Barbie Nutcracker Prince Eric Novels & Stories

“Eric, you knew I was financially down. You knew I couldn’t afford a damn vacation, and you still left without me.” “Babe, don’t be so dramatic.” “You’re an ass, you know that?” Instead of responding, he only chuckled. And then I saw it—another hand rubbing his shoulder in the video call. My eyes narrowed. “Who’s that?” Eric shifted slightly, blocking my view. “No one.” “Eric—” “I gotta go, sugar plum. We’ll talk later.” And just like that, he hung up. I stared at the phone, my blood practically boiling. “Unbelievable.”

When I walked back in, Eric was in the cave standing by the wall and eating an apple. I looked at him and suddenly realized how hungry I was. I also picked up two apples and went to sit down. Eric stood there staring at me closely, so I decided to say something funny. "You should take a picture, it lasts longer," I told him with a smile, and Eric just shook his head. "You never cease to amaze me Keera," he said And we both laughed. "What do you know about me, Eric? I asked with all seriousness returned. "Nothing much, except for the fact that you're a bratty, arrogant little princess of the famous Duke Walter."

Then someone tapped on my shoulder and I turned around to see Eric looking at me with the silly grin on his face. "May I have this dance, princess?" He said taking my hand and twirling me around. "I don't like your stupid moves, Eric. Sway your body slowly and please, try not to embarrass us in front of everyone," I said to my brother making him grin wider. "I am not that bad of a dancer. I assure you my crush wouldn't run-off after having one dance with me," he said with the smug smile. I glared at him and stepped on his shoe; he hissed in pain but covered it with the tight lip smile.

“Me neither, but I don’t have another choice.” In the evening, “I’m waiting for you, ma princesse.” Eric called her to come outside. He was standing near his red Porsche 911 looking at her gorgeous figure as she walked towards him. He grabbed her chin and made her look up into his eyes. “You look gorgeous.” He leaned in to kiss her but she pulled away and walked to the car door. “I’m freezing.” He rushed to open the door for her. “Get in.”

"I'll be sure to hang you to a post with your royal cape and expose your royal underwear so everyone one can see that pride of yours! ARGH!!" The chair isn't working! I knew I should have used the mahogany one, but it was too heavy. "ARRRRGHH!!!" I angrily marched to my dresser and grabbed all of the brushes and makeups that I saw and started to throw them against the wall. The makeup broken and scattered messily on the floor after they hit. It left a lot of stains on both the door and the floor. The door suddenly burst open and the 5 princes came. A box of powder came flying towards Nate's face but he easily caught it.

"I saw the announcement on the television. How are you holding up?" At that moment, the announcement came again. I found myself looking and listening. Sebastian was dressed in a suit of white with medals of excellence pinned to it. The princess was wearing a beautiful red dress that covered her feet. She and Sebastian held hands and smiled at the camera, their eyes met but Sebastian's were pain filled, and I knew that the wedding was, indeed, in two weeks time.

Eric finally decided to ask from his mum. Cindy did not wait for Becca to answer. She gave him a beautiful smile before leading them out of the airport to the place where she parked the car. “Of course my dear little Champion. We are going to your new home and be rest assured that everything is done according to your wishes. Spider-Man with Batman decorated room for my precious boy right? And a Cinderella Barbie decorated room for my darling princess Erica, also right ? Right!" Cindy answered herself and nodded proudly, obviously impressed with her own memory and handwork.

Hastily opened his mouth to reassure: "Um, I'm just a B-list actor, not famous; how can I be lucky to meet that Crown Prince? You can rest assured." Jacky reluctantly pushed Eric's forehead: "Just hope so." At 9 pm, Eric came home, and when he opened the door, his eyes were full of posters, albums, and products that Vincent used to represent. On the other side of the table, there were still a few unopened boxes. Looking around, Eric saw so much that his brain hurt; go in, tore down the poster on the wall, and cleaned up the living room again. You don't need to use your head to think to know who's doing it.

Their jaws were on the floor, so many shocking factors there. “And?” Conri asked after snapping out of it. His heart was drumming hard because as hard as he tried to hide it, seeing his cousin like that killed him. There was nothing he did not try to help his cousin but he had begun accepting that the Brum he raised and ruled with for so many years was gone. “Mate with their princess.” The Royal Beta finished off with the couple’s jaws dropping even lower than they had thought possible. Their brains were fried, mouth opening and closing all at once. All they could do was watch Beta Brum stride to the door which he opened and closed after him with such force it snapped those left in the room

The girl – for she was little more than that, about Miriam’s age – held up her elbow for his inspection. Ketil growled, forgetting how sensitive she was. “I am not angry with you,” he hastened to assure her. “Come, sit with me. I do not bite.” She moved stiffly towards him, reaching out a tentative hand for the basket. “Leave it,” he said. Ruth let out a sobbing breath. “What is to become of us?” Another selfless female. The Princess Royal would have thought only of herself. Once she would. Now, he was not so sure. Yet didn’t her reverting to type only suggest as much?