Cinderella Fairy Tale Roses Novels & Stories

Ruby whispered with a blank look as she held her grandmother's cold lifeless hand. "There has never been one." was Althreya's solemn reply. 🌹 "Ruby, what story do you want me to read? Cinderella? Sleeping Beauty? Snow White? The Little Mermaid?" Bedivere asked with a kind smile as he browsed through her bookshelf.

He wanted that and he really felt giddy inside. ‘He, too, needs a girlfriend of his own.’ Rojean thought to herself even though she took pity on the poor man who just wanted justice for the woman he loved. She really couldn’t when she had a fiance and was already earning money for their wedding. ‘If only I was single, but I’m not! I can’t take this kind of work.’ she thought to herself. “Let’s get you changed first before your fiance notices.” he just said, putting his attention, now, on the road ahead.

Daisy leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes for a moment. Caleb walked over, sat beside her, and took her hand in his. Three days later, the garden at Anderson Manor was filled with rows of white chairs. Daisy had on a white wedding gown. Her hair was pinned up elegantly, and there was a bouquet of flowers in her hands. Mia stood beside her with tears glistening in her eyes. As the organ music began to play, Daisy held onto Caleb's arm and slowly walked across the white flower petals one step at a time.

“You believe I can do anything, right?“ She saw the girl nod enthusiastically and she chuckled. “I will try my best.“ Mrs. Dill gestured for her to walk to the center of the room and Rosa hadn't even taken up to two steps, before she had begun regretting her existence. Mrs. Dill clapped her hands, “Back straight. Your chin up. Imagine you are wearing a crown that shouldn't fall.“ “I can barely keep up my balance,” Rosa chuckled, “A crown would kill me.“ “You will survive,” Mrs. Dill said to her with a knowing look and Rosa sighed. Why did she feel like Cinderella right now? Well at least, books weren't placed on her head. Mrs. Vermilion walked to where she was and she carried the elegance of

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

Rhino felt like he had entered a fairyland. And the girl standing in front of him was surely the queen of fairies. "How can someone be so beautiful?" Today Calista was wearing a long red gown. She applied eyeliner in her eyes, dark red lipstick on her lips. She also wore earrings in her ears and also bangles on her both hands. The dark hair was tied in a bun. A red rose was placed in the hair below the ear. And there was a shy smile on her face. In short, Calista spared nothing to drive Rhino crazy. She didn't only dress herself but the whole house was also beautifully decorated with love-shaped balloons, flowers and scented candles. Rhino's heart seemed to have stopped beating. He had no aw

The air is thick with the mingling scents of lavender, jasmine, and the earthy perfume of freshly cut roses. Finally, my eyes fall upon the dress. It's not just a gown; it's the epitome of a fairytale brought to life. Designed to shimmer and glisten as I move, the fabric twinkles as if woven from strands of moonlight. The bodice is adorned with tiny, intricate crystals that transition into a skirt of cascading lace, as if frozen waterfalls have been captured in textile form. Cathy steps back, seemingly pleased with her artistic endeavor. "Look at you. You're Elsa—stunning, regal, and utterly captivating."

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”

I climbed up my blankets and set the laptop on the bed. I laid on my side and turned on the movie. Halfway through the romance movie I fell asleep too I began to have a dream. *I was standing in a room I had never been in, I looked around when I noticed a mirror. I walked up to the mirror and looked at myself, I was wearing a beautiful white dress. I look at the dress more closely, it's a wedding dress. I see a veil on my head and a weird look ring on my left ring finger. As I stood there confused at the outfit I was wearing I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door I was just staring a few minutes ago, I waited before I could move the door busts up and in come Tate and Skye.

I glanced at the moon, slowly counting down to the special day. The throne room was nearly empty, the sound of old Agatha coughing through the walls. Old hag. My eyes locked on Rose, she had a beautiful red gown on, her lips painted red like blood. I didn't care that she was uncomfortable in the outfit, I needed all my servants to look sexy. She bowed before me and locked her gaze on mine, Lola growled but I knew how to tame her savage wolf. “The fairy Queen is revived, her wounds healed and sealed. We have locked her in the dungeon where your sister, Samantha is.” Rose said, her voice was firm and emotionless.