Novel & Cerita Witchy Diary

This will take forever! Yasmin warned him that witches are devoted researchers who love to write down stuff and keep it in the archive. They have a board that features top-ranking witches based on who contributed the most content and also rankings on the most popular books. It’s a serious competition. Their archive contains personal diaries, musings, funny moments, as well as information on monumental events, research, and recipes for making anything from relaxing teas and mouthwatering desserts, to deadly potions, and they also have instructions on spellcasting and historical documents.

Jake turned to face me, his eyes cold. "I read your diary," he said, his voice low but firm. "I saw that you're gay." My stomach dropped. My diary was my one safe place, where I wrote everything I couldn't say out loud. How had he found it? My mind raced, trying to piece together how Jake could have gotten his hands on something so personal.

Soon enough, she picked up a pen and scribbled his name under. Lord Xandros. Yep. It was equal now. She giggled and dropped the pen, walking towards the shelf. Her eyes fell on the book. Diary of the witches. She picked it up out of curiosity and opened the first page . "The witch's heart is a secret, one locked behind shadows. The first spell is born of blood– Ah!" Her finger swiped through the sharp edge of the book and it cut her, a little blood forming on the top. Anna clicked her tongue as she cleaned the blood off and continued reading.

I take a shower, wash my hair and start brushing my teeth. "I wonder what I'm going to wear today." I say to my self. I floss and go back to my room to find something to wear. Nothing. I have nothing to wear. Ugh could this day get any worse. I suddenly remember I'm a witch. I grab my phone and search for outfits on p*******t and I find one that catches my eyes. I stand and study the picture detaily before imagining it on me and in a second, the outfit is on me.

"My name is Jennifer Elie. My sister, Linda Argwins, has been in a coma for six years following a deadly car crash in December 2014. A month ago, I went to her house back in the village to do some cleaning. And while I turned over her pile of clothes, I came across this secret journal that contains overwhelming information about her woes and sticky wicket, and which might be helpful in resuscitating her health." 💫🌟🌟🌟💫

Everything that she hadn't told me or she couldn't have the chance to show. I sat on the bed beside her and opened it. I wasn't ready actually for what I saw. The first page had her name, written in a toddler's handwriting with crayons. Undoubtedly, she wrote it. The diary itself looked so old. The first few pages were filled with her childish demands like "Why do we need to study?" "I hate school" "The math teacher is a witch" "The principal is also a witch. She scolded me because I broke that stupid girl's nose. She was bullying me. I want to break her legs too"

She opened her diary and started to write; “Dear Wade; It was a good day. I met a lot of people today and they all were nice. I met William today. He’s a fun guy. He even invited me to a party tonight. I met Ashley. I helped her find her brother. I don’t know how I knew but I just knew where her brother was. Isn’t this weird? I also met a guy named Charles. He’s a bit weird. I don’t know. He’s just very quiet. He got no friends and he’s weird. Well, really wish I cloud find you. I think you’ve moved out from the island. I hope to see you soon.” “Only one day left.” Dara spoke as she put her diary back in her drawer. She took out some clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to get he

So that is a positive. After I finished that diary, Angelica woke up fussy. I fed her and changed her just for her to fall right back asleep. Now I am on to diary number two, and my palms are sweaty just thinking about it. The last few pages of diary one were left blank. I don't know if that means she lost it for a while or if she just decided to end that one, but it makes me nervous.

I was about to press to play, but one of my fingers accidentally pressed the back, I was about to press the gallery again. Woah diary, it has a diary app... I smirked, what could it be...? He's really lazy, isn't he? The other woman was writing a diary in the notebook and then she was only on the cellphone. My gosh Trixie is so lazy, when are you going to change huh! "Does it also have a password?! He likes to use passwords!" Ahm, hmmm, maybe my name is his password? I shook my head because of what I was thinking, my god Ken don't assume that your name is the password okay! Don't assume! But maybe there's nothing wrong with trying...?

There is a diary with all the details of your Father's and my relationship, a picture of your Father, and behind it is his name and contact info should you decide you would like to meet him. I wrote this letter and plan to give it to you when you graduate from college. After hiding it from you all this time, I couldn't bear to tell you. Instead, I selfishly chose to put pen to paper. Please forgive me, my princess. But I need you to listen carefully. I am a witch, and your Father is a werewolf.}