Barbie Princess In Power Novels & Stories

I was just happy the spell on the necklace was working. “Don't waste your energy sweety, this right here makes sure you can't touch me, like you just tried to do now” I smiled, showing off my necklace. “What the hell do you want?!” It was the princess that growled this time, the air in the office dropping to the negatives in just seconds. Looks she doesn't just look like her mother, she has her powers too. “Calm down popsicle, I come in peace” I said, making direct eye contact with her, hoping she'd do the same but she didn't.

Which was still unknown. Natalia came back running into my hands as she held Barbie. She didn’t look at her the whole time and that meant she was still upset. “Daddy here she is.” “Now talk out your issues with her, Princess.” “I forgive you for thinking you’re prettier than me Barbie.” And she still hadn’t looked at her. “Now can we get ice cream?” she asked with puppy eyes. “Not yet Princess, you have to look at Barbie when you speak.” She pouted again and then looked at Barbie. She stared at the doll for a while before tears began to flow from her eyes.

I chuckled at the errant thought. Speaking of daughters, I find my eyes drawn to the gorgeous Barbie princess sitting comfortably on Jeff's shoulders and sucking on a lollipop like that was the most interesting thing happening. She is so small and sweet, not older than two years. I find myself waving at her to get her attention. "hey, princess! I love your Barbie dress." I commented smiling at her. She smiled back at me before pulling her lollipop from her mouth. "Thank you. My Daddy got it for me," she said proudly like the true daddy's girl that she is.

All hers; my princess. "God, you are a real life princess. I feel like I am meeting with the pink and purple lover girl you always watch on TV in real life—" With a loud chuckle and red, adorable cheeks, she informed me, "—Barbie, daddy! Her name's Barbie!" With a large smile of my own, I continued, "Well, I feel like I am meeting with Barbie right now. It's not even the outfit, my princess, it's you… There is no other star that shines brighter than you, ever. You are the most beautiful girl in the world, always remember that."

she added on. "What. No," she sat up. "I don't want him to train me. He's so mean and never lets me do what I want. If you bring back Carson then I'll for sure do it. He is the one that taught me all that time ago." "Not a chance Princess." her dad said.

And a dash of sparkly nonsense. I was a CEO Barbie dream turned reality — and I loved every second of it. I strode into the office as if I owned it. My bubblegum heels tapped against the tile with just the right dose of sass to turn heads. Today was date day. With Creed. And you can bet your sweet bippy I was going to kill it. I had my killer evening gown concealed in my purse — no way in the world I was going to that high-end restaurant looking like the very essence of 'business success.' No, sexy was in order for tonight. And the gown waiting for me?

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

Peter said as she click the the next button. "Wait! This one is great" Bonnie said staring at the mask on the screen as Laura stopped. "Nope. It looks like Barbie's" Alex said disqualifying it. "That's it. Barbie is cool. Remember Barbie and the three musketeers?" Bonnie said excitedly as Alex huffed.

He lovely blonde hair made into a princess bun, with her cute tiara and her makeup is on point. She is simple breathtaking. She takes step after after steps towards me, with a smile, which expose her big long teeth. She gives me her left hand, and I lead her to the center of the room, for a speech. " You look beautiful in pink, my love" I whisper in her ear " More like a glorified barbie doll" She grumbles, with a cute frown. " A very pretty Barbie doll" I say knowing fully well how she hates being associated to barbie.

"But isn't it weird that the princess is that powerful? I mean, she is just a princess." The previous customer turned to the person who chimed in and furrowed their eyebrows, angrily looking at them as many more who were listening did the same. "What did you just say?!" The person who chimed in shrugged nonchalantly, unaware of the murderous gazes that were being sent to their way as they continued. "You heard me, right? The princesses of different kingdoms are fragile and needs protecting. Why do we need a princess who is more powerful than the princes?" He said as he smirked.