Cursed Barbie Novels & Stories

"Your powers are unlike anything this family has produced in three generations. I have seen what you can do when you are pushed. You cleared out an entire wing of soldiers the night the eastern border was breached. You were seventeen years old." "I know what I did," I said. "Then you know what you are capable of." He picked up his fork again. "We are running out of time, Seraphine. Destroying the Ashfords may be the only real chance we have to break this curse completely. The longer it sits on this bloodline, the worse it gets. You know that." I didn't say anything. "Sienna doesn't have much time," he said. "You know that too." The candlelight flickered.

Then he closed it because he didn’t have a clean answer. And that silence… That hesitation… It made everything worse. Barbie shook her head slowly. “You were kissing me with the same mouth you were using to suck his dick?” “Please, stop,” Lewis said as her words became unbearable for him. “I just can't believe you,” she added. “Barbie, listen to me…” “No!” she snapped. “You listen to me!” Her hand shot out, grabbing the nearest thing on the table… a mug. “In your next life, you won't two-time a woman,” she said before throwing the mug towards him.

Magic is the only reason I survived that fall. Magic is the only reason I now bear the mark of a Ruined. The inked fingers symbolize my curse. We come to the end of the path, where an old cottage loom close to a lake. I follow the strange lady inside. The interior reminds me a lot of my family's cottage back in the Red Moon Pack. The only difference is that this cottage has a lot of shelves where a good number of bizarre-looking artifacts and runes are kept on. At the back of the cottage, a space has been cleared, where chairs and tables are arranged as though it was a bar shop.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

She turned to Vivian, who wore the same type of creepy smile. “What the hell does she mean by that?” my wolf, Amber, asked inside my mind. She was tired of Vivian and Veronica’s constant bullying, but, for my dad’s sake, I had made her promise not to hurt them. “But…” I was sure I’d heard correctly. I had no doubt that Vivian had cried over her mate bond with a cursed wolf. “But nothing, Lila,” Veronica said. “My daughter can’t be mated to a cursed wolf. He doesn’t even have a pack!” Her eyes were wild with fury.

I look back at the paper and unwrap it, finding a handwritten note with the heading; the cursed brothers and their doom. Curiosity gets the best of me and I find myself reading the rest of the note. “The three brothers were once human, they lived in 1700s before they were cursed by a powerful witch because of their evil deeds; they were the first werewolves to never walked the surface of the earth,” Suddenly, I feel like I'm reading something I shouldn't but again, curiosity wins and I read the rest of the note. “The spell was both a curse and a blessing. It gave them immortality, riches and the wealth they'd always desired but then came their doom in the form of a girl who is said bare the

Turning to the person, my heart pounds against my chest heavily with heavy shock and surprise. "Mother…!" I called out gently. A smile processed through her face, "daughter… I don't know if we could actually meet here one day," she said. I don't really understand what she is trying to say, but I know she is trying to communicate something vital. "Mother…. I have missed you," I said trying to go inside her arms. She slapped my hand and looked at me with smiles on her face, "daughter… you must break the curse before it's too late," she said.

I'll die a sad and lonely wolf and all because my father thinks keeping me locked up like this is protecting me. I know you'll probably ask why I don't just go outside without Siri noticing but believe me, I've tried. The cottage is fortified with some sort of magic or enchantment, anyone can just walk in and out, anyone except me. Each time I try to walk out that door, I become enveloped by excruciating pain and it almost feels like I'm engulfed in fire, the flames blazing at my skin piece by piece.

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.