Cerita Barbie Novels & Stories

I retorted in a bored tone. "Really?" Em asked in disbelief. I shoot her a glare, "I will prefer to rather than watching it again!" I almost yelled at her. "Come on, Andrew, it was a nice movie, " Elie says in fare of Em. "Ohh in what way? didn't you saw how weak that barbie was and then out of sudden she discovers a secret door in her castle and she founds magic there and then used it against her so rich and handsome fiance to escape, " I explained rudely.

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.

The walls were painted in soft pink and lavender, with beautiful hand-painted murals that looked like scenes from fairy tales. But what really made Lucia gasp was the life-sized Barbie mural that covered one entire wall. It wasn't just any Barbie, it was from her favorite movie, "Barbie and the Island Princess," complete with tropical flowers and beautiful island scenery. "Oh my goodness!" Lucia squealed, running to touch the wall. "It's Barbie! It's really her!" "Do you like it, baby girl?" Clarisse asked, though the answer was obvious from Lucia's face. "I love it so much Mummy!" Lucia said dramatically, pressing her hands to her heart in a way that made both her parents laugh.

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Alexis got out of bed and waved as Loverina, “I will show you around.” This made Loverina remember when she was tender. Barbie was the top girly cartoon. Every girl got a barbie toy in her school. Some showed pictures of how they turned their rooms pink. She has always wanted that, but her grandmother had no money. The only thing she got was a dumped-spoilt barbie doll. Grandma Clara washed it and made some stitches on the cloth to make it look nice enough for her to play it. “Here.” Alexis pushed opened one of the doors.

"Oh- uh, Barbie called. She wants to hang out with you." "What?" But before I could say or ask anything, the both of them had already left. ### "This dress will look so cute on you!" Barbie squealed, admiring a black dress. "You should like try this on." "Barbie, can we go home?" I sighed. "My feet are killing me." "Okay, but you have to try this top first!" Barbie shoved a pink laced crop top at me. "Barbie." "Please?" I sighed and took the top from her, entered a changing room and quickly tried it on. I think I heard a tearing sound during the process. Oh well.

The Fae grumbled the entire time. “I told you,” Barbie said, dusting her shimmering wings. “Rivers. Never again. My wings smell like dead fish.” Marigold muttered, “You’re lucky I didn’t drown trying to save your shiny butt.” “My regal shiny butt,” Barbie corrected with a glare. “And for the record, wolves don’t float gracefully either.” I exhaled, trying not to laugh — and failing. Even after everything, even in the shadow of what was coming, they could still bicker like siblings in a sandbox.

I took a deep breath and walked to the elevator. - Hey, Anon? – I asked, already far from him. - No, Mrs Bongiove. - Do you run the risk of Dark Barbie being with him? - Isn't Dark Barbie the Witch's Apprentice? - Dark Barbie is the peroxide dancer with fake hair. - The Dark Barbie would be the blonde of the middle dick? - Yes yes. He thought for a moment before replying: - I don't know, Mrs Bongiove. I have no idea where Miss Cindy might be.

"You can even take selfies. You look extraordinary pretty but please let me complete this" Theresa looked at her sister in disgust. "I thought you have watched all the Barbie episode?" "I have! I'm watching it to refresh my memory. It is so interesting. I love the romance and adventure in it" she giggled. "Come and join me". "Barbie? I am not a fan of Barbie. Geez!" Theresa picked up a brush and untangled her wavy brown hair with it. "But Barbie is so fashionable. You will love her". "That goody two shoes? No way! I don't even like you that much" she teased and chuckled "Weekends can be boring, aren't I right?"

Barbie asked me I looked at my untouched pasta "Yes, I told her to" "Are you going to eat your pasta?" She asked me while pointing to my plate I pushed my plate towards her "You are such a pig" She shrugged "I don't care." ~~~ "Here" Rielle placed a piece of cake in front of me "I'm not into sweets" I said pushing it away "I bought that for you" She insisted while pushing the plate in front of me I looked at her sternly "I said, I'm into sweets" She shrugged and gave the piece of cake to Barbie "you can have it" She said while smiling brightly