The original book of "A diary of a Wimpy Kid".

This is the special page of books. Every week I will write the names of 7 books in here and you will comment the names of the book/books among them that you have read. This week's books are,
1] The Dragon Whisperer. Lucinda Hare.
2] My first pet dragon. Georgie Blink.
3] Scavenger : Chaos Zone. Paul Stewart, Chris Riddell.
4] The Secret Of NIMH. Robert C. O'Brien.
5] Diary Of A Wimpy Kid. Jeff Kinney.
6] Dumpling Days. Grace Lin.
7] The Gates. John Connolly.

Antonio Smith, a rich boy, gets assasinated and is reborn as a overpowered dragon with an even more overpowered soul in his head. 
Xiao Yan gets teleported to Antonio's world after being knocked out and gets found by Antonio. What's next?

Dear Diary,
Today is my birthday, my dearest diary. I celebrated my 18th birthday at a resort. And it's been a very big party. There's so much food too. I only invited Kryztal, Ashley and Azh. Mom invited my other classmates too. Well... James gave me a rose while we're dancing. 17 other boys are gave me a rose too. He  was so jealous that hewas pulled me infront the middle. Then while we're in the middle he kissed me infront of my parents. My mom and dad was so shocked when we kissed. When he suddenly kissed me I froze a  bit but I kissed him back. And my birthday cake was so good and huge and it has18 beautiful candles. As for my birthday present from James gave me a necklace with my name on it and an official light stick of BTS and the BT21 plushies, he also, gave me all the albums of BTS. Kryztal gave me a blue purse and a couple of earrings . Ashley gave me books to read, (It, Persephone's Diary full collection  and Diary  of a wimpy kid full collection). Azh gave me ring with  a blue diamond and my name at  the back of the ring. Oh I forgot  to tell you my dearest diary that I'm an ARMY and I love BTS. Well... I thinkI I need to say goodnight to you my dearest diary. I didn't know that it's already12 am , that's why I need to say goodnight. Goodnight my dearest diary.

Ellaine has diary where her secrets are written. She writes on her diary every day all about the things that happen to her at school, she also writes messages that she will say to her crush. Ellaine is nerd so the only thing she can depend on is her diary.

"Do you really need to do this? Like, is it now an essential part of your life?" Rick asked as they walked.

"I thought we've been through this, she's not going to get that hurt, just a little bit" Keith said and turned now to face Rick. "I don't even think she'll be hurt at all, she was really fiesty the other day".

"Just chill Rick, I promise this will not end terribly for you, maybe only the both of us" Max encouraged as he put an arm over his shoulder.

"You know that there's no way you guys will do something without getting me involved, or is that possible?" Rick asked back.

"Of course it is, we weren't born together, Fredrick" Keith said as he laughed.

"You're both gonna regret this, I swear" Rick said as he watched them go ahead of him and followed closely behind. 

"Any updates on that Maddie girl?" Keith asked Max. 

"Found some other information that you might find useful" 

"Give it to me" He commanded. 

"She loves reading, especially books by Jeff Kinney, she plays episode and always has lunch on Saturdays with Beth Crane" Max stated. 

"This won't be hard at all, figuring I do dabble in the wimpy kid series here and there" Keith smiled and said. 

"I'm warning you for the last time, you will hate how this is gonna end up" Rick said again and this time he left. 

IN ALGEBRA CLASS... 

Maddie took her seat and waited for the teacher to come in, Keith walked in and she sighted a diary of a wimpy kid book in his hands along with an algebra textbook and notes. She was stunned by the fact that he read the wimpy kid series, she was a little bit embarrassed to confess her love for the books in public, mainly because in high school no one reads literature. Even if they did, it would be Shakespeare or Jane Austen.

(No offence Jeff Kinney; I love The Wimpy Kid series😍)

"Is this seat open?" He asked pointing to the seat beside her. 

"No, I mean yes" She managed. 

The mere thought of Keith sitting next to her, made her shiver and it took the grace of God to look at him when he asked for an eraser. 

He said a full sentence...to my face! She thought and celebrated within her soul. 

The class went on and she couldn't concentrate while he stared at her and she too would stare sometimes. 

"Do you get it? I don't get any of it" Keith said in regard to the topic being taught. She felt glad and explained it all to him. "Thanks" He mouthed and she smiled in response. 

"Oh, by the way, you have really pretty eyes" He added. 

She blushed a little and replied "Thanks". 

She came out the class and met Beth waiting. 

"What was that all about?" Beth asked. 

"What?" 

"The smiles and stares between you and Mr hotshot over there" she replied pointing to Keith. He turned and saw them, waved a little and proceeded to leave. 

"Go say something to him" Beth said and pushed her again. She panicked and called out his name and when he turned she was dumbfounded. She quickly thought of what to say and she recalled she had seen his notebook earlier and it read: Keith E.C. Song. 

She blurted. "What's the C in your name for?". 

He faced her and smiled. "Confidential" He replied, shrugged and left. 

"Stupid, stupid, stupid girl, what's up with you Maddie?" She asked herself. 

"Yeah, you are really stupid" Beth encouraged. 

"Thanks alot bestie". 

... 
"We need to have a long hard talk about this, Keith" Rick said. 

"What is it?" 

"I'm not comfortable with the idea of you guys hurting an innocent girl" 

"Oh God, this again?" Keith asked. 

"Yes, this again" Rick said slamming the table. 

"You've never had a problem with it before, why now?" Keith asked. 

"She's never had a boyfriend and is probably hoping that she'll get one that actually makes sense and not some random selfish guy she doesn't really know but has a tiny meaningless crush on!" Rick yelled. 

"Language Rick, watch it" 

"I'm not gonna watch anything, just leave her alone and try this on someone with heartbreak experience, if you don't stop, I'm gonna tell her the idiot you really are!" Rick yelled again and this time received a punch from Keith. 

He wiped us cheek and continued talking. 

"I'm definitely going to tell her now" He assured. 

"Think about the consequences of your actions, you twat! Don't let me hate you, you of all people should know what happens to those I hate" Keith warned. 

"Don't push this farther than it can go and let that girl be!" Rick stood and left. 

... 

"Hey, what's up? Why are you here without notice?" Randy asked the woman standing at the door. 

"I really needed to talk about his college fund, our son?" She said. 

"You should have thought about that before taking reckless and foolish decisions!" 

"I've explained that I didn't do anything, why don't you believe me?" 

"That aside, I'm going to open an account for him and place the college money there, I'll open it in your name, so you can access it whenever you need to" He said and was about to close the door when she spoke again.

"How's your health?" She asked. 

"None of your business" and he slammed the door shut at her face. 

With tears in her eyes, she went to her car and sat in there. She poured out everything inside her and started the car. 

"Hold it in, Louise, hold it in" She encouraged herself and drove off. 

Randy stood at the window and watched her leave, he felt somehow sorry for her and the pain she went through after their last encounter, he pushed aside those feelings of pity and went in the house. 

He really liked to pity her but the feelings of hate crushed every kind of pity he had for her.

After church today, I took a nap and told my mom I was going to Shaggy's pool. On my way there, I saw a lizard, salamander, spider and a firefly battling themselves and they accidentally rolled onto a hot brimstone, I watched how the gas was coming out mixed with heat. All their poisons joined together and I inhaled it, I felt dizzy and as I poured water on my head I fainted. 
I woke up and saw myself in Shaggy's pool, nobody asked me what I was doing there because I am a friend to Shaggy. 
He came outside, Kim and Curl alongside Kim's best friend and Allison's follower Daniella. We all partied at the pool together, And  I exhaled what I inhaled the other time, into the water and everybody got a mouth shock. We all laughed over it and went home.

 A couple of days into summer vacation, Jeffrey   Woke me up in the middle of the night he told me I slept for the whole summer but luckily I woke up for the first day of school.
" ha playing tricks on me right? Look I'm not dumb as Greg was in diary of a wimpy kid.

Tomorrow 
Today at school, we got assigned to reading groups they don't come right out and tell you if you're into gifted group or the stupid group, but you can figure try to be by looking at the cover of the book and handouts well I'm sure glad, I was put in the gifted  group again.

Just pretty nice right? At least I'm not like some dumb kid to be put in the stupid group again. 




Please everyone it's Zamy I would love it for you to share and even like the  story thank u.

"Apa yang kau nak cakap?".Tanya Amirul.

"Aku terhutang budi sangat dengan kau..".

"Lagi! Lagi!".Amirul terlalu gembira sehingga mencelah ayat Zara.

"Sebab kau selalu tolong aku, kadang-kadang selalu belanja aku ais krim.. Buku THE DIARY OF WIMPY KID.. hehehe.. Barulah sweet". Zara berterus terang.

"Sweet eh? Okay.. Apa beza awak dengan madu?". Tanya Amirul.

"Madu? Entahlah.. Saya malas nak tahu". Kata Zara.

"Madu tu kalau kita makan kan manis.. Tapi kalau saya tengok awak satu kali, bersamaan dengan 10 kali suapan madu kita makan". Pang... Sweet nya pickupline diaa..

"Hahahaha.. Ye ye latu.. Biasa je..".Zara mengaku.

"Hek eleh.. Kata-kata suami selalunya benar". Kata Amirul.

Suami apa lak ni?! Haih... Hafiz bagi tektik ni ke? 

"Dah siap pun istana kita.. Kau nak letak nama apa?".Tanya Zara.

"Istana Kau dan Aku". Amirul memberi cadangan.

"Hahahaha...Ok-ok..". Zara tergelak.

"Jomlah balik.. Dah nak maghrib ni". Kata Kak Yana. Nampak macam dah baik dengan Akim. Wahh.. Tektik Hafiz menjadi jugak eh

              ___________________

"Fuh... Mengantuknyaa.. Esok balik KL, boringnya... Nanti terindu Zarith pulak..Hiks". Kata Zara.

"Ha? Rindu Zarith? But why, Zara? Huhuhu.. Sedihnya...". Amirul pura-pura sedih.

"Alololo.. Kesiannya... Eh dia ni! Ingat aku tak tahu kau pura-pura?". Zara menjeling.

"Eleh gurau je..". Amirul mengusap kepala Zara.

"Asal kau suka usap kepala aku eh?".Tanya Zara.

"Sebab bagi otak kau tu lembut je bila nak try kat aku".Kata Amirul.

"Haah.. Memang aku nak sangat kat kau?!". Zara 

"Memang ah..".Selamba Amirul.

"Mehh... Jom aku nak makan lah... Lapar deh". Kata Zara.

"Okay..".Amirul bangun dari tempat duduknya.

Pedepek! (Bunyi hentakan pintu)

"Aduh...". Zara memegang dahinya. Masa Zara nak keluar, dia terhantuk kepalanya dengan kuat sekali. Lutut Zara lemah longlai.. Macam nak jatuh.

"Masyaallah...Zara!". Amirul sempat menangkapnya.

"Auch...".Zara masih memegang dahinya. Mereka jatuh terduduk.

"Ok tak ni?".Tanya Amirul.

"Ok..Tapi rasa macam....".

"Kau jangan cakap aku ni siapa eh?".

"Eh... Aku kenal.. Nama kau Tuan Amirul Mikael..".

"Meh la.. Aku letak ubat kat dahi kau dulu". Amirul mengangkat Zara lalu meletaknya diatas katil.Amirul bergegas keluar untuk mengambil ubat yang perlu.

"Haraplah aku ni tak lupa ingatan.. Menyusahkanlah kau ni Zara!". Zara mengetuk kepalanya.

Tengku Zara Arianaa/Zara pernah digelar sebagai "Wanita pujaan hati" kerana paras rupanya, adabnya terhadap orang lebih tua dan juga mudah menarik perhatian ramai lelaki walaupun Zara masih 13 tahun. Murid contoh di sekolah. (13 tahun) 

Tuan Amirul Mikael/Amirul pula digelar sebagai "Lelaki Idaman" kerana paras rupanya juga.. Tidak kira dimana dia berada, perempuan mesti tertarik akan penampilannya. Adabnya pun OK. Agak mengejutkan juga sebab dia ni jenis yang tak suka bercinta waktu sekolah.. Amat tegas orangnya, tetapi manja dan penyayang (pencinta kucing) and tak pernah fall in love pada seseorang pun kerana kejadian yang pernah berlaku. (14 tahun) 

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Zara terfikir jika dia telah 'ter'jatuh hati pada Amirul.. tapi dia hanya mendiamkan diri sehingga dia bersuara. 

Amirul sejak sekian lama memendamkan perasaan terhadap Zara, dia terpaksa meluahkan segalanya.. segala isi hatinya kepada Zara. 

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Semestinya, mereka berdua meluahkan perasaan yang sama pada akhirnya. 

Adakah Si Heroin betul-betul meluahkan perasaan yang sama? ataupun perasaan yang menyakitkan hati Si Hero? 

*Selamat membaca!*❤

Dear Diary of a wimpy,

I'll make sure to write original cliches and not fake stories on you.

Ok, not really. I'll probably add some spices up, but that's just to make my poor diary look like a good one; so that I can look back at it and say, "Yeah, that happened".

I'll write old and new stories that happened or happens to me whenever I feel like it; since I don't have a lot of things to write about.

The main purpose of this diary is: "Practicing and Working on improving my English"; therefore, I'll write things in here arbitrarily, on the basis of random choice or personal whim, rather than any reason or system.


Signature: [Insert one here]

A poor English speaker started a diary jouranl to improve his English. Here's some random excerpts from it.

Ara's Point Of View

Nag-ligo na ako at nag-bihis, pupunta ako sa Botique ng Tita Elizabeth– my father's side, para magpa-gawa ng gown para sa grand ball.

Nang maka-pasok ako ay agad ko'ng nakita si Sissy, ang assistan ni Tita, he's a gay, share ko lang, oh bakit?

"Hi Tita Eliza, it's me Ara!" Bati ko kay Tita Eliza at umikot-ikot pa.

"A-Ara, ikaw na ba talaga yan, you changed a lot, gosh!" Sabi ni Tita at nakipag-beso beso.

"Hay nako tita, ila'ng buwan lang ako di nagpa-kita, ang dami kasi'ng nangyari eh!" Sabi ko sa kaniya.

"Ahh, oh siya, nasan na nga pala si Sam?" Tanong niya sa akin, napa-yuko ako pero agad din ako'ng humarap.

"Ahm, a few weeks ago, he broke up with me, and I don't know why but now, I moved on and happy go lucky!" I said and smile brightly.

"Ohh, bamuti naman, pero ano nga pala ang pinunta mo dito?" Tanong ni Tita.

"Ahh, tita, magpapa-gawa ako ng gown para sa grad ball and sana yung brightly, yung unique, and I know you can do it Tita!" I said.

"Siyempre, oh sige, pa-birthday ko na lang yan sa iyo, malapit na nga pala iyon!" Sabi niya sa akin.

"Ahh, oo nga pala, nakalimutan ko, ang dami ko kasi'ng iniisip ngayon eh kaya, sige Tite, and thank you so much!" I said and smile.

"Oh sige, kailan ba yung ball?" Tanong niya.

"This Friday, kaya ba tita?" Tanong ko.

"Ahh, siyempre, may lima'ng araw pa para gawin iyon, one day para sa pagde-design, and four days para sa pag-tahi, oh siya, bukas ko na lang ipapa-kita yung design huh!" Sabi ni tita.

"Sige po tita, aalis na rin po ako, basta color bright red po ang kulay, thanks po tita, bye!" Sabi ko at kumawaykaway pa habang palabas ng botique ni Tita.

Pumunta ako sa International bookstore, bumili ako ng mga libro na nasa listahan ko.

John Green Novels
Nicholas Sparks Novels
The Selection Series
Harry Potter
Divergent
Maze Runner
Mortal Instruments
Vampire Diaries
Haruki Murakami
Hunger Games
Michael Faudet
Lang Leav
The Diary Of A Wimpy Kid
Fifty Shades Of Grey, Freed, Darker
Hex Hall Trilogy
Rebel Bell
Before I Fall
13 Reason Why
The Future Of Us
Falling into place
This is the world ends
The Best Kinds of magic
21 proms
Tell me 3 things
What to say next
The Revenge Playbook
The Perks of being a wallflower
The lonliest girl in the universe
The Hundred Lies of lizzie love
The Sky between you and me
The art of feeling
Some boys
Nerve
Since You've been gone
How to break a boy
Love and Gelato
Girl againts the Universe
Girlboss
Geekerella

And more, so dami na, tapos yung iba hinati'ng books kaya sobra'ng dalahin ni Manong, tsk hahaha.

Yung iba naman tagalog novelas, umuwi na ako at inilagay na sa bookshelves ang mga libro na binili ko sa bookstore.

Pinakita na rin sa akin ni Tita ang design para sa gown ko at nagustuhan ko ito, unique na unique siya, wala'ng katulad, tinatahi niya na iyon at sa huwebes na siguro yun matatapos ni Tita, at dahil nga nakaka-pagod ang pagbi-bili ng libro ay inantok na ako, pa-gabi na rin naman kasi kumain pa ako sa restaurant.

Pagka-gising ko ay agad ako'ng nag-ligo at nag-bihis bago pumasok sa University, at tulad ng dati katabi ko si Sam, di naman talaga siya doon naka-upo pero dun siya umupo simula pa nung una'ng pasok niya

Napapa-kamot na lang ako kasi ang kulit talaga niya, ayoko nama'ng mag-walkout ulit.

"Ano ba Sam, ang kulit kulit mo, alam mo ba yung salita'ng space, please paki-bigay naman nun oh!" Sabi ko, napa-tingin yung nga kaklase ko at si Ma'am.

"O-okay, sorry" sabi niya sa akin, tumingin na lang ako sa mga kaklase ko na tila ay sinesenyasan na 'Ano'ng tinitingin tingin niyo?'.

"Okay so, class dismissed!" Sabi ni Ma'am sa amin, agad ko'ng knuha yung bag ko at umalis na, naunahan ko pa si Ma'am palabas.

Pumunta ako sa garden kung saan kami lagi nagkikita ni Prince pero ngayon hindi ko siya nakikita, pero sana ayos lang siya.

Umalis na lang din ako kasi wala naman ako'ng gagawin dito eh, pumunta na lang ako sa canteen at kumain na ng diet food.

Nakita ko naman si Sam na naka-tambay sa isa'ng puno malapit sa building na pinagkikitaan namin.

Lumapit ako sa kaniya at naupo, hindi naman madumi ang sahig kasi malago ang damo dito.

"Ba't mag-isa ka, nasan si Amanda?" Tanong ko dito.

"Wala, at saka bakit naman ako magpapasama kay Amanda?" Sagot niya sa akin.

"Bakit nga ba?" Nagtataka'ng sabi ko.

Umupo siya sa tabi ko, dumasog naman ako ng konte, masyado siya'ng close sakin.

"Eh ikaw, bakit ka nandito?" Tanong niya sa akin.

"Wala, namiss–" di ko na natuloy yung sasabihin ko ng magsalita siya.

"Namiss mo ko?" Ay ang kapal rin neto.

"Hindi, namiss ko ito'ng puno, di ba dito mo sinulat yung pangalan nati'ng dal'wa ng... Wala'ng katotoohanan, tanggap ko naman eh kaya nakapag-move on na rin ako, may Prince na ako" sabi ko dito at lumingon sa kaniya. Naka-tungo siya na parang may iniinda'ng sakit, eh baliw na ata to eh.

"Oh ano, okay ka lang?" Tanong ko dito.

"A-Ahh, o-oo ayos lang ako, buti naman at nakapag-move on ka na pero ako... Hindi pa" sabi niya, napatingin ulit ako sa kaniya.

"Ehhh, kaya mag-move on ka na, kasi may Amanda ka na pero... Bakit di ka pa nakakapag-move on eh wala ka nama'ng nararamdaman sakin" sabi ko dito ng nay pagtataka.

"Yan ang akala mo... Yan din ang akala ko, yung kala mo moved on ka na tapos malalaman mo na lang kapag nakita mo yu'ng tao, mararamdaman mo nanaman" sabi niya, mat tumulo'ng luha sa mata niya, is he crying?

The girl who changed her style after his boyfriens broked with her.


Although there weren't many true reference questions, the ones I did get I poured my energy into. "Can you tell me where books on fibro-myalgia are?" asked a girl no more than 13. "I want to help my grandmother." 
"Do you have any books on construction? I want to build a patio."
"Do you have any good recommendations for historical fiction?" These types of questions I loved the most. I loved reading recommendations, because I honestly tried to give the patron my opinion but also attempted to help them branch out of what they might normally read. The toughest customer I ever had was a little girl, no more than ten years old, wanting "a good book to read." I suggested middle school stuff, Diary of a Wimpy Kid, Royal Diaries, Dear America books, Captain Underpants. None of it would do; she had either read it all or thought it would be "boring." 
"What about A Wrinkle in Time? It's fantastic!"
"What's it about?"
How does one explain the beauty and exquisiteness of A Wrinkle in Time?
"Well, it's about space…and time…and a girl who goes on an adventure to save her little brother."
"Oh, I don't like books about space, because they make me think about the sun, which is going to explode in a billion years and kill everything and everyone, so nothing really matters anyway."
Holy Shit. I didn't realize ten-year-olds could be nihilists. Kids are way smarter and much more philosophical than we give them credit for. 
I was thankful for every single day that I had a job, that I had a job in a physical place, and that I had a job that I loved. When the end of summer came, I was nervous that I would soon have to find new work. But, as divine luck would have it, the Children's librarian left to go work at another library, closer to where she lived. Although I didn't have the exact same responsibilities as the Children's librarian, there was some overlap, and Rowlett extended my contract for another month. I threw myself even more into the job, because I loved it, and wanted to show my gratitude for having hired me and keeping me well past what the original contract said. I began taking up extra duties when I didn't have to, a rarity for me. I volunteered to do Story Time once a week, and this had its own rewards. I loved leading the children in songs, reading in character voices, and making the library a fun place to be. 
True, there were times when I messed up: late one morning, slacked in putting up the "new" books on the shelves, but overall I honestly tried to be the best library assistant that I could be, because I could now see the value in it. I saw the value in working for fifteen dollars an hour in something that I loved doing, rather than sixty an hour that made me feel soulless and numb. 
All vices are powered by a feedback loop, and mine was no different if I had been planted in front of a slot machine. There was never any guarantee that I would make money on a given day, but I pulled the lever anyway. And when I hit big it was easier to keep going, to go harder, to go bigger. Pull the lever! Again. And again. And again… 
And like any addiction, I live with it every day. I face temptation to go back, to learn from every mistake I made the first time stripping and to do better, be a better, more clever, higher-earning, more ruthless exotic dancer. Whenever rent comes around or I have a particularly bad electric bill or the student-loan hand starts to close over my throat again, that little voice everyone has (because it's themselves; it's not your conscious, it's not a "good angel" and "devil" on your shoulder; it's just you) starts to whisper, "Just for one day a week…just for one weekend a month…or just say screw it and go hard…you can do it…you can always go back…" It's damn hard saying "no" to that voice every time. Every. Single. Time. 
As much shame as I have for the ways that I hurt people while I was a stripper, I still want to go back. I want to feel the excitement, the power, the thrill of using whatever skills I have to get money. We all struggle with an addiction, no matter how much money, or how good a family, or what kind of education you had, what race or gender you are: we all got something that we think we can't live without.
But the library gave me peace. Or, I found peace within myself ultimately. But the library gave me the tools to do it. Never underestimate the power of a children's book to help you learn. 
When I checked books in, I loved flipping through them, gleaning bits of information here and there, especially if they were children's books, since the information was short and sweet. They could be anything from ancient Rome to cookbooks. One such book was on helping children cope with mistakes. As I was flipping through, I noticed it had a section on "How to Make an Apology." I stopped, realizing that most people know that they should apologize for a wrongdoing, but that very few know how or what makes an apology "good." It was a four-step process and it essentially went:
1.Apologize for the thing that you did. 
2.State why it was wrong.
3.State what you will do in the future, not what you won't do.
4.State how you will make it right, or, if it can't be made right, the closest thing possible.
Tears started to fill my eyes, right there at the reference desk. It would take a while to sink in, but I realized that this was the way to rectifying what I had done to hurt people, and ultimately the way to forgive myself. I have always had a difficult time in forgiving myself; we are our biggest critics. I had always struggled with the concept of letting go. How do you let go of something that keeps reappearing in your mind, telling you what an awful, terrible person you are and how could you have done such a thing? A four-step apology may not work for everyone, but it allowed me to process what I had done, who I had hurt, and realize that I had hurt myself most of all. But most of all, I realized that forgiveness comes from within. That to let go, you need to process it first. Sometimes you need a year of solitude to fully process; sometimes that year is regaining whatever strength and courage you lost along the way. Sometimes, forgiveness can only happen once you're strong enough again. 






Ariel Slick writes original fiction including short stories, novels, and memoirs to spread the joy of imagination and creativity. She also helps clients achieve their fiction writing goals with her ghostwriting skills on Upwork.com and Guru.com. Although she has  worked as a freelancer for three years, she has been dedicated to the craft all her life. Her fiction focuses on themes of love, justice, and magic, and her most popular works include romance and fantasy romance. 

Everyone loves to watch a slow-moving train wreck. That’s what happens when Ariel, librarian, book lover, and full-time geek, decides to work as an exotic dancer. When she loses her job as a bank teller, she needs a way to earn some extra cash--and fast. Driven by curiosity--just how hard could this stripping thing be?--she decides to sign up at a local club. There’s just one thing: she doesn’t tell her boyfriend about it.

Diving into the world of exotic dancing, she has to navigate the murky moral waters of taking off her clothes for money. From wild champagne parties to private shows with high-rolling customers, she will start raking in the money...until the cost becomes too high. 


"I'm gonna go get ready. Did you want to go to the mall with us?"
"Actually, my son will be very busy today." I turned around to the familiar voice and saw the alpha.
Wait a damn minute.
I looked back and forth from Alpha Arsenio and Alaric. I knew they had some similarities, but I thought that was just a werewolf thing because Alaric didn't say anything about the Alpha being his dad. They weren't exactly copies of each other and they didn't act like son and father when I was with them yesterday.
"Before I forget, I wanted to apologize for how I acted yesterday."
"It's alright. You freaked out a little, but it was to be expected after your house burns down."
"Well, I'll leave you guys to do whatever you need to do. I'll see you later, Alaric." I send him a look that said he'll have to explain later and headed upstairs.
Alaric was going to have to do some serious explaining. With him being the alpha's son, wouldn't he have the respect of everyone in this house? Everyone treated him like he had the cheese touch from Diary of a Wimpy Kid.
Since he was the alpha's son, isn't he next in line for being alpha? He was alpha junior.
Not to be rude or anything, but Alaric didn't really have the demeanor of an alpha. He was overly shy and he let everyone walk over him. He was quiet and never engage in any conflict from what I've noticed since I've met him.
He was a good person. A big-hearted goof, but I'm not sure he had it in him to be a leader and it seemed like everyone knew that as well.
I already took a shower, so I just went to the closet, realizing that I had no clothes other then the ones I'm wearing. That was the reason for why I was going shopping today.
"I guess I'm already done getting dressed." I left the room that I guess was now mine to find my dad. He was in the empty kitchen where everyone vacated from, making a cup of coffee. I'm guessing he just woke up.
"Hey, Princess. You alright? You gave me quite the scare yesterday. I'm guessing Alaric found you?"
"Yeah. Sorry about that. I'm actually going shopping with the girls once they come downstairs."
"Do you need some money?"
"I still have some saved up from my last job. That reminds me. I have to find another job."
"You should ask one of your friends if they know if anywhere you can work, but make sure you can balance school too."
I heard people coming down the stairs and saw the girls.
"Hey uncle Greg," Chris said to my dad. 
"Is that supposed to be an Irish accent," my dad asked her.
"Yes and by the way, my mom is coming over today."
"Awesome. I'll get my trap ready." My dad ran off to wherever and I let out a chuckle.
"Let's go." 
Chris decided to be the one to drive and I sat in the passenger seat, while Hanna and Jaisley sat in the back. We got to the mall in no time and walked into the huge building. Chris dragged me to a couple of stores. 
I tried on some clothes, but Chris was never satisfied.
"Why do you wear so much black? Have you ever heard of the rainbow?"
"Well, excuse me if I like to dress in the color of my soul."
"Why don't you try this on?" Chris was holding up a piece of purple fabric.
"What do I look like? Barney?"
"Okay, I'm taking over," Jaisley says, pushing Chris away.
"No one is picking my clothes. I can pick them myself," I tell them. 
"Im. Picking. Them. Understood." Jaisley was giving me the meanest glare I had ever seen and the girls were standing behind her making signals for me to just obey her.
"Ok, fine, but if I don't like them, I'm putting them back."
"Don't insult me," Jaisley tells me and she drags me into a different store. 
Now this store was more my style.
Instead of the stores Chris took me to that had bright and perky outfits, Jaisley took me to a store that had darker shades, but it was stylish and sexy.
"Thank me later," Jaisley whispered. She started going through the isles, picking up things, but she didn't want me to see, so she sent me to the fitting room with Chris.
"Okay, here's everything I found." Jaisley comes into the fitting room with a shopping cart filled with clothes. "Come out when you try on something, so we can see." They all waited outside of the fitting room. 
There was so much clothes and I didn't know what to put on first.
How did she even know my size.
I settled for a fall off the shoulder, long sleeved top that exposed my back and light brown, toned shoulders. It had strings going criss crossed across my back, but I didn't mind.
I matched it with a short skirt and it looked great. I stepped out of the fitting room for them to see me.
"You look amazing, Anne," Chris told me.
"Of course she does. I dressed her. Now go back in and try on everything else. We don't have all day."
"How sweet," I tell Jaisley sarcastically, but I obey and go back in. The rest of the outfits were a combination of fishnets, skirts, stylish pants, exposing fabrics, chains, and more. She even picked out some bathing suits.
What surprised me the most was the last outfit.
"Jaisley, your fucking crazy if you think I'm going to wear this." I didn't even know what it was until I put it on.  "Is this a fucking tail attached to it?"
"You never know when it'll come in handy. You sure do need to get some," she had the nerves to say. Jaisley slipped in some lingerie when she gave me my clothes. But it wasn't even some simple lingerie.
I could tell she was the type for role play. The thing was black lace with a poofy skirt. The corset part had a pair of paws stitched onto the boob area and lets not forget the dangling tail.
"I don't even have a boyfriend. Who do you exactly think I'd be getting any from?"
"You seem to be cozying up to Alaric. The quiet little mouse might like a dominate cat." 
"You must be insane. I'm convinced because 1. Alaric and I are friends 2. Alaric is a werewolf, meaning he has a mate 3. I'm most definitely not his mate and 4. You must've been fucking dropped on your head."
"You don't have to be his mate to have some fun with him," Chris slides in. 
"Okay, I'm changing back into my cloths and I'm done with this conversation, but since we're on the subject of Alaric, why didn't anyone tell me his dad was the alpha?" 
I finish putting on my clothes, bragged the shopping cart filled with clothes that I wanted and walked out of the fitting room. I made sure to leave behind the lingerie.
"Took you long enough to figure out," Jaisley says, rolling her eyes. I noticed that Hanna wasn't outside of the fitting room with the girls and that's why I hadn't heard much from her.
"Where's Hanna," I asked them.
"Unlike you, my little dress up doll likes to get dressed up for me. Alaric would have appreciated it," Jaisley said. I just rolled my eyes and went to go pay for my new clothes.
"Try not to go hard on Alaric about the topic of his dad being alpha. It's a very sensitive topic, so no one brings it up. That's why no one told you." Chris was explaining to me by the cash register while Jaisley went looking for Hanna.
The nosy bitch inside of me was dying to find out what was going on and just wanted to interrogate Alaric, but I had to respect that it was a sensitive topic. I give Chris a quick nod.
"Guys, I'm pretty hungry. Let's go eat something in the food court," Hanna said, her and Jaisley finally coming back.

Anne, a powerful teen witch, moves to New Orleans with her father to help with the supernatural problems they were having. She meets new people, including the quiet, next in line alpha of the pack she's working with. His pack is ashamed to call him their next leader, but how will Anne's badass persona effect Alaric, the quiet alpha.

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