Dork Diary Nikki Novels & Stories

Nick picked up a blue diary. He desperately opened it and turned to the first page. That wasn’t it. Nick tossed it aside and found the black journal. He turned to the first page. He exhaled when he realized that it was a continuation of the red one he had read. Nick sat Indian style and zoomed in on the entry.

“What do you want, Nikki?” “Awwww baby. Don’t be like that.” Nikki runs her manicured hand up and down my chest. She is wearing a hot pink, short bodycon dress. Her heels have to be at least 5 inches though she is still much shorter than me. Her makeup is heavy as hell and so unnecessary. I have slept with her a few times, but since I’ve met Zahara, there is no interest there. “I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you,” Nikki leans in to try to kiss me, but I push her away. Her face falls at this, but I don’t care.

Warning- Mature Content After 1 month Devika's p.o.v I am dancing in front of him wearing only a lacy panty. My whole body is on display and I am not feeling ashamed anymore. There is no tears or expression on my face. He said sipping alcohol from his glass," very good, my doll. Come here". I walked to him and stood in front of him. He looked at me raising his brow. I know what he is telling me to do.

**** INSIDE NICK'S ROOM **** **** "Fuck... Fick" "Yes... exactly where you are" "Deeper!" "Yes, Daddy, give it to me," "You are hitting the right spot," "I'm going to take care of it." "Oh, my Gawd!" Diana let out a loud groan as Nick began to screw her. Nick gave her a little nipple massage, and she broke into a smile. Nick withdrew his hand from her privates. She said this while putting her pant back on and exclaiming, "God you're so great, but not like my Tee."

I just shook my head, then waved at a group of familiar faces in the parking lot. "Why don't you allow Dorian instead to fuck you into disability because it seems like it's your new acquired kink?" I raised my eyebrows, smiling when she flipped me off. "Dorian isn't hiding stuff from me, otherwise I would." Her statement hit me hard, making me stumble on my feet. I held the books tighter as Nick's picture that morning replayed in my head. "I found him staring into space when I woke up, holding his phone in a death grip."

Music guy… He sat at the carved wooden table, a laptop on the table, and offered me a seat by his side. “I'm hoping we'll find something on the internet.” He opened his web browser and typed Annabelle Steele. I winced. Annabelle Steele is dead on the internet. “You won't get anything from this, Damien.” “I might.” “Maybe.” I murmured. “Maybe a death certificate.” “Be positive.” He smiled at the screen. I wished I were the screen.

I answer as I took the seat by the couch at the end of the small room. Nicolo let his fingers touch the spine of the journals that were written by Drake’s mom, “Does Drake knows this room?” Nicolo asked. “I don’t think so,” I replied, “And I haven’t told Nikki as well. But I will tell them soon.” “What are these?” Nicolo said as he took out one of the journals. “Journals,” I replied as I watch him open the journal in his hand, “written by Drake’s mom.” “Oh,” he replied with amazement. He continued to open and close each book until something caught his attention.

Once the car was parked, we had to walk a few minutes until we hit sand, mountains, and a huge lake that lapped over rocks. I grabbed two beers from the cooler, tossing one to Derek when I saw Nikki dancing past the fire with some of her friends. I never had a real girlfriend before but there were a few that I liked more than others. Nikki was usually my go to girl when I needed a quick and easy release. I liked wrapping my hands in her short blonde hair while watching those deep green eyes as she sucked my cock. I bit my bottom lip watching her hips sway back and forth. She caught my eye and started licking her lips as she dipped her body down. Derek saw my hooded eyes and started laughing

As my hands landed on the wall next to her head, I stared at her. I was hypnotized and pushed away when I heard the most annoying voice, Nikki. This girl was a good fuck but annoying as hell. Messing up my mojo from getting what I wanted. NO, getting what I needed. Nkki started yelling and acting crazy, but this Beautiful Mami quickly put Nikki in her place and it just excited me more, making my craving for her build more.

“Second rule, we don’t stay quiet and let them tell your story for you. We fight back. With the truth.” “I feel like I’m drowning.” You’re not drowning. You’re in the middle of a hurricane, and I’m your lifeguard.” Something in my chest eased just a little. She set her mug down and opened her laptop. “Now, let’s talk about Niko Voss. Because something about his little performance yesterday smelled like week-old fish.” “It doesn't sit right with me.” She started typing furiously. I watched her work, with her red curls tied back, eyes narrowed in concentration.