Who Are Barbie's Sisters Novels & Stories

" Barbie asked throwing the book at me. I kept quiet, infuriating Barbie the more. ''Playing dumb huh?" Ava said holding my jaw and I removed her hand forcefully making her wince a little. "Let her be Ava, you'll get your hands infected" Barbie replied before striding to her seat. The day went by fast with teachers coming during their periods and everyone getting excited for the weekend. I also am excited, since I would visit dad and Charlotte. The bell was rung and Barbie announced that her sister's party would be held at Brooklyn's house.

She unzipped her sparkly bag, pulling out a collection of Barbie dolls before plopping down beside Theia, Leila, Aria, Lyra, and Thalia. Aria and Vega were Jace’s sisters, and even though they both looked up to their big brother, they were a handful. Especially Aria. She was six, bold, and stubborn to the bone. Vega, the five-year-old, was more into sparkles and stories. Jace had been the first puppy born to Mirabelle, then came Aria, then little Vega.

During dinner, Ava chatted away, expertly buttering up Atlas. "Uncle Atlas is the best!" Atlas was delighted and indulgent. "Why is that?" "You brought Barbie dolls. Now I have a family! There's a Barbie mommy and two Barbie sisters!" She looked at Atlas. "They're a family, and I don't want Barbie Daddy. He's mean! I want you, not Daddy!" Atlas was charmed, showing no signs of minding her words. He even fed her.

Barbie said and hugged her tightly. "Ouch! Nobody even noticed me, my poor heart is aching " Brittany said dramatically and Barbie laughed and broke the hug. "Brittany I missed you also " She mumbled and hugged Brittany who also hugged her tightly. "Twins come and say hello to your aunty, " Barbie said. "Is she daddy's sister ? " Steve asked. "Yes dear, " Barbie answered. "Hi kids, " Brittany said and waved happily at them. "Aunty, you are so beautiful, are you married ? " Steve asked , blinking his eyes in an adorable way as he stared at Brittany.

He raised his voice and said, “You’re just jealous we bought Daffie a house! “You’re capable. You could make it on your own. Shouldn’t an older sister know how to share?” I laughed, but tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. “I’ve been sharing for over twenty years! I shared my childhood, I shared my youth, and now I’m supposed to give up the love and fairness I actually deserve?”

Satisfied. She sometimes questioned if they were truly sisters. Other than the fact that looking at each other was like looking into a mirror, they had nothing, except for their dislike for each other, in common. She’d even mentioned it to her mother at one point. Even though her mother laughed at the suggestion, Louella was certain she detected a bit of nervousness in her body language. Then, she was merely a child of ten when she said this, so she couldn’t be certain about the nervousness. It was something that sat in the back of her mind and crawled to the forefront now and then, especially during times of stress when Davina was involved. Making her way to the bar in the family room,

Big, almond-shaped emerald eyes stared up at Annette, filled with wonder and awe. "I love Barbie, too." She turned to her mom, patting her on her lap. "Mother, tell Miss Annette how much I love Barbie too. Tell her I have so many of them… mother?" She trailed off because her mom wasn't listening. "Mother, can I share my toys with Miss Annette's sister?"

“Thank you.” “Your majesty.” The ladies say with a small curtsey. “Please allow me to introduce us,” the brunette with the biggest doe eyes in the middle says, “I’m Eloise, this is my little sister Lilith, and the blonde is Barbara, but she goes by Babs.” “Pleased to make your acquaintance ladies. Shall we get ready for a crowing?” I ask as a smile spreads across my face.

It was real life so If indeed Abigail was a maid, then that was going to be a huge blow to the Wrights. He directed his anger towards Tanya, who had prevented Barbie from spilling the beans. Looking at Barbie and Susie, it wasn't hard to determine they were sisters. Being separated by a year gap, they could almost pass for being twins. Richard was about to hit Tanya when a stronger arm restricted his. "Mr Woods, are you so petty to involve yourself in womens' matters?" It was Isaac.

" He had dark-brown eyes, chocolate brown. I imagined him licking the dark chocolate with a spoon. Were we getting ice cream sundaes together? "Sorry. Yes. I'm Tasha Nichols." Barbie elbowed me. "And this is my older sister, Barbara." "Please, call me Barbie," my sister said. Seth smiled at her round belly, took her hand, and kissed the back of it. "You look beautiful today, Barbie." "Oh, that'll get me through at least another month." Barbie laughed. She hugged her pregnant belly and stepped back.