Cursed Barbie Novels & Stories

Ambrose took Larissa's hand and carefully helped her wipe them clean. "Thanks, Mister!" Larissa shot Ambrose a sweet smile before turning toward Barbara, who was in distress. "What else could it be?" Larissa smiled innocently and said, "It's the cursed worm you fed to Birdie." "No … No! Have you lost your mind? How dare you make me eat the cursed worm!" Barbara exclaimed as her body trembled uncontrollably. Her face turned ghostly pale and she clutched her neck tightly, trying to get the worm out.

I have to say the girl is beautiful, she has brownish eyes just like Tom's eyes, she resembles him a bit, it did not know that Tom is an orphan would think that she is his twin sister. Barbie's tempers exploded, like those series or movies you watch and the most unnoticed character does the unthinkable yeah that is how I describe Barbie:s behavior she did not only rain insults and embarrassing words to Stella she also poured my Coke to her which earned her a glare from me, nobody messes with my food, the way I glared at her, the red face she had turned to an ashen one.

Carlson's body jolted violently. He had a feeling that he was about to learn something terrible. "W-What do you know?" he asked Barbara in a hoarse voice. Barbara sighed and slowly began to speak, telling him everything about the truth that had happened three years ago. "You were cursed by the vampires three years ago, and there was no reversing the curse. It was that white wolf girl, barely 18 years old, who willingly gave up half of her life and begged me to use the forbidden spell to transfer the curse onto herself.

“He’s a wrecker! I swear, I wanted to kill him after my cousin got her miscarriage as he was not responsible for what he did.” Barbie's cousin also went through a lot so it's not surprising that she is angry with Bellevera for her cousin. “So if I'm with you, think about it. He’s a beast. A brutal ashole, ready to capture his prey.” Sad to say. I am already his prey. No matter what reminders Barbie does to me, I’m already caught by Bellevera. And it looks like I will have a hard time getting away from the young man's threat to me.

"So you think it's me too." "I think we need answers," Tarlon said. "What kind of answers?" Dante asked weakly from the floor. "She's cursed. We all know it now." "We need to test it," Soren said suddenly. "Test what?" "Whether her touch actually kills." Soren's eyes were calculating. "You want to test whether I kill people by touching them?" I backed away from him. "I want to know what we're dealing with," Soren said. "If you're truly cursed, we need to understand the mechanics."

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.