Cinderella Dark Novelas e Histórias

She looked around to make sure no one was around, and immediately shifted into her sinister face. "You! Miss Cinderella-wanna-be. You're so pathetic!" She said in a harsh voice. I stared at her without saying anything, waiting for this devilish woman to explain how pathetic my life was. "You did this on purpose, didn't you?! You've planned everything! I know all your dirty tricks. You want to create this kind of unexpected encounter to get closer to Lucas. You want him to change his mind and take you back! You're such a shameless bitch. Why don't you leave Lucas alone? You don't deserve him! You don't deserve to be invited to this high-end gathering! You're just a poor omega, a social climbe

Her tears fell, along with the blood-red apple rolling down the stairs, then stopped. “Is this it?” Cinderella muttered to herself when she opened the door and saw a dark room. She looked for a candle and lit it, then turned to see the room be bathed in warm, orange light. There, she really saw lots of treasures inside. “Wow.” She exclaimed, though her face looked expressionless.

Dark comes to me with a huge bouquet of white roses, offering to me and expressing his endless love towards me. We all celebrate it by playing some great music and dancing. Time goes by, and we decided to have two weddings in one. Layla with Dracono, and me with Dark. It was the most spectacular wedding, everyone was so happy, and had so much fun. Right before we went on our honeymoon, the old witch appeared at the castle to confess to me, that the cure was never real, it was just water mixed with orange powder, that it was my strong will and my true feelings for Dark who helped me overcome my darkest desires.

With a jaunty bow of appreciation, I said, “I thank you, kind sir—er, I mean, Mistress—Mister?—of All Evil.” He stared at me a moment before he said, “You said you had a light?” “Uh…” Okay, I guess we were returning to all-business again. My eyebrows crinkled as I winced. “No. Sorry. But I’ll help you look in the dark. Should we, I don’t know, retrace your steps or something? What color are the shoes?” “Black.” Of course. Damn Maleficent couldn’t have decked herself in a glow-in-the-dark white pump, now could she, er, could he?

She didn't stop there. She walked out of the room where Zel was still on the floor and Raine was waiting impatiently. Sweat was breaking from Zel's forehead. "Hold on just a bit longer," Cinder told her. She lifted the skirt of her dress, revealing the brown boot she had on. She dragged her right leg out and drew an invisible arc with her foot. "Take down the protection on the decoy house," Cinder instructed. Zel exhaled and I assumed she did just that.

I couldn't move anymore; she excitedly stood up and hugged me. "I freaking missed you, my dearest cousin!" I closed my eyes as her scent lingered in my nostrils—sweet and delectable. Fuck! I immediately opened my eyes, which widened in response to what I had just thought. As I looked down at my cousin's neck. It was very exposed. I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I can see right through it. I can see her veins. I can see her blood. I can see the placements. I felt dizzy again and held her back, knowing that it was the only way I could retain my sanity. I pushed myself to calm down by closing my eyes again and taking a very deep breath.

Chase leans into the limo and pulls out a similar box the other guys had, and he walks up toward me. Trying not to cry, I can’t stop smiling at Chase as he stops right in front of me. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting sweetheart, I had to wait for them to get Meadow ready for me so I could mount her and be the Prince Charming my Cinderella deserves.” He takes my hand and give it a tight squeeze just as Dad comes back to stand behind me. “I hope you didn’t mind me riding her to surprise you like I did tonight,” I shake my head saying that it was not a problem at all. “I got the help from your dad to pull this off, and I meant every word I said a minute ago. You became my Cinderella back in Decemb

Luna read the note carefully and then looked at the debt collector, his tone was perfect to tell the story, and she was surprised by what he said. "Even though I'm a lender, I also do business fairly. I'm afraid that Vivian taking this money through illegal means will affect me. That's why I let someone investigate her. I didn't expect Vivian to turn from Cinderella into a princess." He smiled happily. "You know, she caught her a goldfish." Placing the paper on the table, she leaned back in her chair. "What do you want?" Adjusting his position in the chair, he leaned forward, holding out ten fingers. "The payment she owes me with ten percent interest."

"Isn't all this like Cinderella? You are Cinderella, disappearing at midnight and I'm your Prince." Midnight shook his head biting down a chuckle. "Cinderella my ass."

Candy girl: “My prince found his Cinderella. What should I do?” Snowman: “Who said Lucifer is Cinderella? She is a princess.” Snowman: “Oh sorry, she is a goddess.” All the viewers were silent. Dark Death’s POV: At this moment the World channel was noisy. I held a cigarette and looked at the game screen. My lips caught into a cynical smile and said, “Rican.” Smoke engulfed my handsome face, making it hard to see my appearance. I put down my cigarette butt, type on the computer, “Ailina, leave me a contract number. Maybe we should have a meal together next time.”