Lovely Diaries Novels & Stories

I said,my voice firm. She nods, her hands on her thighs for balance. I watch her face tighten with effort. A second passes, Then I hear the first trickle. Warm golden piss hits my chest, Splashing against my skin. It's hot, like liquid heat spreading out. The stream is stronger, hitting me right in the center of my chest. running down in rivulets over my nipples and stomach. The smell hits me—sharp, musky, all her. I love it. My chest gets soaked fast.

She was reaching the climax indicated by her arched back. Kayden glanced at her meaningfully when he saw Lydia closing her eyes upon feeling his bulge against her body. He halted near her breasts when Lydia snapped open her eyes upon hearing the sound of zipper. The woman's eyes turned golden just like Kayden's but had only one golden pupil, as Lydia looked at Kayden's meaty junior buddy!

I sat on the sofa, flipping through my old photo album. Yesterday after we left the grocery store, I went to the spa as planned and Andrew said he was going to meet an old friend, it was about some job stuff he didn’t want to talk about much, so I decided to let him use my car. Flipping through the photos, tears began forming in my eyes, I closed my eyes and let out a breath. Today is supposed to be a good day for me, I don’t know if I should be celebrating or moaning, either ways, I enjoy spending the day staring at my old pictures and writing letters. I softly chuckled at my baby picture, I was very cute when I was a baby, and my mom says I had the cutest buttocks. My cheeks always get red

She was so happy to be here now, and with Caleb, and on such a beautiful day. She closed her eyes and breathed in the spring air, and she could almost see herself living here with Caleb, back in time, in another century. A part of her wished that they could just stop running, just settle down here, live a normal life together. But she knew that was not meant to be. “Should we find the Vincent House?” she asked. “We will,” he said. “Let’s get you your clothes first.” He led Caitlin into the one shop that was open. Lily Pulitzer.

she said, but Adi didn’t look convinced. Daria sighed reading his expression “I know it isn’t but nothing is normal in love” she explained, “I got to spend time with Nicholas and I found out that her want the rich spoilt womanizer I thought he was” she continued explaining. “Nicholas is different he has a hard exterior but is sweet and soft on the inside” she continued trying to convince him. “You look so happy, that’s all that matters to me”, Adi finally gave a positive reaction. “I just want you to be happy, even though it’s suspicious at least you are happy and you love and he loves you” he said with a half smile.

The first image nearly knocks the air out of my lungs. A woman. Beautiful. Fierce. Eyes sharp with intelligence and sorrow. Blue fire dancing effortlessly in her hands like it belongs there. And in her arms. A baby. My breath goes shallow. That is not a legend. That is a memory. I turn the page. And freeze. This is not a history book. It’s a diary. Handwritten entries. Personal notes. Dates. Emotions bleeding through ink. Why would a woman’s diary be locked away in the forbidden section of the academy library.

I snapped the book shut, completely losing my mind in a fit of genuine howling laughter. “Elijah?” Jasper asked, his face twisting in disgust. “As in Elijah Brooks? The golden boy?” “The one and only,” I wheezed, wiping a tear from my eye. “This girl is writing an erotica about Kingsborough’s favorite little choir boy. Oh, this is pure gold. This is blackmail heaven.” “Who is it?” Silas asked. His voice was terrifyingly calm but there was a dangerous edge to it now. I flipped to the inside cover of the diary. There, written in that same meticulous loopy handwriting was a name..

I look around my surroundings, people were busy dancing, screaming, and kissing each other, I am missing my elie so much I desperately wanted her here in my arms. Soon, I feel a soft hand caressing my chest and face, I quickly looked at the women in front of me, that I didn't recognize her. She was in a short shiny black dress that wasn't even covering her cleavages, she was few inches taller than me with the help of those heels she wears, her dark hair was tied up in a perfect ponytail, and her smoky eyes was like calling my name, to be frank, I never saw such gorgeous and sexy girl ever in my life.

I walk to the door to check if it's locked. After checking it twice, I move to the window and lock it before losing the curtains. I look around to see if everything is set. And yes, we are good to read! I run to the cupboard and take the diary out. This diary smells like old times. I brush it a few times while walking to my bed. I lay in the most comfortable reading position I can find before opening the diary. 'Rily Dencer.' I turn the page and see a picture of a young girl. The picture has become yellow because of time maybe but still can't hide the beautiful lady beneath it.

One could be happy and enjoy the sensual gratification, but even the ones who are not happy can still successfully take part in sexual enjoyment. One or the other new thing was bound to turn up each day in Marie’s life. And despite having a great day at home, which was not something that was very common, things turned out ugly for her as the sun set for the day. That is when Delilah came across a big fat notebook which looked like a diary as it had a colorful hard cover that had a picture of a denim texture.