Welcome To The Dollhouse Cast Novels & Stories

Hades smirked and played with a lock of Doll's now soft lavender hair. Doll's face scrunched up and Hades was rewarded with a petulant glare. Hades tickled Doll's belly underneath the cozy blanket. "Why don't you get dressed? I have the clothes from the Persians set aside for you in the bathroom. Then we'll get down to planning something idiotic." The tom couldn't help but whistle as Doll wandered away sans blanket and nibbling on a strawberry creme puff Jinx handed off to him. "Reel it in, tomcat." Jinx rolled his eyes. "At least until we do this really dumb shit."

Brown was busy with work when he answered, “They were still playing with toys in the afternoon just now. Why did all of them go missing at once? They should have gone upstairs.” Duke wanted to go upstairs, but Adina immediately stopped him. “Shh! I think they want to play peekaboo. Let’s go upstairs gently and scare them.” Duke immediately cooperated with her, and the two of them walked upstairs gently. Mr. Brown, who was busy in the living room, smiled in relief. Master and Mdm. Winters were now really close. It looked like he did not need to worry that they would divorce anymore. Adina gently pushed open the door of the dollhouse. The curtains were tightly closed, and the light in the room

Eddie and Hailey went to the attic to work on the fairy home chest after work. When they got into the workroom, they found the workspace in complete disarray. Doll furniture and house parts lay scattered about the room. A few of the more fragile pieces appeared, cracked or broken.

"Because my mansion is filled with many loyal employees, Kyve and Ranz are-" "Have been taken out" A new female voice said joining them. Zhul couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Rhesalyn and Darlene walk into the throne room from the hallway they originally came from. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Gerand said surprised. Rhesalyn smirked at him Rusty was beginning to get annoyed. " I have cameras everywhere-" "Hi Mr. Rusty" a cheery voice said over the speakers of his house. "My name is Jenny and I'm here with my friend, Mush and Shella, I doubt any of your men are gonna help you"

Before Ophelia could answer, a door slammed in the back of the house through the open kitchen, and another voice called, "Phe phe! Where are you, girl?" Ophelia laughed. "Speak of the devil herself." A petite brunette, heavy and round with child, waddled through to the dining room and stopped to stare at the group assembled. "Oh, sorry," she said, "I didn't know you had -- wait, is this the designer you hired?" "I think bamboozled in the appropriate term," Ophelia said, adding another laugh. "Lily, this is Chrissie Willard from Hourglass Designs...Chrissie, this is--"

Dahlia “Zahra Silverclaw!” My voice bounced off the walls of my living room, cluttered with the beautiful mess that is my five-year-old daughter’s toys. “How many times have I told you to clean up with your toys after you’re done playing with them?!” I lamented to everything but my little criminal, who was probably lodged somewhere in this mansion up to her usual mischief. “Goodness gracious!” I yelped, gripping my foot and nearly losing my stance after stepping on one of her little figures from her dollhouse. Since when did they make these figures so hard?!

In fact, that wasn’t a bad idea. Within minutes, Layke was washed, dressed and storming his way though the castle. He found the little witch in the living room, balancing on one of the dining chairs, dusting the chandelier and tackling the non-existnet cobwebs whilst Beau watched her, utterly perplexed. Layke stopped dead in his tracks. What the hell was she doing? Layke didn’t miss the maids wandering round the hallways wondering what to do with themselves and now he knew why. Most of the group, even beryl, were gathered in the room on the sofa watching the T.V, but all eyes were fixed on Belle. And all, even Beryl, appeared concerned. So concerned that they only spared him a brief glance b

“You’ll be there. I can use you as a shield.” “Nuh-huh,” I said flatly. “Today, you will.” She clapped. “That’s it. Decision made. Haunted house it is!” The house loomed, mist curling at the entrance. Inside, darkness swallowed sound and every corner promised a jump-scare. A zombified actor lunged at us; Bella nearly fainted. “I’m fine,” she muttered, clutching her stomach. Then suddenly, a doll dropped from the ceiling. Bella screamed and bolted, dragging Iris into the nearest exit—only the impact triggered an alarm and the door slammed shut with a mechanical click.

I didn’t trust my heartbeat either if he stayed in this tiny room any longer. A few minutes later, Dalila entered, practically dragging a suitcase almost the size of her entire body. Behind her was a she-wolf I’d never seen before—full glam makeup, sharp eyeliner, flawless foundation, deep wine lipstick. She looked like one of those human actresses I’d seen on TV back in the academy. “Good afternoon, Miss McCarthy,” she said brightly. “I’m Dolores Moss. I’ll be doing your makeup today.” Right. Tonight was Alpha Caspian’s birthday celebration.

I think we all need some water to drink and because this place isn't so familiar with us, there is no way we can find a lake easily. "It's open." Diane said then slowly pushed the door, she looked around first before going in. We both followed her until we entered the house. The first thing that caught my attention was the decorations around this house. There are some small dolls in every corner of this house, and they aren't just a typical doll a kid will play with. These dolls look like they are real, like they are alive. "This is a creepy one." Diane blurted out after seeing what's around her, she was currently looking at the jars where different kinds of species were. I don't know those