Cinderella's Dress Live Action Novels & Stories

She stared down at Claire’s lifeless corpse, her skin akin to that of a ghost. She was dressed in her favorite blue gown, one she vividly recalled her wearing when she played the role of Cinderella at school. Her wide grin and cheerful laughter were now replaced by a hollow look—the gore. She had promised to take her to Disneyland during their school break. She never knew her little bundle of joy wouldn’t live to see that day.

Most of them had a boring color, others looked too fat up close, and others didn't have that shape. And then she brought one. Goodness! This must be what they had in mind when they were making Cinderella's dress. Long, glittery, Silver with a long slit all the way to her hips. The staff was about to wear it on the doll when I stopped her. I wanted my mate to be the first one to wear it. I bought the dress along with a pair of shoes and jewelry. After telling her to package them, we went on another round of shopping. Everything that a woman would need to live in a man's house. The list was endless, and the bags were so much, I had to carry each one out to the back of my car.

The guard continue to say. "Just go do what I asked"Aurora says grimacing, she watched as the guards stared at eachother in confusion. Then suddenly one of them raced into the castle. Few minutes later, Cindy rushes out of the palace. She looks different, different from the Cinderella she had met in the woods. With the blissful expression and the happy aura emitting from this Cindy, it's so obvious that she's really doing well. She isn't the Cindy that cried in the middle of the dark woods because she was jilted by her former lover, she isn't the Cindy that was worked to the bones by her wicked stepmother and sisters. She's the Cindy that's now the queen of Nevera, she looks lovely in a blue

There's no balloon since Diana wasn't a fan of balloons during birthday parties. --------- Yennifer POV I was like Cinderella in my evening blue gown where mom Arcela let me borrowed her party dress. I paired it with two golden high heels and position myself in front of my whole body mirror. I dance and project in front of it like a model while wearing the face of a great attitude. While I was busy looking at myself, I almost twist my heels because of my weak feet who hated surprises. I saw Gerald near my door staring at me from head to toe. He's leaning there like he's enjoying the picture in the mirror.

The tables were full of tasting cakes. I heard my stepsisters giggling in the living room and when I entered, I saw Cindy wearing a white wedding gown. Mindy and Lizzy were behind her, offering commentaries on the gown. They were making suggestions to the fashion designer who took notes fastidiously. Mark cleared his throat to announce my arrival. "Ms. Lolly is here, ma'am!" Everyone turned to look at me. Suddenly, I felt that familiar chill of hatred. "Ah, the prodigal daughter returns!" Lizzy said.

Cinderella opened her eyes to a bright morning, realizing that she had to get ready for school. She jumped out of bed and ran to the window, pulling back the curtains to reveal a beautiful sight. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a brilliant shade of blue. She smiled to herself, feeling excited about the day ahead. As she got ready, her mother, Chelsea, came to check on her. When she saw her daughter, she felt shocked. Cinderella was wearing her best dress, which was clean and freshly ironed. Her hair was brushed and styled neatly, and her face was glowing with excitement.

When we're done, she really does look like Cinderella—only she has white heels instead of glass slippers. I rush to my room to get dressed in my black dress with white trim. It's similar to Lilly's in style but a bit more revealing. I need something to keep my men on their toes, and showing this much skin will definitely do it. I grab Lilly, and we go downstairs, where the others are waiting. Victoria returned to the palace to get dressed. She never would say who the special guest was. Everyone looks at Lilly in surprise, and her poor face is so red I'm afraid it will catch on fire. Justin steps forward when we reach the bottom.

Ohhh, there's a tiny letter. 'Good morning beautiful, I know you're bored inside the house. Don't worry, we are going to have fun tonight. Wear this cute Jasmine costume, okay? I'll be really sad if you don't wear it. x Aladdin' So he was the one that sent this. Not a total shocker there. He is really serious about this whole going out with costumes thingy. To think we're not even kids anymore. Whatever. Do I really have to wear this? It's too sexy and my bruises can be seen so I'll have to cover it up with concealers again.

Taylor's POV I didn’t wear a gown. Kiera helped me, her eyes gleaming with the fire of a thousand plotting rom-com heroines. “A dress plays their game,” she declared, rifling through my closet with a sniper’s focus. “You show up in a ballgown, you’re a princess auditioning. A Cinderella hoping the slipper fits.”

The woman frowned and I realized that it was me in a full length mirror. The dress was strapless blue satin that cascaded into a full skirt of tulle and satin. Intricate dark blue flowers bordered the edges of the gown, accenting the sweetheart top and the gentle curve of the drop-waist into the skirt. I looked like a princess from a fairy tale. “Oh my...” I whispered, not believing the transformation. This made the purple dress look like a cheap swimsuit cover-up by comparison. “And the final touch,” Gunner said, putting a mask over my face. It was a simple silver mask with small engraved flowers around the edges. The beauty was in the simplicity. I still looked like me, but more mysterious