Assassin And Cinderella Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

That her heart still beat irregular, human, hers. His hands hovered near her waist. “You’re not Eden’s daughter,” he murmured. “You’re Eden’s undoing.” She looked up at him, expression unreadable. “They made me to be a story.” “You rewrote the ending.” “No.” Her voice was cold. Measured. “I hijacked it.” Cassian nodded. And whispered, “Then let’s burn the last chapter together.” She reached between them, took his hand, pressed it flat to her belly.

Alyssa left Alcinder and went closer to Elektra. “Where did you find this book? Elektra!”. “I stole it from one tricky witch”, Elektra winked. “And that tricky which has one chapter only she can open”. Alyssa playfully shoved Elektra from the stool and sat on the stool. She caressed the book and gave it a feather-like kiss. The book glowed swiftly. Elektra was taken aback, she was wowed. Avyanna had gently lifted Alcinder and had his head on her lap. She gently traced the contours of his face. He had sandbags under his eyes and he was paler. He was hurting and she could feel it.

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

“It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.” “That’s not true,” she said shaking her head. “Oh, yeah? How do you know? What chapter are you on?” Cassidy scrunched up her face and crossed her arms. “Chapter seven,” she admitted. “Well, I am on chapter…” he flipped through the pages, “ten. So, you wouldn’t know.” “God, you’re ridiculous,” she said giggling. “Thank you,” he said looking down his nose at her. “Now, if you’ll excuse me….”

Ella Sinders had been timid and weak; Juliet Montague was bold and fierce. It had been Fae who’d given her the ability to walk into that room and fool everyone. Like the fairy godmother she was named for, Fae had built up Ella’s confidence. If she hadn’t found those paintings, she might still be cowering in the corner somewhere. Now, she was willing to face her enemies head on.

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”

“I’ve known the Alphas since I was a child. I should be the one closest to them, Not some desperate little omega who snuck her way in because she batted her pretty lashes during the interview.” I stiffened, feeling anger bubble in my chest. “I’m just here to do my job. Please let me be,” I pulled myself away. Before I could move, one of her minions stuck out her foot, sending me stumbling forward. The book slipped from my hands and hit the ground with a heavy thud. I managed to catch myself before falling. I clenched my fist tightly as I bent down slowly, scooped up the book, and straightened. “Word of advice, Cinderella. Stay out of my way. The alpha’s house is no place for someone like you

But I didn't, not when all I was focused on as she started to circle the edge of my desk, was bending her ass over my desk and screwing my self into her body and soul, leaving her wrecked only to fix her back together. Kayla walked between me and the desk, the smell of orange blossom and vanilla filling my nose as she lifted her ass onto my desk, legs dangling just in front of my knees. "If this is what it'll take to stop you from breathing down my neck, then sure." she said softly. Locking her eyes with mine, she slipped her sandals off her feet, her tits spilled over her dress in the process, giving me more than an eye-full of her pale, milky tits.

Besides, with Willow hiding, the assassin became somewhat bewildered. At this moment, Sylvia and Macy came rushing over after hearing the gunshot. They had been lying in ambush near the villa. The moment something happened, they immediately came to aid. "Caspian, what's happening?" Sylvia asked anxiously. "There's an assassin trying to attack me," Caspian replied. Sylvia and the rest were shocked to hear about an assassin. They had been patrolling nearby but hadn't noticed any suspicious figures. Caspian was the God of War. Nothing could happen to him or they would be thrown in prison.

Cassius turned toward the shadows. A hooded assassin stepped forward. Silent. Deadly. Waiting. The noble's smile widened. "Bring me the boy." And for the first time since arriving in the capital, Aiden's life was officially in danger.