Barbie Dolls Stories Novels & Stories

"Because it's interesting and mommy what did the sad arrogant heir do at night when his curse was attacking him?" "Alright, my barbie doll. Listen well and I will continue the story of the poor arrogant prince!" With that, I lay down straight and concentrated on listening. My eyes were glistening as my tiny lips kept on pouting. My clasped hands rested on my tummy while my mother tapped it rhythmically.

She was on the verge of losing it. "No! Please, don't tell them! I'll talk, Matty! I'll tell you everything!" Hearing this, Matteo finally loosened his grip. "Start talking." Rebecca gasped for air, coughing violently as the rush of oxygen burned her throat. However, she didn't dare stop. She gasped sharply, her voice breaking. "Y-You can check my phone!" Frantically, she unlocked her phone and handed it over with shaking hands. "I didn't do anything! This is all a misunderstanding!"

I mumbled. “I hate reading; why do you love reading manga? Doesn’t it bore you? I prefer to watch Barbie. My favourite Barbies are “The Princess and the Pauper, Barbie: A Fairy Secret, Barbie in The Nutcracker, and “Barbie And The Twelve Princesses." She beamed and sang. "You are just like me. I'm just like you. There's somewhere else we'd rather be..." I rolled my eyes. “Enough! I’ve heard enough of your Barbie titles and songs.”

Chapter Five That's why you buy Sxx Slave to enjoy yourself every night, right? But what if...? The personalized Sxx Slave you bought is... Become an Absolute Sxx Slave. That theme... Very slow, childish, Addicted to Barbie. Thank you If only he knew that Barbie is beautiful, but she has no brain. Look at your entire condo, he turned it into a sticker house because no matter where you look, you'll see stickers that are all Barbie. *shake* *shake*

CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD It was almost time and Ariana was dressed, she left the house and went over to Shade’s place, arriving at Shade’s place she met other girls there, about 4 of them, Jane, Glory, Peace and Ronke. All ladies were good looking but Ariana was the most beautiful girl in the room “Ariana!” Shade walked up to her and hugged her then introduced her to the girls “Are you ready to go?” Shade asked her

Barbie nodded, "Yes, I hear you, Williams, I hear everything you're saying. But answer me this one question. Do you love me? Please be very honest, do not lie to me." Williams swallowed. He wanted to tell Barbie that he loved her, but he knew she would not believe him. He decided to give her a reply that would make her believe he was being honest. So, he said, "Well, the truth is that I don't love you, Barbie, but..."

“But secrets are bad. Mom says we can’t keep secrets from family.” “Some secrets are different,” I countered, racking my head for the right language, something that appealed to her sense of fun and understanding. “This isn’t a bad secret, Isla. It’s a good one. And if you help me keep this secret, I will make sure we share the best ones only, okay? What do you want more than anything?” She didn’t hesitate. “The new limited edition Barbie doll. The one with the real silk dress. You said it was too expensive.”

"Let us change first then we can go. Can you wait for us, Barbie?" Barbie chuckled and picked up a book from the floor. "Sure thing! Take your time~!" She answered before looking at the title. Hmm? "Identifying Witchcraft"? Barbie scrunched her eyebrows and opened the book. Why does a book that an Illinora only had to be here in this room? Not unless... Barbie looked at the door where Jus and Chloe had gone into.

Lennox’s POV “I don’t like my Barbie doll anymore Daddy.” “What’s wrong with it Nat?” “She said she’s prettier than me.” I laughed and she pouted. How did she even speak to the doll? I tried recalling if she had any Barbie dolls than could talk or make sounds. The only dolls she had that made sounds were animal dolls. So how did Barbie tell her she’s prettier? Thinking about how hilarious it sounded I laughed out loud which only made her more upset.

“Hm.” Little Rosie held the doll in her arms and cradled it. She touched its soft blonde hair which was almost the same color as hers and she giggled when the Barbie doll started singing softly. Surely, her favorite toys in the world were Barbie dolls. She would do anything to get one. “Mommy?” she called. “Do Barbie dolls have fathers? I'm sure they do. We've been buying a lot of them and bringing them home, won't their daddy feel sad? Or are they like Rosie who can't see their daddy?”