Cursed Barbie Novels & Stories

Cammie may be a genius girl who knows every word from every dictionary in the world while Alyssa may be a Nobel Prize winner for a new physic theory in the next ten years, and I may be a person who likes to put dead stuff in formaldehyde bottles in our refrigerator, but still, we are just like any ordinary girls, and even the Ultara girls need to have some fun. We bought Nutella churros and ate cotton candies while dancing to the blasting music with the crowd. All of us had grown on all the fun at the carnival that we almost lost track of time. After hours passed, people began to clear away. Some of the booths along the street were being closed down. Alyssa jabbed on her phone, but then she

Barbie couldn't help but laugh when she realized the reason behind Cassie's reaction. "Are you trying to kill me, huh?" Cassie frowned, a mixture of annoyance and amusement on her face. "Aww, I'm sorry, my love. I was just a little too happy to see you again," Barbie whined, attempting to hug her once more, but Cassie remained wary. "Don't come close to me," Cassie warned, pointing her finger. "What will you do if I come close?" Barbie teased seductively. "Oh no, I didn't know a lesbian is now living with me!" Cassie exclaimed in mock surprise as Barbie grabbed her leg. She climbed on top of her, causing Cassie to yell in playful protest. Barbie used her hand to pin Cassie's hands to the cou

My senses exploded. I could hear the wings of moths. Smell the dew clinging to the grass. I could feel the heartbeats of those walking nearby in the pack square. Everything was… alive. More alive than I’d ever known it could be. I rose to my knees, shaky and gasping. My hands were still human, but filled with something deeper now. Something wild. Zorry hummed beneath my skin, a protective presence. Her thoughts tangled with mine, her instincts sharpening mine, "The curse they feared… it was never a curse. It was me. Hiding. Waiting. Watching."

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.

He grabbed another bottle of alcohol and slammed it against the wall and the sharp fragments of the bottle scratched his cheek this time. Darren stared at the destructive beast with a frown, he winced watching Sebastian's cheek slightly bleeding. who must have such guts to say this to Sebastian Wayne? He thought and the realization hit him, only one girl has such guts. Bellaria Hayes. "Did that Bellaria say this to you?" Sebastian growled upon hearing her name. He didn't reply, he was just busy grabbing whatever his hand touched and slamming it here and there. The whole bar room was messed up, pieces of glass and bottles were all over the floor. The wall and floor were stained by the wine an

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.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

if that meant eating a disgusting black pussy, so be it. "Come plug her asshole, Carter," Barbie ordered, as quickly got out of her strap-on harness and sat on the couch spreading her legs. Karen mindlessly moved between Barbie's legs and looked at the hairy pussy. "Get eating Kaaaaaaaren," Barbie ordered, as she grabbed the white bitch's head and roughly pulled it into her hairy bush.

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.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.