royal protein that sure made my night. “Oh, god... ooohhhh!” Doris moaned and put the book down. Her left hand had three fingers pushed inside her pussy from the side of her panties. She closed her eyes and shivered, imaging everything she was reading. Picking the book up again, she sighed deeply and resumed.

Episode 49 – The Confessional Diary The attic smelled of dust and forgotten things. Ophelia’s fingers traced the spine of a leather-bound journal, its surface cool and smooth, tucked away in a cedar chest that had belonged to her grandmother. She hadn’t been looking for secrets; she’d been looking for old photo albums. But the moment she lifted the diary’s cover and saw the elegant, looping script, her own script, from years ago, a peculiar heat bloomed in her chest.

Bitiun screams again crying in fear, even Adrian one of the only males there, found himself frozen stiff in fear. “ Maybe we_we should shut the windows or something, to prevent anyone from coming in.” The girl with them stammers as she proceeds to lock the windows, but another male student suddenly dives into the class from above the window. Mira backs away with the other two cautiously as the two screams, panicked at his sudden appearance. “ Relax! I'm clean.” He says, “ But believe me! You don't wanna be outside here.” ________ Dolly wakes up from sleep on the toilet seat, after dozing off from fatigue. She yawns and stretched, dressing herself up before leaving the bathroom.

“Lucid, girl. Now, we dance.” END BOOK 1