Cinderella Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He admitted to himself that he was hopelessly, deeply in love with this woman. He didn't care what others thought of her or how they saw her. Right now, Kajarin was the absolute best woman in the world to him. She was so perfect that he wanted her to share his last name—he wanted to change her title from 'Miss' to 'Mrs.' right here, right now. As the entire garden lit up, Kajarin's eyes went wide with wonder. The fairy lights scattered across the garden sparkled brightly, resembling a sea of stars. It felt as if she were drifting through the night sky, with the stars embracing both him and her in this very spot.

Marissa sobbed through her tears, "Dad, Mom, Gordon, I called you all here today because I'm hoping you can do something about Yelena." That had Dad eyeing me with blatant displeasure. "What humiliating thing did she do this time?" "I've already caught her trying to trick me into giving her Xander's contact information several times. She must think Gordon isn't good enough and wants to steal Xander. I'm her older sister! How could she do this to me?" She then made a huge show of wiping away her tears, appearing all the more pitiful, even as she snuck glances at Gordon. In that moment, I understood—she was trying to rile Gordon up.

Messy red strawberry hairs, weird violet eyes, plump red lips and I-don’t- know- how to smile-face. The hope of finding my mate. Keep me alive, that was all. I was perhaps as a mother would say, Cinderella waiting for her Prince Charming. “What did you say?” He squats and his fingers went to my chin and he lifts them. Staring at my eyes, the unique thing left in me. “Where would you take me?” I repeated with a groan, my ribs were burning in pain. Cranon sees every reason to hurt me, my sight disgusts him, and my breathing irked him.

Hell, I did try to harm her. The chandelier was the first try, and I knew it didn't have enough force to kill her. I'd just wanted her injured and away from the castle, healing. She was wolf-less, so her healing speed was slower than a normal wolf's. So, I naively thought that I would be able to seduce Theon while she would be away in the hospital getting treated. Perhaps the glass will mutilate her permanently, so Theon won't find her to be beautiful. Which was why I had taken one of the auxiliary entrances that led to the balcony of the sitting room, hid behind the curtains so the camera wouldn't record me, and unlocked the padlock. I thought that I was victorious in my attempt.

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

Zalindra pressed forward, her words sharpening. “I will go with the Hollow Crown, not to hide, but to heal. My duty as your Queen is not only to fight, but to endure. If I fall now, then all we have built every oath you swore to me will crumble. You must become my voice within these walls. Tell the story of what you witnessed here. Tell them the truth the Elders fear: that I walked the astral, that I claimed the Hollow Crown, that the magic they said could never be ours was withheld from us by the Elders. That as your Queen, I will make it my mission to give back the power that the Coven has lost.”

When I finally returned home, I found my house blazing with lights and decorations. They were celebrating their precious Catherina’s eighteenth birthday. Tears streamed down my face as I stepped into the house I had dreamed of during years of captivity. This should have been my celebration. At eight years old, after reading Cinderella, I scribbled my dream birthday into my diary. [On my eighteenth birthday, I will wear a white pearl-trimmed dress with a small tiara and beautiful crystal shoes. [Then, Gale will lead me onto the stage and tell everyone that the Bow family’s little princess has come of age.]

A surge of hope steadied me, and I shouted, "Helena is my foster sister! We're on the same side! Let me go now. I can explain everything to her!" Jasper and his men exchanged a look, their faces twisting into mocking, unreadable smiles. Then, he kicked me hard. "You, a worthless abandoned brat, actually dare to pretend to be Mr. Jones? Pathetic! You're really pushing your luck. "Mr. Jones is untouchable. Do you know what happened to the last fool who claimed a connection to Mr. Jones? Saying it out loud would scare you to death! "Hey, grab my stick. I'm going to help Ms. Cook teach this brazen pretty boy a lesson!"

James scent broke me out of my reverie and I looked at the door which he shortly entered. "Are you busy, Cassandra?" "Depends on whom you are asking, Cassandra the tribe alpha or your sister." I said with a teasing tone. He surely noticed my tone and rolled his eyes at me. "Last evening," He hushed. "You did wrong so now I'm here to give you a chance to do it right." "Oh so you need a favor from me." I chimed with a pride smile. He sighed. "Yes I do, now will you help me."

I knew she had wanted me to kiss her I know she finds me attractive and I'm going to have fun seducing my little Sophia. I could be a hearts and flowers type of guy. That wouldn't be hard, right?. But I hate poetry. I don't like flowers. I suck at expressing my feelings to anyone. Jeez...this really might be hard. How did Prince Charming manage to get Cinderella to fall in love with him? I could really use some tips. *RAUL* Jesus fucking Christ!