Cinderella's Pet Palace Novels & Stories

The whole time, Cassandra had gone back to filing her nails like we had all the time in the world. I gritted my teeth. “Can you come help me?” She glanced up at me struggling on top of a chair balanced on a pile of books. “I really don’t feel like it.” “Cassandra!” “You know,” she said, inspecting her nails with exaggerated focus, “I don’t remember telling you my name or saying you could use it in that manner.” But she pushed herself up anyway, came to ‘help’. And we both tried. And failed. Because while her words had been meant to insult, she was right—the Palace was built like a fortress. The vents were high, the walls thick, everything designed for security.

Realising it, she broke the hug abruptly. "Cinderella" he called her softly not so pleased with the way she broke the hug. "You should finish your treatment" she spoke eyeing the doctor to come inside as she stood up to leave the room. But his face twitched in the cutest way to deliver that he is hurt with her leaving than the pain in his arms.

It was heartwarming to see Cinderella now reading on her own, lost in the magic of words and stories. But it wasn't just Cinderella's academic growth that impressed Chelsea. Her little girl possessed an innate kindness and compassion that touched the hearts of those around her. Cinderella had a unique ability to empathize with others, offering a comforting presence to those in need. Chelsea often witnessed her daughter's caring nature as she consoled a friend, shared a toy, or simply offered a warm smile to brighten someone's day.

a room to sleep at the palace. It was the guest room that was in the up stairs of the royal house. She spent the sleepless night trying to relive the events of that day. She could not believe that she was spending the night at the palace. The room was beautiful and cosy with an ensuite bathroom and a mini lounge. She was provided with everything she needed to feel at home. At last she slept peacefully and the dream about her parents and the prince charming came again. This time her parents were inside the palace as well. They took her hand and gave it to the prince. Suddenly, she woke up and it already in the morning. She did not have time to think about the dream as it was time for her to

There were next to the stairs two big oleanders that were covered in red flowers. The front side of the mansion held a roundabout that was made of white gravel and grass area. The grass area held a little fountain with few flower beds around it. There were fairy lights put out on the deck, giving the gentle and romantic fairy illusion. Giggling as they were getting out of the limousine, Paola took his hand and climbed out of it. “I feel like Cinderella.” She said giggling. “Well Cinderella, welcome to your fairytale ball.” He held her hand as they sauntered up the stairs.

ALTHEA'S POV Cinderella:For real? That's annoying. Me:Yeah. Sorry nakalimutan ko ding sabihin. It actually slipped my mind. Cinderella:Whatever. Me:Saan ka ba ngayon? Cinderella:I am currently having tea party with Queen Elizabeth. Me:Like it's going to happen. Cinderella:Truth?I am having a blast here in Palawan. Me:What!?Kainggit naman! Gusto ko ding mag-swimming sa Palawan!

CAMILA had nothing to do in her room, so she went to the botanical garden instead. In this place, she could be with herself, thinking nothing else other than having her own time. She could do the things she wanted there without other eyes looking at her. Everyone who worked at the mansion rarely go there, even her mother. The garden was so extensive that she had to move around to reach her favorite spot where her swing was hanging. She had tied the rope on the two poles that she buried on the ground. The two pole wasn’t visible anymore because of the vines of the flowers that covered them. She even used the vines to make an arch. She sat down on the wooden swing and looked up at the clear ni

Rurina asked as she looked at the palace in awe. “Yes.” He got up to the gate, “You can’t enter the palace without an identification token.” “Do you know who I am?” “Identify yourself then.” “I’m Prince Caspian, and I would suggest you let me through.” “We will let you in with a guard but if you are not who you claimed to be, death will soon come after you. You better make the right choice.” “I am positive.” Caspian And Rurina made their way into the palace, so many years had gone by and he everything seemed different to him.

Just hold on a little longer. Kelly leaned into him, her face glowing with happiness. Mia ran up to her with a bouquet of lilies. Her voice was bright as she said, "Mommy, you're so pretty! Daddy really loves you, Mommy! I'll get a camera and take a picture of you two!" She spun around and dashed out of the room—only to crash straight into me. Panic flickered across Lorenzo's eyes for the briefest second. "Renee… What are you doing here? This is Kelly, a volunteer at the orphanage. We were just discussing Mia's adoption."

At this rate, I’d have to start selling my organs. Before I could wallow in my financial despair, my phone vibrated with a notification. Estergram: Cincel’s new skirt line ‘Boudoir’ is now available! I clicked the link out of curiosity, scrolling through the pictures. The skirts were gorgeous—flowy, sleek, bold. One caught my eye. A black, thigh-slit masterpiece that screamed confidence. I smirked, nudging Suzu with my foot. “I’d look good in that skirt, right?”