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.

One team, one family. "She is a business major with brown hair and blue eyes, has a bird and rose tattoo on her arms, and her whole side is done up. The girl we are looking for is probably around 5'5 and is really toned. She lives on campus and has a stepbrother that goes here, but I don't know his name." Jones looked around the table as I pulled a chair up as well. "Alright, boys," he said. "The hunt for Cinderella begins!"

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.”

I would rather just stay here and be happy every day. "Excuse me," I called for one of the girls standing around my bed. "Yes, Your Highness," she replied as she got closer to me. I shook my head in disagreement, "You don't have to call me that. My name is Ruth." "I'm sorry, but I can't call you by your name. We were clearly instructed that you are the princess, and we shouldn't do anything that will get us into trouble. I'll be in big trouble if you insist," she replied.

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."