Barbie Doll Names Novels & Stories

Allysa Hall is a 25-year-old brazen yet beautiful lady. Heir to her father’s big company but due to her elder step-sister’s scheme she lost the favor of her father. She was called many names, the black sheep of the respectable Hall family. She once believed that she was the luckiest girl in the world having both parents that love her, but the moment her mother died everything changed. Her father, Andrew Hall remarried three years after his wife's death and it was the start of Allysa’s nightmare. She was forced to restart her life. Finding relief and temporary happiness she found herself in a cheap bar recommended by one of her friends. She drank and partied till dawn to forget all the bad things that happened. Being single for almost all of her life she decided to make a bold move on the hot guy sitting next to her. “Hi, there! Can you grant this miserable woman who’s never been in a relationship, a favor?” Allysa asked pretty boldly, cheeks flushed red due to alcohol. The man looked up from his drink and saw a drunk lady on his left side. “What?” he asked irritably. “Can I kiss you?” Allysa asked with a grin on her beautiful face. Little did she know that due to her impulsiveness, she had no idea that her miserable life would turn upside-down.

“This is your cheque.” He said, making her frown. “I didn’t ask for your money.” She said, and he rolled his eyes. “You didn’t need to. But you served, and you are getting paid for it.” He said coldly before walking toward the door. “Now just be sure to keep that mouth of yours shut about it…” ********************************** She gave him one night. He gave her money for it. Mia knew it was reckless. Sleeping with a stranger, no names, no promises, just a fleeting escape from the weight of reality. But when the night ended, and he left cold bills on the nightstand like she was just another transaction, the burn of humiliation carved into her soul. She hated him for it. Hated herself for needing the money too much to throw it back. She never expected to see him again. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Because now he’s standing in her office… powerful, arrogant, and very much her new boss. Nathan Lockwood doesn’t recognize her at first. To him, it was just one night. But for Mia, it was the night everything changed. And when he finds out the secret she’s been hiding, the game between them turns into something far more dangerous than either of them ever anticipated. He paid to forget her. Now he’ll pay anything to keep her.

My breath caught in my throat the moment my eyes dropped between his legs. Oh God. His cock was hard, heavy, long, impossible to ignore. Panic filled my chest. “Is… that going inside me?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. My voice didn’t even sound like mine, small, breakable. “Oh, sweet doll…” His voice dropped, gravelly and dark. “It’s not just going inside you.” He stepped closer, towering over me. My skin heated as his hand wrapped around himself, stroking twice. He swelled even larger, as though to prove the threat in his words. “It’s going to stretch you wide open. You’ll feel me for days. You’ll walk with the memory of me buried deep, dripping down your thighs. You’ll cry from it, shake from it, and still… you’ll beg for more.” “Oh…” The sound tore from me, heavy with terror. I was sold for three million dollars to the man who killed my father. Dante De Luca, older, ruthless, dangerously handsome and untouchable. He didn’t buy me for a night. He bought me for a lifetime, to make me his mistress… and then, his wife. Trapped in a contract marriage, I vowed never to love him. But my body betrayed me. His possessive kisses. His punishing touch. I found myself wanting more. Craving him. Yearning for everything he gave. Dante wanted revenge, because my father killed his wife and stole his Mafia kingship. He wanted to punish me. He wanted to break me. But somewhere in his quest to cause me pain… he began to fall and save me, even from my own father. Now, when loyalty calls upon me, I’m torn. Between the man who raised me… and the man who owns my heart.

My fiance, Simon Rossi, is a mafia Don with a reputation for brutality. He suddenly takes in an orphan girl and spoils her rotten. He names her Giara, saying she's pure, like a beam of light. But that is the name he has promised for our future daughter. He thinks he's hidden it well. But the night before our engagement party, I notice his cufflinks. The ruby ones I gave him are replaced with cheap plastic cartoon cats. I don't believe he's really cheating, so I abduct Giara to get answers without hurting her. Then Simon bursts in with his men. 50 people die, and three armories go up in flames. "Ivina Coleo, consider this a lesson. But don't worry. I'll send her away. Remember, this is the first time you touch her, and the last." But at the engagement party, Giara sits with Simon's parents, smiling right at me. The sight sparks a fury I can't control. I lunge forward, determined to send her away myself. Simon tells Giara to leave, coaxing me through the ceremony. But that night, he binds my limbs with stones and sinks me into the sea. "I told you that was the last time." Cold water fills my lungs. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day I first abducted Giara. This time, I don't want Simon or the wedding anymore.

Elena escaped to the exclusive Azure Resort with one goal: to finally feel alive again. After years trapped in a passionless relationship that left her body aching and unsatisfied, the 28-year-old craved raw, unrestrained pleasure — no commitments, no judgments. What she never expected was him. Damian Vale — the ruthless business mogul whose name commanded boardrooms and billions. He was at the resort for a discreet high-stakes deal, his days filled with power plays and his nights reserved for darker indulgences. One smoldering look across the beach bar was all it took. No names at first. No promises. Just pure, magnetic lust. What begins as a single reckless night explodes into an all-consuming obsession. He claims her body with the same commanding intensity he brings to his empire — pinning her against the balcony railing under the moonlight, devouring her in the private infinity pool where anyone could watch, and driving her to shattering orgasms on silk sheets with rough hands, filthy commands, and relentless thrusts. Night after night, Elena surrenders completely. Every touch deeper. Every thrust harder. Every climax more devastating than the last. She came seeking freedom from her boring past. He gave her an addiction she never wanted to quit. But how long can she lose herself in the mogul’s touch before the powerful stranger demands more than just her body?

In two steps he was on her, yanking her up straight and turning her around to face the wall. She gasped at the change in dynamic: her teasing and taunting were shoved roughly to one side and now he was in full and total control. Jo trembled as he dropped a slow, sexy kiss on her right shoulder, then lightly nipped her soft skin before moving his mouth to her ear. “Don’t you move, angel,” he murmured. “Keep facing forward.” **** Jolene Angeles is fresh out of a nightmare marriage and parked at a roadside biker bar hunting for one thing: Mr. Right Now. In a few days, she’ll have a new job, a new city, a new life, and a single, forgettable one-night stand feels like the perfect way to burn the past down. Then she meets Zeke. Silver-eyed, dangerous. Exactly the kind of mistake she wants. One night, no names, no aftermath. Zeke “Silver” Bennett doesn’t lose control. Ever. He learned that lesson once, and it nearly destroyed him. So when he spots the dark-eyed woman across the bar, he knows the rules: one night, clean break, no complications. Until fate throws them together again... and secrets start detonating. They didn’t tell each other the truth. Now they’re forced to decide: can trust be built on lies? And if the truth finally comes out – raw, painful, unforgiving – will either of them be brave enough to risk real love?

Princess Lyra Raven crest has always lived in the shadow of expectation, too weak to rule as an omega but the only buffer between her kingdom and her psychotic brother's tyranny. When the Great Council strips Kael of his birthright and names her heir, there is only one problem: the throne demands she marry an alpha, in accordance with ancient law. Then she scents him in the midst of a battle beneath the full moon, pine, winter storms, and clean dominant male. Her mate. Her salvation.Too bad he's Marcus Thornfield, the deadly alpha who's sworn to destroy her kin. Marcus has been hunting for years for the Raven crest prince who murdered his family. He never imagined that he'd find his destined omega among his enemies, her fragrance calling forth every possessive instinct he's tried to bury. She's supposed to be his revenge, not his weakness. But when Kael abducts Marcus in an attempt to force Lyra's hand, she must decide: save her mate and lose her kingdom, or claim her throne and watch the man she loves die. In a world where omegas are underappreciated and alphas rule by strength alone, Lyra will discover that sometimes the greatest power is not in reigning but in summoning the strength to reunite what was always meant to be apart. Because sometimes bonds are stronger than blood. Some loves are worth going to war for. And some omegas are going to change the world.

Will you ever justify sleeping with the man destined by your parents to marry your sister? Iris Calder was never reckless—until him. For twelve months, she’s lived for his touch, his command, his untamed scent. Their affair had no names, no strings, and no future—just a consuming, secret desire. But everything shatters when the stranger she’s given her body to arrives at her family’s doorstep… as her sister’s betrothed mate. Darius Wolfe. Alpha. Ruthless. Untouchable. Suddenly, the one-night stand is sleeping in the next room, and his irresistible scent is dangerously clinging to Iris’s skin. Forced to play the role of the perfect daughter while hiding a passion that could destroy two packs, Iris teeters on the edge of ruin. Darius’s control is unraveling, his wolf claiming what his title forbids, and every stolen glance, every night spent giving in to that desire, burns hotter than the last. Fortunately but unfortunately, their forbidden affair is the least of their worries. When the estate is attacked and a corporate investigation into the Calder family surfaces, their secret proximity only deepens. As the wedding approaches, Venus’s paranoia, a trusted Beta’s betrayal, and a hidden prophecy threaten to expose Iris, strip Darius of his title, and risk revealing the entire supernatural world. Can a relationship born in lust survive a secret that was literally destined to tear their world apart? Read now before the secret costs them everything.

EXCERPT: John freed himself from the security lashes in order to gain more access to Tom. He gripped his friend's waist, squeezing to emphasize how much he was willing to give up for this man. "I can touch you. We can touch. Touch me." Tom searched John's face with his eyes, the flush on his cheeks darkening and capturing John's attention once more. He could feel Tom's uncertainty as if it were a weighted net falling over them both to pin them in place. Summoning his courage, he stripped his tunic from his upper body and seized Tom's hand in his own. "Touch me. Please." John thought Tom was going to refuse until he used his free hand to reach out. SYNOPSIS: Refugees of a dead planet, the Zen are grateful the people of Earth are willing to offer them a new home. Executive Orders from the White House declare America a safe-haven for any of the shapeshifting aliens as long as they follow three basic rules: 1. Zen must take a human appearance. 2. Zen must register with human names at Social Services. 3. Zen must find paid work or volunteer to help their country. Two friends declare themselves "married" during their registration without realizing they are now legally bound to one another as a couple. Will New Americans John and Tom see their friendship turn into a romance or will they reject being accidentally married aliens?

My boyfriend, Karl Boone, was one of the adopted sons my father took in. Before he left, he vowed solemnly, "If I lose this battle, I'm not worthy of marrying you. And if I win, I'll rent out Disneyland and throw a grand wedding for you." I tore up all the marriage contracts from the local noble heirs and waited for him for two full years. But when he returned, he knelt before my father, with a pregnant woman hiding behind him. "I'll sacrifice everything I gained overseas to marry Karen," he said, shielding the woman. "She's innocent and fragile, having suffered through hardships in the slums. She's not like Tabitha, who has had everything from birth." My father's gaze swept over me, and the entire room fell silent. Everyone knew that when I lost my temper, I could tear down the house and make them pay dearly. But instead, I greeted the woman with a sweet smile. "Hi there." That night, I closed my eyes and picked one of the blind boxes containing names of potential suitors. As luck would have it, I picked Karl's arch-enemy. On our wedding day, Karl barged in wearing a bomb strapped to his body. "Tabitha, if you dare marry him, we'll die together!"