Cinderella Name Novels & Stories

She was always the one who despised me the most and I never understood her hatred for me. "Good morning, sisters" I greeted with a smile and a small curtsy. "Well well well, now I'm reminded why we call you 'Cinderella' with all this soot on your face," she responded with a smug look on her face. Curious, I felt my cheek that I had pressed to the wall when peering out the window and sure enough, it was filthy. I had wiped off my dress but forgot my face. 'Damn, Ella, you fool' I beat myself up on the inside.

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

This was it—the point of no return. With a deep breath, she picked up the pen and signed her name in bold strokes. When she looked up, Liam was watching her with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. “Welcome to the family,” he said smoothly. Emily forced a smile, though unease gnawed at her. Later that evening, Emily sat alone in her apartment, the reality of what she’d done sinking in. She was no longer just Emily Monroe, struggling waitress and perpetual underdog. She was now Emily Monroe -Westbrook—or at least she would be for a year.

he said handing them to Trix. "Use them wisely and remember these words-, Every action has an equal reaction," he said slowly and clearly. "Farewell, Trixiana," he said with smile before disappearing into thin air. "What? Wait!" Trix yelled, not understanding a thing he said. She glanced down confused at the book. Her heart stilled as she stared at the book title- Cinderella. "I am dreaming." She immediately squeezed her eyes shut and pinched herself as hard as she could. She opened her eyes and let out a sound of frustration.

said a sweet voice. She tried to open her eyes to see whoever it was. She saw a beautiful woman in a white long dress with a wreath of beautiful flowers in her head. "A-are y-you... " she asked stuttering can barely speak. "... a diwata!" she answered and smiled sweetly. "D-diwata?" she asked almost a whisper. "Yes, I am the Queen of fairies," still giving her the sweetest smile. Andrea just smiled at her and closed her eyes. She falls into a deep sleep again because of too much pain from her wounds.

Ever since she found her heart captivated by this unnamed ballerina, Catherine had been finding time in order to catch a peek of the dance hall where this ballerina mostly practiced, at the same time hoping to know her name too. Catherine imagined scenarios of chance encounters with this girl and formally introducing herself, but she thought that these imaginations are too good to be true. She thought that she’s too shy to even introduce herself, and the chance encounters she imagined are far from possible from happening.

“I figured if I wanted to go as the most frightening thing possible, I should go as you.” A grin lit my face. I loved how so politely rude he was with her. Peeking around the corner, I barely made out Lana’s blank expression through the doorway and over Ezra’s shoulder before he added, “I’m Maleficent. You know, powerful evil queen from Sleeping Beauty.”

Leonard was polite and considerate. "After this busy time, I will visit your mother. We haven't seen each other for decades." Nefertari pulled Leonard out of the airport. "Leonard, there's no new line for Cinderella this year?" Nefertari asked. "Why not? This year I'll change the name to 'Pink Fate'." "But I only got four pairs?" "No way," Leonard said in surprise. "There's a problem, let's go check it out quickly."

She was speechless on this,how someone can trust a person whom he met only few months back. "And no one has right to underestimate your capabilities... not even you,not me.I know you can make it a success.You have the passion."there was a tinge of anger in his voice. All she could do just smiled.He recognized her value, before it everyone thought her a burden,a nerd. "Why are you smiling now."he asked confusingly. "Nothing...I was thinking that you gave me another name Ms. Cinderella... what made you call me this."Sanyukta asked shyly.This was bothering her since the moment he started calling her as fairy princess Ms. Cinderella.

Finrod nodded. The king reached for her hand, kneeled in front of her and kissed her hand, “What is your name?” “My name’s Ellaine.” “Please bless my kingdom, Lady Ellaine.” He really believed her to be some kind of godsend savior. She stood there, motionless. She didn’t know what to do yet the king was still kneeling in front of her. She glanced at Margarette who motioned for her to lay her hands on the king’s head. And she did. “King Erfand, mighty ruler of the centaurs, the Virsathen is in high spirits. I bless you so that your kingdom may continue to prosper and fortify.”