Cinderella Four Knights Novels & Stories

Inside was a beautiful silver bracelet with four small charms, a sword, a book, a moon, and a wolf paw. “Marcus,” I breathed, “this is gorgeous, but, ” “Each charm represents one of us,” he explained quickly. “The sword is Darius, the book is me, the moon is Zane, and the paw is Kael. So you can always have us with you, even when, especially when, ” He stopped, his cheerful mask slipping for just a second. “When what?” I asked gently. “Nothing,” he said, forcing the smile back. “Just… always.”

The light Maria was lying in her bed later that day and was recalling all the events that took place earlier that day. Her heart was heavy with pain. She could not control her feelings when the thought of missing a chance to go to boarding school crept in. The tears were pouring uncontrollably and her pillow was wet. She missed her family. She missed being her parents's child. Most of all she missed being at home. They did not have everything they wished for but at least they were happy. She enjoyed being at home with people who loved her unconditionally. That was something she lacked and longed for at that particular moment. always heard the stories of children who grew up without parents a

Brandon said and Hannah smiled at her. “Hi,” Hannah waved at her. “Woah, do people still bear the name Cinderella at this time? Or are you the Cinderella from the Cinderella cartoon?” Jessica asked Brandon yelled her name and she rolled her eyes. “Anyways nice to meet you, sister-in-law,” Jessica said as she moved toward Hannah and hugged her. Hannah hugged her in return. Elizabeth rolled her eyes. “Mommy!” The octuplets called at once as they climbed down the stairs and everyone's eyes moved in their direction.

I asked unbelievably. "It was just a conclusion." She said with a shrug. Each new day seems to come with its surprises. After finding out what lives in the East Wing of the castle, I'll make sure never to go there, no thank you. "So there are four princes in total, Kian, Sol, Kael and Niko." I surmised. "Yes." She nodded. "The first prince, the one with the white hair, is my master." I mentioned, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

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 answer, already on my way to meet him. He comes in quick, meeting me before I'm out the door. His eyes shift between us, careful and analysing. “What’s going on?” “Nothing,” I hook my arm in his. “Just saying goodbye to Cinderella’s evil sisters.” “Does that make you Cinderella then sis?” I shrug, “I’m whoever got Prince Charming, sis.” I say, feeling too petty to just ignore the remark. Audrey smiles, “Cinderella.” “Snow white,” Kingston says. “She’s the fairest in all the lands.”

“She was chased out of the palace by the king’s guards. The prince was furious that his father would go back on his word. The entire country was shocked and angered that one of their own was not good enough for the king. Under this pressure, the king relented and the prince sought out his love once more. “They were married to the cheers of the country. She was the best queen in a hundred years of queens and the country thrived because of her wisdom. We call her the Peasant Queen. To honor their story, Paradisa holds a masquerade ball every year. No one knows who anyone is or what their station in life is. Janitors can be kings and princes can be paupers. For one night every year, everyone is

The more I heard his words about the war, the more I wanted it to end, but unfortunately, I had no idea how to make it happen. There were still soldiers who were loyal to their girlfriends, and I never admitted it out loud, but I was truly envious of these unknown girls because I could see the passionate looks their respective boyfriends had when they talked about them, and I never had anyone who were genuinely interested in me. I have always been disputed for being Her Royal Highness Caroline Andermier the Princess of Tresoria, and never for being simply Caroline, or even Olivia Mason, the petite anonymous maid.

But all Hamdan and Humeyra felt currently was the pain. Many dream of a prince charming their very own Mr. Right, a knight in shining armor that would come to their aid, all the time. Humeyra was no exception for she thought Hamdan was her very own prince charming. Others dream of Cinderella their very own fallen angel with beauty and brains, an epitome of perfection and the goddess of beauty. Hamdan had his but he let his Cinderella go without acknowledging her.