Baddies Doll Novels & Stories

Lilith just rolled her eyes at the rapture the two boys were sharing as they both admired the far too expensive Porsche. “My friends are going to think I’m so cool,” Jacob said, as he was bouncing in place at just the thought of riding in the fancy sports car. “Want to take the top down?” Finn asked. “Yeah,” Jacob shouted and then giggled as he pressed a button and the top started slowly moving back.lilith wasn’t thrilled to climb into the small vehicle. She much preferred her sturdy mini-van.

Mikael was in complete shock at her study; it was beautiful in an almost morbid, macabre way. We both took a seat next to each other on the couch while Sajida sat on the other side of her desk in her throne. She flipped a lock of hair over her shoulder and just grinned at us; she enjoyed being right. She knew I would come here. All she had to do was wait. Before Mikael and I could say anything, we both saw small shadows under a console table by the wall underneath a window. Mikael jumped slightly, but I knew what they were - the small dolls that I met the last time we were here. There were three of them - one with a pentagon on its belly, another with a triple moon, and the last one with a t

She hoped by talking it wouldn’t made it awkward as Leon hadn’t move from his place, standing in front of the bathtub, facing her since they entered the bathroom. “Disturb?” He scoffed. “She has that hobby where she turns her favorite people into dolls. Living dolls. She is more wicked and disgusting than you think she is.” Belle frowned imagining it, wondering how human can be turn into doll but she was sure demon would find their ways. Ways that she wouldn’t like to hear. “But I don’t think that’s enough reason for you to bother her.” “True,” he answered. “It was also as a revenge but she won’t remember why. After all the reason only matters for those who wants the revenge.”

My best friend picked on her and Bailey mumbled something under her breath, rolling her eyes as Tiana smiled at her in satisfaction. "But seriously, A! You don't need to invite them just to play with your new doll. Look at them, they look like cartoon characters. Did you see that Franky?" Bailey said while pointing at the guy who was sitting next to Quinn with his arms around the girl with short red hair who was sitting on his left. "He's huge like Franky The Monster and her girlfriend looks like Velma from Scooby-Doo. Perfect combination, right?" "Actually, its Frankenstein and Velma," Tiana corrected her before she drunk her low-calorie juice.

Mommy told her she could not join because she had something else to deal with, but she had a feeling that it was because her mommy did not want to see the baddie. They must have had a fight, otherwise, their mommy would not have taken them for such an extended stay with their uncle. Odell's expression darkened, and his lips twitched to one side. Before waiting for an answer, Isabel clenched her tiny fist and beat against Odell’s chest repeatedly. “Hey Baddie, stop bullying Mommy!” Odell kept his arm around her and let her have her way with him, repeatedly pounding at his chest while he silently stared at Liam who was only nearby.

I asked politely She nodded, her attention still fixated on her dolls "Is that Barbie doll" "Yes" she whispered, her voice barely audible "I think she's pretty, I love her dress, what is she supposed to be" I carefully asked "A popstar" her eyes now fixated on me as she smiles "That's not a Barbie doll, it's a Bratz doll, she is so clueless" Tina chipped in "No, it's a Barbie doll, Mama and Grandma said so" Tiara retaliated back

I say and run into my room and emerge with two small wrapped boxes. “Monroe, we said no gifts!” Maddy says, “Yeah, I know but then this idea came to me and I couldn’t not do it. Besides, I bought one for myself too so it doesn’t even count.” They both open the boxes to find the little silver chain with a heart shaped locket with the word “Bitches” engraved in delicate cursive on the outside. They open the lockets to find the little pictures of the three of us I had put inside.

Mom was already doing her thing hugging my woman and trying to calm her while Mindy brushed her hair with her fingers. I put them in the truck and went to see where my people were at with this shit. I had to put a leash on my emotions and clear my fucking head. The robot was doing her thing while the team stood a fair distance away. Tessie was a nifty little toy that DHS had paid millions for we have two of these shits. They can do in seconds what it would take a human minutes or sometimes hours to do. She evaluates the potential threat and dismantles it all by herself. If the rest of the world really believes that Americans are the dumbest fucks on the planet they've never seen inside the m

"YOU BASTARD—Ah!" Abigail fisted her hair and slammed her face deeper into the mattresses, silencing her cries as her words muffled. He seethed in her ear. "I don't want to hurt you, baby. So, don't make me hurt you. I can be the nicest person you ever met or your worst fucking nightmare. You're not leaving this place, I'll fucking make you mine." Amara felt her lungs burning as she desperately tried to claw at his hands. Her face turned red as she struggled to breathe. Abigail chuckled watching her struggle, it amused him, satisfied his sick-twisted mind knowing she was at his mercy. He placed a kiss on her naked back. "You're so beautiful, Amara. Almost too flawless that it makes me want t

By the window, Neo watched as cars departed from the neighborhood. He reached out, slowly drawing the curtains closed. Picking up the zombie doll from the floor, he placed it on a shelf in the small room. Then he walked over to the cabinet furthest inside and pulled open the drawer. Inside the drawer lay a row of handmade dolls. They were all tattered and strange-looking. Some were missing arms, some had broken legs. Others had their mouths sewn shut, their faces expressionless. These dolls all bore a striking resemblance to Jenny. Neo picked up one of the dolls, looking at its broken arm, his eyes filled with a chilling sense of foreboding.