Combat Barbie Novels & Stories

Clearly unwilling to open the door. "I know you're in there, Barbarian. I can smell the stink of you're joining from out here. Is that a slave girl you have in there?" Yes.

How rude! "What are you thinking, Barbie doll? We don't have all day. The next bi weekly is just a few days away. You don't want to lose, do you?" He challenges me and I snort like a bull, pushing the ground with my feet to hit the target with my imaginary horns. " Now attack me."

No one knew but Barbie that I had taken a few years of karate across town. During High School, I was a Soccer player and decent enough to score regularly in games. Which helped me score off the field as well. Barbie was also an athlete, she played Field hockey. So during and after the season I got my license we would drive home together. Sometimes when the soccer team had games and the girls didn't some of them would come watch us play. Some of my 'mates ended up dating some of them but none went after Barbie knowing about my protective nature. I dated one girl for a bit but it felt wrong so we stopped. I dated a few other girls then but none serious. Barbie dated because she pursued the guy

He turned red with rage and moved to slap her—only to be held back. They both looked toward the old man. “Relax, Dad. Astin will be furious.” Barbie’s smile appeared, and she fixed her gaze on Laura. “You shameless, Barbie!” she yelled with fury. She tried to reach for Barbie’s hair, but the henchmen stopped her.

"What do I do, ladies?" "Look, a new volunteer! Do you know any fighting?" Little Renata asked. "Every man knows some fighting, 'Barbie'!" He replied and Little Renata fumed with anger. I was starting to feel sorry for him. "Okay then, let's go, attack me!" Little Renata opened her arms and waited. He laughed, a laugh of pure mockery, and grabbed Little Renata's wrist. She was very quick to grab his wrist, twist his arm and take him to the ground, pulling his arm back forcefully.

After calling the cops and giving them the address, he looked around, picked up an iron rod, and rushed into the building. The moment she heard Link's girlfriend order the men to take turns on them, Barbie struggled with the rope that bound her hands. The men rushed towards Paige first since she was in front, and she began to scream when one of the men held onto her dress and tried to tear it apart. Barbie got loose at this time and, without bothering to free her feet, got up and jumped towards Paige, trying to push the men away from Paige's body. One of the men slapped her and pushed her towards the wall; she ended up hitting her back on the wall and fell on her face, crying out in pain.

She gestures broadly to the lavish room with a smug, knowing grin. ​"It doesn't get any better than this..." She trails off, her perfectly arched brows suddenly creasing as she looks down at me. "Right... I never actually got your name, little tiger. Unless you're perfectly fine with me calling you Bambi for the rest of the night?" ​I pull my arm back, flattening my shoulders and glaring at her with all the faux confidence I can muster. "Barbara," I blurt out, crossing my arms over my chest to keep the skimpy fabric of my top from shifting too much. "My name is Barbara Adams..."

The gentle healer disappeared, replaced by something sharp and dangerous. Angel Caierre cried, “Do not kill.” Spiky Horn Caierre shouted, “Do not hesitate.” The first attacker reached him, swinging a sword toward his shoulder. Caierre twisted his body and slammed his elbow into the man’s throat. The second man lunged, but Caierre kicked him in the knee, sending him crashing to the ground. Blood splattered the stones. Caierre did not look back. He fought like someone who had known hunger and fear. His movements were rough, unpolished, but filled with desperate strength. He grabbed a fallen weapon and struck again, breathing hard, his heart racing like thunder in his ears.