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the female students squealed in excitement. Rynier smiled on the surface even though he felt very annoyed. “Rai.” He called as he raised his hand for Rai to hold. Vince saw it and also raised his hand. The students all watched the two, then became even more excited since the one inside is ‘Raina’, who will be Cinderella!

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

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”

given by her step mother who was a cruel woman. At that particular moment she felt the pain Cinderella was feeling. "At least Cinderella's live became a happy ever after" she thought to her self . That gave her a consolation. She hugged her pillow and comforted herself. Finally she fell asleep. The dreams took her back when she had her parents. She was happy playing with her brother. Her mother was preparing a nice meal and their but was warm though it was cold outside. They were sitting stout the fire with their father and grandmother. Her grandmother was singing to them and they were crooning along with happy voices. She woke up smiling while she was hearing a voice calling her. "Maria Su

The party without then was boring, they reckoned. Every girl wanted to be the part of the ball. Even the top celebrities were invited. The singers and dancers. So, she was going to be the only one to miss the party. Her heart was aching. Her step sisters bought new clothes to look good for the big day. It was rumoured that the king was under pressure. The royal elders wanted him to get married. So, that was going to be the perfect time for the prince to choose the perfect bride.

I pointed at the last girl on the line, she stepped out of the line and I flashed her a toothy smile. “My name is Cinder. I am a 19 years old werewolf who was taken from the pack to clear off my poor father's debt. I will serve you as my new Lord with all my might.” she blurted out, I blinked before gulping down nothing. “Cinder!” I exclaimed, unable to say anything else to the girl who just told me her sad story without realising it. “Yes, your Highness!” she bowed and I chuckled lightly. “It’s nice to have a beautiful girl like you as my maid.” I moved closer to her and tapped her shoulders.

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

Chelsea often witnessed her daughter's caring nature as she consoled a friend, shared a toy, or simply offered a warm smile to brighten someone's day. Cinderella's interests and talents were diverse and inspiring. She displayed a remarkable musical talent, effortlessly playing tunes on the piano and creating beautiful melodies that filled their home with joy. Chelsea delighted in hearing her daughter's sweet voice as she sang along to her favorite songs, knowing that music would forever be an integral part of Cinderella's life. Academically, Cinderella showed a natural curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Her passion for learning extended beyond the classroom, as she eagerly engaged in variou

answered Lisa. “Hmm… Makes sense,” agreed Nestie. “I can’t help imagine Cinderella dancing with her Prince Charming until the clock strikes twelve.” Lisa smiled. “This time, Cinderella gets to keep her pretty dress and shoes.” “And Prince Charming!” added Nestie. He twisted his body to turn to his friend. “More like Princes Charming, this time,” said Lisa. Nestie raised an eyebrow. “Just how many suitors does this cousin of you have?”