Cinderella Losing Her Shoe Novels & Stories

This pair of glass shoes was the dream of all girls! Who had not read the story of Cinderella in childhood? Everyone expected to be found by a prince and put on the glass shoes by him. Was she dreaming? "Try it on?" Just then, she heard Dante’s gentle voice. It was as elegant as the tune of a cello, beating her heart. Holding one shoe, he got down on one knee, and then held up her foot, put on the shoe for her. Renee felt his touch, and her body trembled slightly. She felt like she was in a dream.

Looking at the bag on the table, Su took it into the bathroom and changed his clothes. As soon as she walked out of the door, she saw a pair of flat shoes in Christiano's hands. "Put on this pair of shoes!" "Yes!" Christiano helped Adeline to the sofa and took out his shoes from the box. He carefully helped Adeline put them on. Looking at Christiano's serious face, it reminded her of Cinderella's story. But in the story, after the prince put on Cinderella's crystal shoes, she lived a happy life, and she...

The fact that my neck was bare registered in my head, but I was already moving out of the bathroom. I didn't have any earrings. Or I couldn't find mine. "Better", Sydney smiled, on seeing me. I smiled back, "Did you happen to see my shoes?" "I'm sure you can find something in your wardrobe" My? I frowned at that but walked to the wardrobe anyway. True to her words, all the shoes were my size, all the glassy 'Cinderella' slippers that came with a prize. I donned on the simplest thing to wear, a sandal with a little heel platform.

She laughed, "Fucking Ely. He's rubbing off on me" I chuckled as I finished dressing. "Would you mind putting my shoes on me? I'm hurting like hell right now". Damien peeked his head in and said, "All dressed?" Kayla said, "Cinderella here needs help with her shoes. That's a job for her prince charming. I'm out of here." I chuckled and shook my head while Damien laughed and shook his head, "I hope she is Zach's mate. He needs her in his life". I agreed, "me too".

Talia twirled on her toes and a giggle escaped her lips at the sight of the flowy skirt that opened in layers, like delicate butterfly wings. She felt like a princess after this makeover and it reminded her of the Cinderella story. Talia took a mental note to hold onto her shoes because those must be expensive. Will she be able to cover the cost of damaging or losing a shoe? That came to her mind because Cinderella found her prince after losing a shoe. Actually, Talia had no need to relinquish a shoe because her prince was only one door away, getting ready to attend the party with her. Mental images of Drake wearing various clothes flashed in Talia's mind and she was confident that Drake wil

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”

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

How could he tell me what to do? I flinched when his hand touched my injured foot. Carefully, he lifts it and slip it inside the shoe with his eyes never leaving mine. That gentle smile across his handsome face, as he crouch down before me. "... my Cinderella."

could be. "May, first question is for you. I noticed the gorgeous t-shirt you're wearing. Is there a story behind it?" I blinked. Honestly, the story was too long for me to try and explain to the annoyingly beautiful woman but I did so anyway. "Yes there is. I'm pretty sure you've heard it before but this time it's different. Cinderella isn't running from the prince, instead she is running towards him and in the process, she loses not a shoe but herself. This t-shirt symbolises how I stopped running and decided that no prince was worth losing myself over."

"I've dealt with your particular brand of stubborn all my life. You think I don't know how to handle you?" Why was she getting turned-on? As in, she couldn't draw air and heat coiled in her belly and her girly bits clenched. Alpha Nakos was hot. Several heads swiveled toward them, trekking their progress across the room, around tables, and out the open doorway. Her heel slipped off her foot. "I lost my shoe." "We'll get it later, Cinderella." "You're causing a scene." She squirmed, but his hold was unrelenting.