Raquelle Barbie Diaries Novels & Stories

“Barbie, we’ve been best friends for years. I have to tell you what I’m seeing. I’ve caught you and Aaron in a heated moment twice now. For fuck's sake, Barbie, I saw you two kissing earlier. It wasn't exactly a 'friendly' goodbye.” She jerked as if I’d slapped her, her head whipping around to check the kitchen door to ensure we were still alone. Her shoulders hunched forward, her confidence evaporating in an instant. “Rachel,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “So, what is it? I think it’s time you let the cat out of the bag.” I said. “Spill the beans, Barbie.”

A girl who would steal, lie, and cheat without a second thought—all while claiming to be her closest confidante. Mariana wandered over to her room, to Barbara’s wardrobe, pulling open the door and flipping through her clothes with a mocking expression. “Why do you even keep these old dresses, Barbie?” She scoffed, holding up a sleek black dress Barbara had long since outgrown, but didn’t have the heart to give away just yet. “You’re never going to fit into these, you know?”

Barbie started pacing the little room, then stopped again. “For the first time, I just wanted to do something nice for you, Rina,” Barbie replied and sat on a chair in front of Rhiannon. “For almost twenty-seven years, I’ve treated you badly, venting my frustrations on you, blaming you for my unhappiness… for my missed opportunities… But after Austin died, I’ve kept a close eye on you… You left me speechless. The way you took over this place, the way you took care of your brother’s legacy, the sacrifices you’ve made to keep it steady… You became the woman I never was or will be…”

“What the hell happened to you?” “Oh, you know. The usual. ASA tried to turn me into lab stew. Black Fang ambushed me twice. Fae Barbie saved me with glitter magic. Then I wrestled a drone with my bare hands.” His brows shot up. “You wrestled a—” “Don’t question my methods! Anyway, that is Barbie. Don't ask.” He raised one brow. Barbie fluttered between us, wings buzzing like she’d had too much caffeine. “Can we please discuss your mating rituals later? The fang freaks are three minutes behind!”

Shayla understood her and didn’t say any words. When Bria was gathering all her belongings inside her drawer, a not familiar book caught her attention. It was in the corner of her drawer and it has a purple and pink cover. She got curious about what’s inside, so she flipped the book and realized it was a diary. And it belongs to her mom. “Journey with my little Gummy bear, Sabria Verone.” was written on the cover. At that moment, she felt the presence of her mom. She turned the page led her to the very first day her mom wrote on the dairy.

She wants to be near the Queen always, to touch her, to claim her as hers, but she can’t. She is just but a mere doll, and the Queen belongs to the King, whom she is certain would have her head on a chopping block should he learn how she feels about his Queen, and what they have done. Yuelan hides a smile at the blonde cuteness. The red stain on her cheeks makes her very alluring. Unable to help herself, she reaches out to push back the strand of hair blocking the girl’s view. Which she gently tucks behind her ear.

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.

Because I can't dream of falling for anyone but her in this lifetime. Until then, my quest to find my mysterious Rachel starts now. ******* Rachel "Rachel, do you think daddy loves Jane," Marline asks, scanning pictures of Brandon and Jane and placing them beside each other. "You know you're smarter than any kids your age," I said, sitting beside as Marline smiled at my words. "And yeah I think your daddy loves Jane, and you know a secret..," "What secret..," Marlin said, suddenly excited by my words. "Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another,"

"My name is Barbara Adams..." ​Rhyssa’s lips twitch and her feline eyes crinkle with mischief, She lets out a low chuckle that vibrates in her throat. "Okay... Barbie." ​I blanch instantly and my mouth drops open at the horrible nickname. Barbie? Seriously??? Before I can snap back she smoothly steps closer, her tone dropping into a conspiratorial whisper as she gestures toward the patrons scattered around the room. "This is the VVIP section," she explains, her sharp eyeliner glinting under the red lights. "These are the creme de la crop of society we're dealing with up here... I'm talking extremely wealthy motherfuckers." She leans in a fraction closer, a wicked spark in her eyes. "I'm just

She nodded and her adorable daughter jumped for joy. Barbie's Playhouse is a playground located on Frozen Street in Quebec City. She often took her daughter there whenever she had free time. That establishment is full of Disney Barbie Characters and toys. Khianna also prefers to play there because many children go there almost the same as her age. "Yeah. Let's go, Mommy. let's go quickly." Excited, she immediately pulled her hand down from the bed. "Alright. You go now to your Nanny Tina, let her change your clothes and mommy will change clothes too. Okay?"