Novel & Cerita Barbie X Raquelle

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Two evenings later, Tanya came into my room with Rachel in tow. " Listen Barbie, "she said in her usual blunt way, [she sometimes called me Barbie, though I could never figure out why], "listen up, we're going to a party and you're coming with us." I began to stammer my refusal but Rachel came forward and hugged me, whispered loudly, "Marianne the Snob will be there too and we need to show her what you are really like, right? ‘

Some talented underpaid model that who, but the world is not fair so we get Scarlett, Evangeline and Xenastra. A foot away they come to a stop, their body posture the same, nothing authentic there. “Hi,” they wave in unison, all three of them smiling as if on que “Yes, hello.” I nearly laugh. Scarlett takes the empty seat at the table, smiling widely at Aurora. “Rumor, I haven't had the chance to say hello today.” “Yeah?” Aurora nods, “Hey Barbie.” “Barbie?” Xena giggles, “Did Cassian teach you that?”

It is filled with people and a group I have not seen before the next moment a Barbie blond runs up to us. “XAVIER!” She screeches and shoves me and Kiara out of the way to get to Xavier. She jumps in his arms he looks like he doesn’t know what to do with the girl. I giggle because he looks really uncomfortable right now.

Stella barks and runs to her owner as Gran and Hayley turn to see me approaching them. “Xander! What are you doing home so early?” asks Hayley shyly. I walk up to her and kiss her on the cheek just to see her blush before kissing a very happy looking gran. “I missed my favourite girls….Zola and Stella….so I had to come home early", I joke.

Placing her hand over her womb she whispered ‘I’m sorry jellybean’ Lissa washed her face and called a cab, it drove right up to the door of her dressing room and as she strode out she ducked her head to get into the vehicle. ‘No, hey, Lissa come back we‘ve got a show to shoot’ The Producer shouted but Lissa ignored him and headed for the nearest bar to get drunk she did not know that in some American states, you cannot buy drinks in a bar until you are twenty-one. Fortunately for her the bar manager that day was an aspiring young Actor, [Every bar in Hollywood had at least one aspiring Actor] Mickey recognized her immediately and figured this was his lucky day, he knew her Producer. Introdu

He wanted her to know that he wasn't interested in Barbie, so he pulled Barbie into the room and closed the door. "Why did you knock on my door?" He asked. Barbie smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Zach is with Paige, I was alone in my bedroom, and you are here as well. So, I came here to see if you needed some company. Maybe we can just have a good time and....." "Good time? What are you talking about?" William asked. Barbie smiled and turned, so Williams could unzip the back of her dress. "I'm willing to be all yours tonight," she said.

Because I can't dream of falling for anyone but her in this lifetime. Until then, my quest to find my mysterious Rachel starts now. ******* Rachel "Rachel, do you think daddy loves Jane," Marline asks, scanning pictures of Brandon and Jane and placing them beside each other. "You know you're smarter than any kids your age," I said, sitting beside as Marline smiled at my words. "And yeah I think your daddy loves Jane, and you know a secret..," "What secret..," Marlin said, suddenly excited by my words. "Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another,"

"My name is Barbara Adams..." ​Rhyssa’s lips twitch and her feline eyes crinkle with mischief, She lets out a low chuckle that vibrates in her throat. "Okay... Barbie." ​I blanch instantly and my mouth drops open at the horrible nickname. Barbie? Seriously??? Before I can snap back she smoothly steps closer, her tone dropping into a conspiratorial whisper as she gestures toward the patrons scattered around the room. "This is the VVIP section," she explains, her sharp eyeliner glinting under the red lights. "These are the creme de la crop of society we're dealing with up here... I'm talking extremely wealthy motherfuckers." She leans in a fraction closer, a wicked spark in her eyes. "I'm just

Barbie-themed, complete with soft pink ruffles, glittering icing, and a mini fondant version of me in the center, wearing a replica of my dress. I burst out laughing. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Carmen nudged me, grinning like a devil. “Somebody’s Ken is obsessed with his Barbie,” she whispered, her eyes flicking to Vincent across the room. “Shut up,” I muttered, but I was blushing. She leaned closer. “Make a wish, Barbie.” I closed my eyes, lacing my fingers together as the room quieted. “I wish to live the life of my dreams.”