Cinderella Blue Novels & Stories

"Oh you are that hero, pleasure to meet you." "Heroine" I corrected. She smiled again her uncertain smile. My brother patted her back for reassurance. Something weird was happening with these two which I had no idea of. That was the first time I saw someone believing in my brother more than me. "I should make introductions." My brother said. "This is my sister Cassandra." Now her eyes widen at my brother in surprise which was rather dramatical I must say because my name, Cassandra was an amazing name and I was his sister that shouldn't be such a surprise though I was more prettier than he was as we had same hybrid blood running through our veins.

She sighed. He handed it over to her, she shook her head, he narrowed his eyes at her, she sighed in defeat as she gently took the dress in her hand and stepped inside closing the curtain, after putting on the dress, she stared at herself in the mirror, it was a sparkling ice blue satin organza off the shoulder ball gown embellished with butterfly appliques and crystals. "Isn't he taking this Cinderella concept way too literally?" She sighed. She opened the curtain and stepped down, he stood there staring at her speechless, she raised her brows at him, he nodded giving her a thumbs up, "We'll take this," He smiled at the salesgirl.

Rows and rows of makeup lined the shelves around the mirror: I felt like I had just stepped into a movie star's dream. On my right was a large royal blue sofa with a small glass table adorning a clear vase of white roses. In front of the sofa was a rack full of shiny blue, black and white clothes. Everything was spectacular but it was the dress lying on a hanger directly ahead of me that took my breath away. It was the most beautiful blue gown I had ever seen in my life: it was huge and the colour of the sky on a warm Summer afternoon. My hands itched to hold it and I couldn't wait to put it on: this was Cinderella's gown.

Gisella and Gunner stayed back and continue their flirting. Cillian and I stroll to a group of gorgeous ladies, all dressed in elaborately bejeweled dresses of the most stunning shades of blue. Dark blue, baby blue, sky blue, glittery blue, green blue, anything blue. I’m guessing, just like me, they want to pay homage to the Blue Blood Pack, hence the blue gowns.

They denied Winter the chance to bid his final goodbye to the woman he loved dearly. When we first met Blue, she was the exact resemblance to her mother, with the only notable difference being her striking blue hair instead of her mother's blond locks. We brought Blue back home as a baby. The Witch sisters had performed a powerful ritual on Blue to suppress her witch powers and erase her distinctive scent, ensuring no one would recognize who she really was before they sent her to us. They had washed their hands of any connection to Blue and cared little about where she ended up. Winter, however, was left extremely heartbroken but decided to stay strong for the sake of their child.

I stood up curiously. "Stay close," she murmured as we approached the dwelling. The house was an old, sprawling structure, its wooden beams weathered by time but still standing strong. Lanterns hung from the porch, casting a warm, inviting glow. As we reached the front door, it opened, revealing a tall girl with piercing blue eyes and a mane of white hair. Even her eyebrows and lashes were white. "Zel! I knew it!" Cinder said, "There was no way you would have stayed in the human world for so long unless you had fallen in love with a man."

Is it another gift? She rubbed her eyes and opened it up to find a gown. Pulling it out from the box, she stood up and laid it on the bed to get a better look at it. It was a cerulean blue open back gown with marshmallow white ombre at the bottom with white flowers embroidery vertically on top. It was a rather simple yet stunning design. Clara had never said it out loud but blue was actually one of her favorite color, as an artist, she was not supposed to have a single favorite color but if she had to choose, she would go with blue over and over again.

Rella chuckled shaking her head. " You look gorgeous." Rella turned from the mirror just as Cindy walked in. "Cindy." Rella said with a smile. "You were always better looking as a bride." Rella scoffed. "That's a lie I've seen you in a wedding dress before and you looked ethereal." Cindy shrugged. She was wearing a royal blue mini tube dress and she'd gotten rid of the crutches. "Perhaps it has more to do with the perception of the person wearing it."

I place a finger in between my teeth and closed my eyes, wondering if he got offended by the way I sound. "So what will you be wearing, just so we'd look like a match" His voice again. I bite my pinky finger and then rolled my eyes. I don't really have anything classic but for Cole, i'd get some worth it. "I don't know yet but since Cinderella wears blue, I'd go with that" I replied in a flattering tone. There was a chuckle in the background, his chuckle. "Okay Cinderella, I'd go for that too" he replied and I heard a ruffling sound like he was squeezing a wrap or paper.

she explained, her words laced with hidden meaning. And so, I succumbed to the circumstances, yearning to escape my current reality. As Blythe skillfully transformed me, I couldn't help but feel like Cinderella. The blue gown enveloped me, lending an air of regality akin to a beauty pageant contestant. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing, but it risked attracting an excessive amount of attention, considering I would eventually have to step out. "Let us venture forth, my dear. Showcase the beauty my stubborn grandson wishes to conceal," she whispered, her voice laced with mischief.