Marinettes Diary Box Novels & Stories

Box 14B She slowly lifted it onto a nearby table. Dust covered the lid. No one had touched it in years. Captain Moreau nodded toward her. "It's yours." "You should open it." Evelyn carefully removed the tape. Inside were folders. Old notebooks. Employee manuals. Several framed photographs. Everything exactly as she remembered packing it. She searched methodically. Minutes passed. Nothing. Her movements became faster. Still nothing. Finally, she reached the bottom of the box. Empty. The blue notebook wasn't there. Silence filled the archive room.

What a day, I said the Aurelia, then I noticed something that hadn’t been there earlier. On the table under my window were two matte jet black boxes. Both were long, but one was slim and shorter and the other longer, wider, and thicker. Both were tied with deep purple ribbons- my favorite color. I’m sure the boxes alone cost more than most of my wardrobe. My family had been perfectly comfortable, but our pack was not known for our wealth; we were known for our strength. A note was on top, in a heavy paper that matched the ribbons. I slipped it out from beneath the ribbon and turned it over. It was lightly perfumed, and it played on my senses as I wondered who this could possibly be from.

"I know you're soft-hearted, but this time, don't be. In your last life, you were too kind, asking for nothing but custody of Finn and me. "And what happened? He even skimped on the monthly prey meant for us." I looked at her, a five-year-old pup with a soul of a twenty-five-year-old. "How do you know all this?" I asked. "I read your diary," she replied. "After you died, I found a small wooden box hidden in the deepest layer beneath your bed. The sealing runes on it were all cracked. Inside, there were many records—everything from the marking ceremony all the way up to the day your wolf withered away."

"Oh shit, what the fuck is that?!" We detached ourselves and opened my door that we realized was cracked open. On the floor with her pants down, shirt up, two fingers in her pussy and a hand on her tit sat my sister. " hehe.... Hi Mich.... Jasper..." Oh Diary.... I'll be right back. Becca is touching herself again.

“Oh, I’m an early riser. I have a load of old boxes for you to help me sort. My husband’s given me an ultimatum to get rid of these.” I giggled and grabbed a box from the counter and carried it to a booth in the corner. “I’m sure some of the stuff can be given to charity,” Marleen said. “Looks like papers to me.” Marleen picked a box and joined me in the booth. I began sorting through the medium box, but uncovered paper after paper and the occasional candy wrapper. “This box needs to go in the trash,” I said, before reaching the bottom. I picked up a stack of pictures. The first one was of a youthful Marleen with purple hair.

Matthew said giving him the box “Did you check it ?.” Casper asked holding the box “Seriously , Emily warned me not to open it and man I don't want to get on her bad side .” Matthew said shaking his head Casper went to his room in a hurry to check the content of the box . When he entered the room he locked the room before opening the box . Inside the box was a photo frame , it was Mason and Casper sleeping peacefully . A note and a bracelet . “ I'll miss you my love .” It was simple and Short

Aubrianne Ivanov Aubrianne looked away from the piece of paper in her hand and finally glanced at the box's contents. In there was an almost clear emerald necklace and a small suede package. She touched the necklace, which glowed in her hands as it made contact with the rightful heir. Aubrianne's eyes lit up in awe and wonder. Aubrianne gently placed the necklace down, opened the small black suede case, and saw five small vials of a greenish liquid and the diary her mom mentioned.

I sign to Rayanne who looks at me empathetically. “I’m sorry we kept the first Dreamlink from you, we weren't sure what to think of it” Rayanne starts. It looks as if she is thinking of saying more, but stops. “It wasn’t ideal of you to do that,but I understand. In that same vein I have some things to show you.” Taking out the box, now containing the photos That I hadn’t shown Damian and the bracelet that he had found nearby. Rayanne gasps in recognition, both of us would recognize this box anywhere, it had been Marlene’s box. It was a simple steel box but it had a lock on it, and knowing Marlere had had a spell for protection placed upon it. I continue “Damian found these in the rubble of t

"Didn't I tell you that you're the only woman he loves deeply? One more reason I came here. I want to give this to you." She got stunned when the old woman suddenly handed her a familiar notebook that she was starting to recognize. To her surprise, it was the diary she owned way back in her high school days. The diary where she chronicled all her feelings to Thyago way back in her teenage days, the diary where it all began...

I spun around in the black desk chair watching as the white walls mixed with the blur of my Colton Dixon poster and the purple of my roommates tapestry. I stopped myself staring back down at the bright pink diary laying flat on the dark wood of the desk. My mother had gotten it for me as a going away gift to "reflect on my choices while away at college" but I don't think we have the same idea of what good and bad decisions are anymore. I opened the cover revealing the thin gray lines running down the first page and grabbed a pen from the cup on the left hand side of the desk.