Diaryentrys Stories

This is a school/mortal AU that starts when Valgrace and everyone else are in 8th grade. This is basically a friends to lovers slow burn with Leo trying to get Jason. The problem? He is completely out of his league and his best friend. Could things have gotten any worse? After Jason lovestruck Leo with lightning like Cupid's arrow to the heart, will Leo win Jason in the end? The chapters are written diary entry style by the way! And you get a look at both hot guys's feelings!

Tristan Castillo & Luna Rose Alcantara. (An epistolary novel) Date Started: 07/01/2026 Date Completed: Note: This is an epistolary novel told through diary entries. Written By: MoonlightLily.

yes, these are from the pages of my actual diary, and the cover is my actual diary! i just want a place to immortalize it in case it gets damaged or lost. Sometimes, reading this gives me joy and somehow feels like a period piece because, as I write this in 2026, it's been 16 years since. Enjoy! :)

< This is a kind of ｡.°˚ journal entry I wrote randomly, based on some deep thoughts or short story. It might not be for everyone. > ᥫ᭡.

༺═────────────═༻ 𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵 | K. Bakugo | ༺═────────────═༻ The kingdom has always known who to fear. The ruthless prince. Not the girl with ink-stained fingers and a worn leather journal. When an unexpected encounter with the crown's explosive heir pulls an ordinary commoner into the heart of the royal court, she finds herself surrounded by dangerous alliances, whispered conspiracies, and secrets older than the kingdom itself. Everyone wears a mask. Every promise has a price. And every act of kindness comes with a consequence. As war brews beyond the palace walls and betrayal lurks within them, she must decide who deserves her trust... before the kingdom decides her fate. Every chapter begins with a page from her journal. Every page tells the truth. You just won't understand it until the very end. Book One of the Treason Duology. "History remembers kings. This is the story it tried to forget."

Eleanor Fairchild, a teenage girl in 1958, has taken to writing in her diary about her ordinary life. It happens to turn out that her life is more interesting than she thought, as she navigates through family life, friends, youth and her budding romances.

journal entries...

I write to cope with life, so maybe this might help someone else cope too, idk. Trigger warning for suicidal ideation, S/A, and Abuse. There's not many mentions of them directly as this is more about my emotions and moments of reflection, all neatly tied up with pretty words and candy coated exteriors.

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This is the story of Luke and Zoey.

DIARY

This story is not perfect. It's messy, nostalgic, emotionally impulsive, and painfully honest. It began as a simple attempt to rewrite a high school love story that ended too soon. A story about late-night calls, handwritten letters, cafeteria glances, church prayers, Slurpees, Pikachu memories, and the kind of love that feels forever when you're fifteen. But somewhere between revisiting old diaries and accidentally meeting my first love again after eleven years, this story slowly became something else. Not a second-chance romance. Not a fantasy reunion. But a quiet unraveling. Because sometimes the people from our past do not return to restart the story. Sometimes they return to remind us of who we were before life taught us how to abandon ourselves just to keep love alive. This story follows Yoona as she navigates first love, betrayal, long-term relationships, engagement fears, unresolved memories, emotional exhaustion, and the terrifying process of asking herself: "Am I still happy?" "Am I still loved the way I deserve?" "And somewhere along the way... did I forget myself too?" Some chapters are real. Some are memories softened by time. Some are emotions too heavy to say aloud in real life. And some belong to the version of me that only exists while writing. Maybe that's okay. Because this story was never really about finding a way back to him. Maybe it was always about finding a way back to herself. And perhaps that's why this story continues. Not because all the answers are finally here- but because healing, love, grief, and growing up rarely happen in a straight line. So for now, these pages remain open. Still unfinished. Still breathing. Still becoming.

Dear Life is an ongoing collection of diary entries, reflections, and moments from the life of Turuva Keli. Written whenever inspiration strikes, during quiet nights, difficult seasons, joyful memories, or ordinary days, this book is a deeply personal journey through the emotions and experiences that shape a life. There is no perfect timeline within these pages, only honesty. Each entry is written from the heart, capturing thoughts, lessons, fears, hopes, and the beauty hidden inside everyday moments. This project will continue to grow with time, as Turuva writes every chance they get, turning fleeting moments into memories that can live forever on paper. Above all, Dear Life is written with the hope that one day, someone will read these pages and feel inspired to slow down, cherish the present, and simply live. Because life is fragile, unpredictable, and far too precious to leave unlived. 🌙

i saw someone do this and i decided to do it, i'm actually using this as a diary bc idc what ppl online think about me so TW for ed sh and ed sheeran :) also talking about mental hospitals and crap

A raw and intimate letter of love, betrayal, and resilience. Mourning the Man I Lost traces sixteen years of devotion unraveling into silence, infidelity, and the painful realization of being "unsavable." Through confessional prose and poetic reflection, it captures the ache of unanswered love songs, the weight of broken promises, and the haunting question of whether to fight for what's gone or to finally save oneself. At its heart, it is not just about losing him - but about reclaiming the girl who once believed in forever, and rising again from the ruins.

this wattpad book contains a collection of some pretty boring thoughts This does not involve any true incidents purely a work of overthinking at 2am

Lately, the Ancients have been worrying about their children for many reasons. Thus, they have decided to intervene and help their children by any means necessary. Will it work? Will it make things worse or better? Well, I can't spoil it, so read to find out! :)

Every girl has secrets, but mine live only on the page of my diary. I've fallen for someone I can't tell anyone about... a boy who makes my heart race but leaves me tongue-tied whenever he's around. I don't know who I can trust with these feelings, so I write. I write about stolen glances, shy smiles, and the little things that make him unforgettable. Through my diary, I explore my crush, my fears, and the question that keeps me awake at night: will I ever find the courage to share my heart? English Story

"Life is not good, we are not good people. George Floyd, this was the straw that broke the camels back. I discontinued my research." I say to you as I read the news article. This is a first person story starring Sebastian Bach Choir, a employee at YouTube. Search for clues in these chapters as he writes about last few months causing his inevitable demise. Unable to process... Unable to process... Unable to process... Unable to process... Initialisation...complete... Reboot.... Rebooting.... Rebooting.... Rebooting....

Sometimes we all need change. It can be good or bad, in this case it's bad.