Yuna Bad Thinking Diary Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 Lila’s POV “Oh my god what the actual fuck is happening right now I can’t even think straight.” My fingers hit the end call button so hard the laptop shifted across the bed and nearly fell off the edge, cutting the feed dead before Logan could react or say a single word back. My heart was slamming inside my chest like it wanted to crack my ribs open, and my bare skin felt sticky with sweat even though the room was not that warm. I was still naked from the waist down, my tank top bunched up above my heavy tits, my nipples hard and aching from all the pinching I had done while riding that toy and moaning for him.

She would be the one writing the final act. ___ sorry for not uploading yesterday. I will try to make it up to you all. Thanks for reading Dark Journal.

To stop thinking about what’s right or wrong… and just take what’s in front of you? She exhaled again, slower this time. “Dangerous,” she muttered. But she didn’t sound convinced she meant it as a warning. Her fingers tapped lightly against the diary cover before she finally straightened up, pulling herself back from wherever her thoughts had wandered. “Yeah… that one’s going to stay in my head for a while,” she admitted softly. Then, after a brief pause— Chloe opened the diary again, turning the page carefully, ready for the next confession.

“Hate me all you want, little doll. It makes your pu**y taste sweeter.” He pulled me tighter against him. I could feel him pressing hard against me through his pants. My breath came faster. “Dante… this is wrong,” I whispered. “Wrong feels good, doesn’t it?” He turned my face to his and kissed me roughly. His tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming, demanding. I tried to pull back but he held my jaw and deepened the kiss until I was moaning into his mouth. When he broke the kiss, I was panting. He stood up, lifting me easily, and carried me to the wide leather couch. He laid me down and knelt between my legs, pushing the red dress up to my waist. “Look at these pretty p**nties,”

Her fingers tightened around the glass in her hand. Why wouldn’t Nathan give her a chance? The question kept circling through her mind. “Come on, have a drink.” The man held out his glass towards her. Yuna did not respond again. She only stared at the drink in her hand. Even after the glass was empty, her fingers continued to grip it tightly. From the look in her eyes, her hatred towards Elizabeth was unmistakable. The thought of getting rid of Elizabeth began to fill her mind. At times, when her thoughts became increasingly chaotic, Yuna began to hallucinate.

"I made you want me as much as I wanted you, even when I knew it was wrong. I know you always finger fucked yourself to bed, Yuna." "What?" I froze, the air in the room suddenly feeling thin. The level of knowledge in his voice was chilling. "Crazy, right? Because how could watching a girl half my age turn me on so much? I’d peep through your keyhole, watching you. I’d hear you touch yourself while calling out my name. A name that I made you call out by imprinting those ugly scenes into your head. I’m so crazy. I’m the craziest person I’ve ever met, Yuna. You’d never be in this pain if I didn't make you this way."

"I guess I'll have to look elsewhere for love since Reina's mom is already married, right?" "That's right. And I'm not accepting applications," Reina chuckled, matching the banter with Lucky. "Why did you leave the house, Una?" Yogi was frustrated with his twin. "I had no choice. It's not like they both wanted to trick me!" Yuna flopped onto the bed in Yogi's apartment. "Trick you?" Yogi was bewildered. "Read this," Yuna pulled out a piece of paper from her jeans pocket. "What is this?"

For some reason, he felt sad inside. Naya unsteadily walked towards class. Throughout the journey he didn't stop thinking about what Yuna had just said. About Yuna who said that Juna often stayed at her house. Gosh, somehow her mind was all over the place. Naya was so curious about what Juna was doing that she had to stay overnight at Yuna's house. Or maybe they did that? Naya quickly shook her head. The girl tried to throw away her dirty thoughts. There was no way Juna would do that forbidden thing. ,,,,,,,,,,

Yuna pretended to love Astrid before getting married and the mating process but I don't know if she had actually fallen in love with him. I could only remember Yuna's doings and plotting that she had written in her diary but not her feelings. Coming to think of it, if I want to get rid of my accusations, I first have to know the real Yuna. Maybe significant changes in her behaviour and mine would make them believe that we were not the same person. But I could not recall where the diary was. In the cupboard? Ah, I had to wait if I wanted to do that treasure hunt adventure. I was in condition of moving by myself and needed support even if I had to use bathroom.

Could have fooled me. I went back to the top of her F******k page. 'Wonder who gave these ratings, and numbers?' I bet those are fake too. A boring life if you asked me. So far I have learnt little, except that Isabella's I*******m, F******k, only consists of. Cats, flowers, cakes, cats, cakes, flowers, headless shots of herself, more headless shots, more cats, and more flowers. 'But wait, what is this?'