Cursed Barbies Novels & Stories

" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist. "Do you really think Ethan bought that especially for you? It's just a freebie that came with mine. You're only fit for my hand-me-downs!" I glanced down at my bracelet. It was a birthday gift from Ethan a few months ago, and I had always treasured it even though it was not expensive. Yet, it had unexpectedly become Mandy's tool for humiliation, a weapon to wound me.

The Alpha of the Iron-Claw pack had screamed that day, his hand wrapped in my hair as he dragged me toward the execution block. “Stop!” A voice had thundered, shaking the very trees of the forest. Caleb. He had been twenty then, a young Alpha in his prime, crashing through the Iron-Claw gates like a god of war. He hadn't just stopped them; he had decimated them. “You want to kill a girl because her wolf is late to transition?” Caleb had sneered, his claws dripping with the blood of my captors. “She’s coming with me.” “She’s a breeder, Alpha Caleb,” the Iron-Claw Beta had spat, clutching his severed arm. “She’s genetically marked for nothing but producing pups for stronger men. She’s a curse.

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

“Your cousin was cured, right? From the cure derived from the volcanic minerals of your pack, ye?” The girl frowned. “My cousin died long ago.There's no cure for that sickness here.” My heart froze momentaril

She howled, picking me up from the bench by my sore arm. “I don’t really have a choice here..” I shot back, trying to keep my tone very low. “You think you can change him? I have been here longer than anyone else and I will tell you the truth. You can’t stay here with that man!” I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly pulled my hand away from hers, “why not?” I asked and she scoffed. “Jordan is cursed! There’s a beast living within him and he won’t tell you this because he wants to trap you here and drain the life out of you until you have absolutely nothing to live for!”

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

he groaned as he felt more pains at the back of his neck and more headache. "What is happening?" He muttered as his eyes began to ache too. Suddenly a mark appeared at the middle of his palm in ancient writings and since he could read ancient writings, he read them and his eyes popped out like an owl, as if they would fall off anytime soon. On his palm was boldly written in ancient writings, 'The cursed wolf'. He looked at Lydia and then at himself and then it dawned on him. Lydia wasn't the one who would break his curse. It was Jade and Lydia was the one to curse him more.

she said. That was something I do not find funny, and the reason was because there were so many things that Cara knows about that I do not know. The curse she was talking about, something bad about his seeds that she always talked about. Part of me wished she had been locked up instead of being banished, at least, I would have gone to her to ask her some questions about all the things that are bothering me. " Get him on top," I heard Xyren say. Her father has been tied, his hands and his legs have been tied.

Yanely started, biting her lip, "we only have two of these coats left, and this gentleman just said he'd take both..." "Zip it!" Ms. Hughes shot her a withering look. Yuffie, unable to contain her anger, turned to Barbie. "What exactly are you trying to say?" What a bizarre day. It was like they were all coming out of the woodwork. "You can't grasp my words?" Barbie's tone remained composed. "There's a pecking order to people, and I'd rather not wear something tainted by the likes of you. Who knows what kind of diseases you carry?"