Cast From Another Cinderella Story Novels & Stories

I play along with a matching smile. "C'mon you should get going." Tin pushes me out of the room. "Enjoy all the time you have before it's twelve midnight." "Why?" I pop an eyebrow at her words. "Cause my magic fades Cinderella....remember. am your fairy God mother." She rolls her eye. She will never change. "You kinda sound like a motivational speaker there." I tease then climb down the stairs. "I know I should probably be one." She calls after. 'that would cause more harm to the poor society.'

Joe added. Ann felt suffocated. She felt like crying to see this perfect new family. They are like Cinderella’s new mom and siblings, Ann thought. Vivian seemed 18, the same age with Ann, and Alan younger, 14. Vivian got Joe’s eyes and Beth’s nose and lips. She looked like a princess and acted like one too. Alan seemed shy, but he definitely got Beth’s facial features with Joe’s physique. Suddenly, Ann felt deeply betrayed. It only had been a few months since her mother died, and Joe couldn’t wait longer to bring his mistress and bastards home. Besides, Vivian seemed like only a few months older than Ann, which meant Joe had been cheating since the beginning of their marriage.

Sienna turned and came face-to-face with a tall woman in red satin, perfectly sculpted features, and cruel eyes. “I’m Cassandra,” the woman said, tilting her head. “Old… friend of Damien’s.” Sienna smiled politely. “Nice to meet you.” Cassandra’s eyes flicked to her gown, then back to her face. “You clean up well—for a maid’s daughter.” The glass in Sienna’s hand trembled. But she didn’t speak. “Oh, don’t look so surprised,” Cassandra said with a smirk. “You think people around here don’t talk? Everyone knows your little Cinderella story. Only problem is, in real life, the prince doesn't love the maid.”

I had millions of questions buzzing inside my head. "You don't belong to high society; you’re ordinary. You’re not royalty; they say" he muttered, and I was forced to look at him. I coerced a smile. I'm not going to argue, nor am I going to fight. He’s right. I’m just ordinary. The daughter of a prostitute "But there's one thing they all seem to forget: A diamond is just like an ordinary stone; it just needs a polisher to gloss it and tell its worth."

"A poor Cinderella who is mistreated by her evil stepmom, and one day she finds a hiding shelter in the arms of the Prince charming, is that it?" Ryan's lips twisted at her final remark, displeased. "I haven't thought of you as any of that, Claire," he said softly. He had a girlfriend. A reminder made Claire weak despite the strange sensation she'd entertain whenever she was alone with him. "Please, Ryan, let me go," she begged softly. "Claire," Ryan uttered, and that cynic air was all gone. "The truth is—"

Agatha eagerly responded: "Keva told us about you and your health. You need time to fully recover. So, I decided to invite you to stay at our home. I’ve even had someone refurbish an old room so you can rest and receive treatment as if it were your own home." "What? Like home? Is your mother some kind of crazy woman?" Cara shook her head, muttering and then asking, "Do all rich people go mad?" She looked around at each person, then fixed her gaze on the door, waiting for someone to appear and shout, "Congratulations! You've passed the temptation challenge. We were just pranking you with a hidden camera." But no matter how long she waited, nothing happened. She started questioning herself—was

Maleficent chuckled, ‘You are either a very brave or very stupid child but I like your feistiness’ Ella held her breath as the evil Witch spread out her arms looking for all the world like a huge black crow, ‘I, Maleficent, Queen of the Darkness do hereby give notice that the lives of the half-blood Brothers, Ansitif and Phillipe, and the Mother of Cinderella, the Moon Goddess, are all given back to them. No harm shall come to them’

I'd say I'm not a good judge of character, but trust me, I'm often easily judged. They say love is amazing, but love can be a dangerous game. It can be treacherous, painful and can leave scars that will run deep through the heart. It can nurture hate and anger, but it is a much more difficult thing to grasp, especially when it's unrequited. In my case, I don't chase love or attention. If it's not given freely, then it's not worth having. That's what I used to believe but not until I met Cedric Miguel Villacencio- the only man who never failed to make some havoc in my system. He's almost perfect in every way and excellent in every aspect. I know I won't stand a chance on him not only beca

Kennedy is a very smart cop. I need to get out of here. I've been pretending to be Cinderella in the goddamn castle with her Prince Charming when, really, I'm Persephone and Moon is Hades. The orgasm he gave me was the pomegranate seed. There is no orgasm on earth strong enough to keep me within the walls of Moon's hell.

“I’m just afraid once your wounds heal, you’ll forget the pain.” “The moment that woman sheds another tear, you’ll soften again.” I lifted the glass and downed it in one go. The burning liquid scorched my throat and stomach, yet I felt relieved. “I’m not a fool.” “I won’t cling to her even after getting betrayed like this.” “Ha, you never know.” Sebastian smirked, mercilessly pulling apart my vulnerabilities. “You’re hopelessly love-struck, remember?” “When grandpa asked you to return to the Stone family and inherit your mother’s shares… What did you say?”