Lovely Diaries Novels & Stories

Keep shining my beautiful baby girl. This was getting weirder and weirder. I opened the diary and began reading: "My dear princess, On this day, the 25th of Augus 1995,I had thought of keeping a diary for you to reflect on for years to go.I wanted it to be one that you would thoroughly enjoy me reading to you.I saw us reading it togther years to come and I would be so proud of you my love that.As I stare at your little fit it's a wonder how you were able to come out of me but you did and that had made me the happiest mother in the whole world and I can’t wait to see you grow but I do want to be with you in every moment of your life. You are such a light to both your father and I and you woul

She set it on the ottoman and opened the latch. The lock was broken. Her breath caught in her throat. “No. No, no—” she whispered. The box was empty. Her diary was gone. Her most intimate confessions, written in the rawest moments of pain and hope. Every twisted memory from Russia. Every wound Cynthia left on her skin and soul. Every moment of self-loathing, every hesitant word about Damian… even that one vivid entry—the night she gave herself to him, trembling, finally feeling safe. All of it. Gone.

Four years ago, I’d thought it made me look cool. God… I was so stupid. I tossed it onto the bed and reached into the box again. This time, my fingers closed around something smooth. A book. I wiped the dust off the cover with my palm—and froze. It wasn’t just any book. It was my diary from high school. I always waited each year for summer to write down what had taken place over the previous months. Slowly, I opened it to a random page and read. Dearest Diary, On February 24th, 2020, Liam Kayne finally asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes.

To be continued…. @lovely_karra

"What are you saying? Someone is being serious, but you're just teasing." "Haha ... you're so funny." Alice became fond of Jordi and now even pinched both of Jordi's cheeks. "Adorable and love, right?" Jordi quipped with his flirtatious face. "Ew, you're too full of yourself." "Of course. I read it in your diary. On every page, it says, I Love You, Jordi. My one and only." Jordi teased Alice. "Ugh ... so annoying." Alice held back her embarrassment because her diary was discovered by Jordi. That's the purpose of a diary, isn't it? To pour out all your feelings when you can't tell anyone else.

“Okay. Here.” He hands me a book. I open it and it says ‘Luna Lovely Sol.” “Your Mom’s?” I ask. Her given name is Lovely, unique to say the least. “It’s the journal she kept her first year as Luna,” he explains. “I thought it might be helpful.” “Thanks,” I smile and kiss him. “I have a break if you aren’t too busy, we can sneak away,” Ted wiggles his eyebrows and smiles. “Can you think of anything else?” I tease as I stand up.

’ Because that was what it was. Theirs. A diary of them. And she had destroyed it. ‘Why didn’t you sell it?’ ‘I couldn’t.’ And that meant so much to Raul. She hadn’t taken a single photo—Lovely, he knew, held on to nothing—yet she had been unable to let this go. ‘And now I’ve destroyed it,’ Lovely said, looking at all the shattered glass. ‘No.’ He picked it up from the floor and showed her that the beautiful couple was somehow intact, just minus the sheet.

Cheryl looked at the secure door. With curiosity and fear, Cheryl opened the diary. Rose is creative, with lots of calligraphy writing inside and doodle art to pack it all. Cheryl opened the diary randomly. Cheryl held her breath as she read the passage. I saw that you were perfect and that I loved you. I saw that you were not perfect and that I loved you. Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favourite. Your name was imprinted in my soul, long before we met, even there any alphabet.

"You can't be this cautious all the time. The brave may not live very long but—" "—the cautious do not live at all," I finished the quote from The Princess Diaries. Cassie sighed dreamily and looped her arms through mine. "I love Anne Hathaway," she stated, earning a laugh from me. And just like that, I was ready to be spontaneous.