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Will you do it? [You can't! David and Helen, you can't abandon Nancy! She's the female lead! How can you cast her aside?] [Nadia's nothing but a villainess. Choose her, and you'll regret it for the rest of your lives!] I met the Quills' hopeful gazes and rejected them without the slightest hesitation. "Sorry, but I'm not interested." Everyone froze in shock. Nancy was the first to snap back to her senses. She let out a derisive laugh. "There you go again with your pretentious act—you make it seem like you're so noble and lofty."

He pointed to the screen. I glanced at it. A giant headline jumped out at me. [The Innocent Cinderella Is Not What She Seems: Secret Trysts Revealed! Monday, Wednesday, and Friday With Him—And Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday With…] I scratched my head. It looked like the kind of trashy gossip article you'd find in sketchy tabloids. Some random scandal, probably. Then I scrolled down. The first photo was a close-up of my face, dark circles and all, looking like something straight out of a horror movie.

"That was a warm-up." Three attempts later, he finally landed a ring on the bottle neck. The vendor handed him the oversized bear, and he turned to Sophie with a triumphant grin. "For you, my dear fake girlfriend," he said dramatically, presenting the prize. Sophie took it with a smile, leaning in close as cameras flashed. "You’re better at this than you think, Matthews." As the night went on, they rode the Ferris wheel, shared cotton candy, and even got roped into a dance-off at the festival stage. Jake had to admit—pretend or not, he was actually enjoying himself.

“Oh, really. You want to deny knowing Xander now?” She couldn't believe her ears, it would have been a surprise if she was kidnapped all because Declan and Leila were so desperate to get the throne. However, having Xander's fling or ex think she can pull off such a crazy stunt just because of a man sounds absurd to Kira. “You had me chained and my friend beaten up, because of your supposed boyfriend?” Kira seethed “Nah, I don't like that tone in your voice, lady. Do you really need me to teach you some lessons?” There was a brief pause, and the next thing that made a sound was the hard slap across Kira's face.

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

“She was chased out of the palace by the king’s guards. The prince was furious that his father would go back on his word. The entire country was shocked and angered that one of their own was not good enough for the king. Under this pressure, the king relented and the prince sought out his love once more. “They were married to the cheers of the country. She was the best queen in a hundred years of queens and the country thrived because of her wisdom. We call her the Peasant Queen. To honor their story, Paradisa holds a masquerade ball every year. No one knows who anyone is or what their station in life is. Janitors can be kings and princes can be paupers. For one night every year, everyone is

She was one of those that referred to her as a witch. The stranger was standing beside her. She raised her brows in confusion. "Why is he beside her?" She asked herself. "Who doesn't know the Prince?" a random girl answered. The answer shocked her. The real bomb was his announcement. It kept ringing in her head. "My chosen bride to be is Lathrina Mevens!" Their eyes locked and Lacey gulped. The bell of the clocktower and her heart bounded in a rhythm. This cannot be happening She thought.

She cried a silent painful cry. Her father was buried and her hopes were buried too. She had secretly hoped that her father would pay for her fees when she would continue her tertiary studies. She sat in the outside shelter that day until she dozed off. The dreams took her to the place she vaguely recognised. She was with her father and mother in the park. The park was green and beautiful flowers were surrounding a small blue Lake. The park was really beautiful and all of a sudden her mother and father were on the other side of the lake. She wanted to go to them but could not cross the lake. She shouted for them to wait for her but still was unable to cross. They waved at her and pointed to

I stared at my body clad in the maxi dress, my hair twisted in an updo with little wisps curled and left to fall down my face, my lips painted a blood red and my cheeks highlighted in gold dust and I was marveled. "I feel like a fairy godmother", Lanie let out, as her eyes took me in from bottom to top, "the fairy godmother that transformed the frog into a beautiful princess". "I think you're mixing up your fairy tales, Lanie", I said with a hearty laugh, turning around to face her, the jab not lost on me. "The fairy godmother transformed Cinderella not a frog.'' "As far as you got my point", Lanie said, "Hopefully your own spell wouldn't break by midnight".

The guard continue to say. "Just go do what I asked"Aurora says grimacing, she watched as the guards stared at eachother in confusion. Then suddenly one of them raced into the castle. Few minutes later, Cindy rushes out of the palace. She looks different, different from the Cinderella she had met in the woods. With the blissful expression and the happy aura emitting from this Cindy, it's so obvious that she's really doing well. She isn't the Cindy that cried in the middle of the dark woods because she was jilted by her former lover, she isn't the Cindy that was worked to the bones by her wicked stepmother and sisters. She's the Cindy that's now the queen of Nevera, she looks lovely in a blue