Peincess Diaries Novels & Stories

If she was Korean, I might still have the chance but hello! It's a good thing Senior didn't write her diary in Japanese, she gives me the vibe of being an otaku because she has the same title and name of a famous romance anime! I could help but silently face palm my forehead. Senior, what were you thinking... I could help but be lampooned. I took a breath and started reading the diary. It was a total of three pages.

so Andres and Amelia did what they were told to do. The moment Amelia went inside her room she was so happy her room was big and all of the things in her room were pastel just as she requested with butterflies hanging in one corner she jumped in her bed with excitement. Andres on the other side was sad but his mood lightened when he saw his room it had moons and stars painted on the walls and little stars hanging on the ceiling just above his bed he explored his new room and started unpacking. He opened his closet and saw a book being the bookworm that he is he sat on his bed and opened the book that turned out to be a diary. He opened the diary and saw a name written on the first page "Hele

If she was Korean, I might still have the chance but hello! Mabuti na lang Senior didn’t wrote her diary on Japanese, she gives me the vibe of being an otaku dahil she have the same title and name of a famous romance anime! I could help but silently face palm my forehead. Senior, what were you thinking… I could help but lampooned. I took a breath and started reading the diary. It was a total of three pages.

Dear Diary, My first day at college did not go as expected to say the least. My roommate is a little odd, I mean she literally has barely said two words to me. Her name is Annabelle and I think she's like a pre-law major or some shit. Classes haven't even started and I haven't seen her take her eyes off the thick ass textbooks she already bought. I had tried multiple times to start a decent conversation but she seemed less than interested.

When he got there it was almost late, he was the last to get in the car. He sat down beside a girl but paid little to no attention to her. He opened up his diary and started writing. "Is that a diary? I have one too." A soft girly voice asked it was the girl beside him. He looked up and she was in the same uniform as he was. She was so beautiful he couldn't make himself answer her question. He just kept staring with his mouth half-open. "Is something wrong with my uniform? I just got it. It's my first day, you see?" She said with a smile.

She did not dare to ask us anymore. *** Dear Diary, All is happening according to my plan and it gives me happiness. I really think I should celebrate my little success. I know, I still have more things to do but my first plan happened well and I think I deserve to celebrate, alone. I do not need someone’s accompaniment since I have done all of this alone. No one knows about my plan. It’s only me and you, my dearest diary. You will know all of my success because you are part o it. You know me well and if you could have a life, I know, you will be happy for me too. If I die, I'll ask my parents to bury you with me and do not dare to open you. I’m anxious that they will know my secret. I wrote

Cassie - After reading the first couple of sentences, I have to stop, go back and reread it carefully. I am incredibly surprised by what I am seeing written on the page. I carefully close the book, Using my finger as a bookmark so as not to lose the page Alpha wants me to read from, so that I can look at the front cover and I see it is a relatively standard, plain black-leather covered book with no image or writing on the front, but when I decide to check the spine, which is also blank, I see it is well worn, which means it has been opened and closed many times in the past. I open the book again and flip back to the first page of the book deciding to read the inscription handwritten there in

It is a dimly lit room that has the scent of books and coffee aroma lingering in the air. At one corner, there's a flame flickering to a rhythm. There at the table, I see Princess Zoey, with books surrounding her. She doesn't see nor hear us. So I walk toward her. "Princess," I call her. Her attention shifts to me. She looks tired. "It feels like forever since I saw you." she smiles. "Yeah... It feels like forever." I repeat her words and smile back. She pulls a chair next to her and pats it. I get the hint and sit there, looking at her and the paperwork and books.

Beth patted her lap and Miesa scooted down to rest her head on her friend’s lap. “Wake me in ten minutes.” She told Beth sleepily. “Okay.” Beth said then began to hum a song under her breath as she stroked Miesa’s hair. Just the way her mother did. ********* Cesar finished reading Elyon’s favorite book The princess diaries by Meg Cabot to her and closed the book with a sigh. He looked at Elyon lying on the bed then at the heart monitor beeping away. He rubbed his hands over his face and slouched in his chair.

“I’ve never been treated this way before. Haris always treated me like a princess. Only he could be that sweet to me. He would always wait for me and pick me up after school. Every day with him felt like a dream. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again after our graduation camp. Honestly, I’m scared of losing him.” The handwriting was so pretty—just like any teenage girl’s diary. Cassandra flipped through the next pages… and her eyes widened in shock when she stumbled on something that completely took her by surprise.