Cinderella Kissing Prince Charming Novels & Stories

The profile of muscles under his thin white shirt kept her focus. The wind picked up as if under his command, raising her dress just a little and brushing soft wisps against her flesh. She shivered. “Oh no,” he whispered to her like a lover to his devoted. “I’m not Prince Charming. I’m the bad guy that sneaks into the castle when Prince Charming is off singing songs in the woods. I’m the one with the big cock that bends needy Cinderella over. And I’m the one that makes her scream until her throat’s raw and she can’t sing a note.”

one of them said, his tone rigid. I smiled coldly. The next moment, my hand swung, the sharp crack of my slap echoing in the hallway. "I am the king's future wife," I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. "I am Vincent's Luna, open the door immediately." They didn't move. Not a single one. Their silence burned hotter than fire. My face went pale with fury. I could feel eyes watching from nearby corridors, servants, soldiers, guards, all seeing me, Dane, the future queen, being denied entry like some unimportant stranger.

"A poor Cinderella who is mistreated by her evil stepmom, and one day she finds a hiding shelter in the arms of the Prince charming, is that it?" Ryan's lips twisted at her final remark, displeased. "I haven't thought of you as any of that, Claire," he said softly. He had a girlfriend. A reminder made Claire weak despite the strange sensation she'd entertain whenever she was alone with him. "Please, Ryan, let me go," she begged softly. "Claire," Ryan uttered, and that cynic air was all gone. "The truth is—"

He was a wonderful man, no matter what had happened between him and that secretary. “I'll be right behind you,” I promised Kathryn. She pursed her lips unhappily, but nodded. She started walking and I knew I only had a second or two to catch up. I knelt by Aiden's chair, searching for the magic words that would tell him everything I needed him to know. I didn't have time. Instead, I put my hands on either side of his face and kissed him. He leaned into me, taking everything I had to give. I put all my emotions, all the things I wanted to say and couldn't find the words or the time to tell him into my kiss, hoping he would understand.

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”

"Bodies like this are a dime a dozen in the entertainment industry." Xavier looked at her intently. "Really?" She withdrew her hand and said, "Stop being so shameless around the kids." Xavier looked over and found Lynn staring at him with sparkling eyes. "Why doesn't Prince Charming have clothes and the glass slippers?" Glancing at the fairy tale, he said patiently, "That's because Cinderella took the glass slippers away." He was so thick-skinned that he actually went into the walk-in closet and searched for a pair of diamond-studded heels. Then, he took them out, went down on one knee in front of Gabriella, and slipped them onto her feet.

Sindy Vampire Hunter Point of View “ We are left with one hour to receive our very important guest please make sure you do not embarrass me or our kingdom . “ I overhear Prince George and his uncle talking about what is to happen today . It seems Prince George is still not determined to marry the princess chosen for him while the uncle is also determined to get Prince George and the chosen Princess get married. I overhear his uncle shut down every question Prince George asks about his parents but firmly manipulate him into marrying the Princess for the sake of the kingdom that is unaware that the future King is a vampire terrorizing them .

Not only did he have a strong build and doubtless a six-pack underneath his shirt, but he also had an attractive face—the kind that makes girls starstruck and tongue-tied. In a fairy tale, where Jen was the beautiful princess, Nicholas Atkins could just be the Prince Charming, who would kiss her sleeping heart awake from its deep slumber. Very well then, in their fairy tale, I would be the damned Rumpelstiltskin! I wore a pair of black pants, a dark yellow shirt, black leather boots, and a dark brown leather jacket. I made sure every strand of my hair was in place before I put on my black fingerless leather gloves.

the man said as I smiled, my ladies giggled happily. The man took Lauren's hand and kissed it. "Your highness, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," he said. I smiled keeping my laughter in, did he think Lauren was me? Lauren bowed low. "Likewise" she played on. The man turned and left with a chuckle, he really was friendly, if he was the king I had a feeling we would try and rule hand in hand peacefully. "This way my lady" Cindy and Amore said as they walked in the castle.