Cinderella Fairy Tale Author Novels & Stories

Ana was known around the court for her bright green eyes, and she did anything she could to make them a focal point of hers, seeing the only other attribute of hers worth noting was her clumsiness. She looked out the window to the shed and continued, "I wonder if our little Cinderella will try to come to the ball tonight. The invitation stated for all women of each household to attend, but I can't imagine anyone like her being there!" she said through a laugh and a horribly attempted accent. I don't even know what accent she was attempting; all I know is she sounded ridiculous.

Matt explained. “Since when?” Clark asked seriously. “Sleeping Beauty was a story about a princess who was cursed and forced to sleep for a long period. And her name wasn’t Belle; it was Princess Aurora, and Maleficent cursed her,” Riki explained. “Is that the story?” Clark. “No one informs me.” “Jeez, Clark, are you serious?” Dylan asked. “Wow, Riki, you know the tale. Is it one of your favorite bedtime stories? “ Matt chuckled.

She loved reading stories about girls who had suffered unjustly but had happy endings at last instead of reading stories of vampires, witches and werewolves which was the most preferred among the people in her city because she does not believe in its existence as most of the people do, she found such stories scary and preferred happy ending books like Cinderella's. Monalisa slowly lowered her gaze to a book in her hand which was still about Cinderella, this was the only Cinderella book she had left because the others had been burnt by her aunt Lila and her daughter Annabel who was about the same age as she was. “Cinderella and the seven dwarfs,” she muttered, running her fingers tenderly at

Luna replied. "You'll only worsen your image." "Argh, fine," Luna said irritably. She then straightened up and forced a smile. "So, have you ever heard of fairy tales?" Luna asked, and her smile seemed to work. "I know one fairy tale, Cinderella," a little girl raised her hand enthusiastically. Luna looked at her and also noticed her tiny leg in a cast. "Smart girl. Can you tell us about it?" Luna asked. The little girl nodded eagerly. "Cinderella is a poor girl who was helped by a fairy godmother to meet a handsome prince," she said in a soft and cute voice.

I wanted to vent, to cry, throw a tantrum, tear at my hair, and throw things about in the room, but years of being told to keep my emotions under control did not allow me to lose it even in the face of these circumstances. Feeling tired although I had not done any physical work, I went to lie on the bed – fully clothed. I really didn’t have the strength to take anything off. I closed my eyes and tried to day dream of the fantasies I and Cheyenne always sketched. I would be locked in my tower room just like now, when I would hear some commotion outside, and throwing open my windows, I’d see a handsome thief trying to get away from an angry crowd – We always had our own different version of Ra

There is a castle in the background, they are holding hands and look happy, and Talia’s eyes always wander to the princess’ shiny shoes. The book is about Cinderella, a poor girl who is abused by her stepmother and stepsisters, and then she meets a fairy godmother who wears a fancy dress and shiny shoes so that Cinderella can go to the ball, meet her prince, and live happily ever after. ‘What nonsense.’, Talia thought. ‘The story is rubbish. One’s fortune can’t depend on a pair of shoes, but Talia still cracked a smile. This book reminds Talia of Olivia, the only member of the Red Moon pack who treated her as a person.

Could a man like him really be interested in her? Wendy never believed that she could have a fairy tale ending. Besides, even if there were such a thing as fairy tales in real life, she wouldn't be the princess. In the fairy tales, Cinderella's father was a nobleman. That was what had given her the chance to attend the prince's ball. Meanwhile, Wendy's father was a shameless nobody. She wasn't a good match for the Johnson family. Even if she liked Albert, she could never come anywhere close to him.

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Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

I remember taking her face in my small hand as I asked, "What is wrong?" "Nothing, my sweet Aurora. Something I hope you never understand. Now I believe I owe you a story." I eagerly would get under the covers and snuggle up close as she would braid my hair. Then she would open a small blue book titled, Fairytales for Fairy Princesses. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy princess," "I already like this story." "I know you do," she winked and kissed the top of my head. "Most of her life, the princess was protected by high towers, walls, and secret magic.”