Nikki Maxwell Dork Diaries Novels & Stories

I WANT YOU DIANE MAX (FL) — 21YRS NICHOLAS JAX (ML) — 26YRS NICHOLAS The sound of my own grunts filled the empty room, raw and unfiltered. My body was tense, my hand moving faster over my shaft, chasing that sweet edge. I could see her in my head—Diane—like she was standing right in front of me. Naked. Teasing. Her perfect ass swallowed the thin strip of her panties, her breasts straining against a bra that looked seconds away from surrender.

I was actually quite happy when I saw that Max came over to her and gave her a hug, which Liza returned with equal love. Max nodded his head to me and I waved back at him. I walked away, giving them both a little space. **** The English class was like heaven when our teacher, Mrs. Reeves, was absent. Everyone was chatting with their friends and there were these occasional screams of excitement coming from a group of girls. I was doodling in my diary when the chair beside me made a screeching noise and someone sat on it. "Isn't it such a bore to sit all alone in the dark corner of the classroom? Hmm, so what is she going to be, a geek or a nerd?"

And I raise an eyebrow before a second text comes in with “U* here? Sorry, stupid autocorrect/typing too fast!” I look around the cafe and I see a young man looking around trying to spot me, and his dark five o’ clock shadow with buzzed hair meets my eye-line and I wave him over. His smile is bright, his Henley is hugging his torso, and his tight slacks carry him to the table. We greet and shake hands before sitting down, introducing ourselves “I’m Nick!”

“Yeah, us four every summer, fruit pickings in central Otago. Cherry. Strawberries. Everything.” With that, Isabella and Ruby nodded as well, for they remembered those times long ago when they’d been in their teens, working hard to save up toward their university fund. “But this asshole… Pardon my French” Nikki said, looking both at Soriya and Dara in apology. The girls just waved it aside. “This asshole is a pain in the butt. Guys, he’s a slave driver.” “Why don’t you just quit?” Dara asked. “If it were me, I would, and report it, too. Maybe even sue him for harassment or something like that.”

“I can’t wait to get started.” Nikki presses the small power button and the ring light flashes on. She clicks through a few different ones until she settles on a lower dimmed bright light. She snaps her fingers at me and motions me forward. “Come on now, we don’t have all day. We’re losing precious daylight. It’s just us until Mavy is done with her boy toy. It was so sweet I almost threw up in my mouth,” Nikki said as she rolled her eyes. I love how she didn’t care that we were wolves. She treated us the same and didn’t care about sharing her opinion. I watched as she opened up her supplies and pulled the circle black thing I’d seen earlier. She pulls it and it locks in. She places it on the

In a moment of frustration, Nora blurted out, "I'm not sick! I have epilepsy, right, but I'm stronger than you'll ever be! I may have to take medications, but at least I'm not a bully like you all are." ATTA GIRL, NORA! The other kids stopped and stared at her in shock. They did not expect that outburst. She had surprised them with her boldness, and they didn't know how to react. After a brief moment of silence, Gina let out a scoffing laugh and tucked her arms across her chest. She strode formidably towards her. "Oh, I see you've gotten some guts." Before Gina could utter another word, Max came charging in from nowhere, imitating Squids' growl, and baring his teeth.

Dear Diary, I’ve decided to keep a book recording all my days here at High Hill, should make pleasant reading in the future! Well, let’s start with the basics. I’m Gabriel; surname’s irrelevant as I’d rather not link myself to my parents. I’m 15; average height, wavy mousey brown hair, hazel brown eyes, and I’ve just arrived on my first day here. My parents sent me here because apparently public school isn’t good enough for me. But the reason they don’t know is that my parents would rather not have a son like me around them, snobbish twats. I’m just not good enough for them because I’m gay... Oh yes, did I not mention, I’m gay...and single... and full of a house with lots of boys in it. Oh b

Drake’s POV My hockey stick slung over my shoulder, I walked next to Nick down the stone path connecting the schoolyard. Students chatting, lockers slamming somewhere in the distance, and the soft whistle of the wind going across the trees were among the sounds of campus life in the afternoon. Usually, I wouldn't give it much thought, but today my brain was far too busy. Maxwell. Simply thinking of him made my jaw tighten. “I'm starting to detest that person already,” I murmured.

Every morning, Max had only one question on his mind: what am I getting today? The day's Max dreaded the most were the ones when Trevor woke up in a good mood! Those days meant it was an unlucky day for him because Trevor would do every little thing to annoy him! On the contrary, he liked the days when he woke up sad or with no energy because then he would cling to him like a koala all day and Max like the clingy Trevor. But he had to admit that the days when he was the most annoying were also the days when they had mind-blowing sex because Trevor was so needy and generous at the same time!

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.