Cinderella's Pet Palace Novels & Stories

(Alfred Monticello) “Really?…I guess they really wanted it then…as long as they are happy, I am fine with it..” As always Alfred were happy now that I am back, that he an once again become my butler. He knows my styles so he didn’t showed me around at all, rather he showed me all the new improvement of the Palace with just a video, I supposed he made it all by himself. Seems like he was proud about the productions, also according to him, now the staff numbers of the Palace has doubled the numbers now entering 3 digits. And the design of the Palace were almost the same as the famous Cinderella castle, but with much more bulkier and much more tough looks, I supposed the ones that were pushing

By half past six the sky was starting to turn purple and Iryna was leading us back toward's Cinderella's Castle. "We have dinner reservations." We entered a huge dinning room with massive vaulted ceilings and archways. Cinderella, Belle, and Aurora were all working the room, giving us the opportunity for few more great pictures. Cindy got particularly excited about a picture with Belle, her favorite princess from when she was a girl.

After being scolded, the two bowed their heads, apologized, and then quickly left. Giana's anger had not yet subsided when she saw Elizabeth standing awkwardly at the doorway. She walked up a few steps to Elizabeth's side and said in a mocking tone, "I always heard that Ms. Hubbard tends to employ filthy tricks, and finally I've seen it by myself. However, I'd like to remind you, Ms. Hubbard, that Cinderella only exists in fairy tales. You'd better keep your mind clear." Elizabeth understood her sarcasm but was not offended. She only smiled faintly. "You are so kind, Ms. Henson. I'll bear that in mind."

She startled as she suddenly heard those double doors slam again, letting her know that he had returned. Her cheeks immediately pinched up with heat again. Feeling a little bit self-conscious. Thank whoever created this palace that there were so many rose petals now covering the surface of the water. Floating all around her. There were white, pink and blood-red rose petals, glinting with droplets of water in that soft light provided by the burning candles scattered all around. Giving the whole space such a relaxing and romantic ambient. She blinked. Was the palace...actually...?? No. It couldn't be. She was just so very tired. Imagining things. It was just a palace. Not a sentient being afte

No doubt, one more thing to make my jaw drop. As it is, I’m having considerable trouble keeping it off the floor—the gorgeous, tiled floor that appears to be polished hourly. Truly, the palace elves deserve huge props. A speck of dust would die a lonely death here, and yet, I don’t see anyone tending to the manor, as it were. I snicker a little. Leave it to me to be fixated on the details of cleaning and daily chores. I momentarily contend that Cinderella likely would have been curious about these things as well because, yes, we do share some inherent similarities. Ones I never would have given thought to had I not been dropped into my own pumpkin patch.

he said to himself and disappeared with Minerva without a trace of them being there except the mashed up carriage and forgotten weapons. Vincent materialized inside the castle's corridor which led to different wings. He was a little drained out after using his powers for too long but he didn't care. She was turning paler every minute. He had to stop at different places to gather strength before reaching here. Princess Ciara halted in her strolling when she saw Vincent use his powers to materialize inside the castle. And he wasn't alone. It didn't take her too much time to figure out that it was the girl Vincent had brought to the castle a few months ago. Her red hair was unforgettable. A dar

"What was that? That looked so pretty." I was playing with my music box that noon when Leanna barged in. She always barges in and lately, it's been really irritating. I tried ignoring her and kept playing. The music box was one of the best things Mom left me. My grandmother gave it to her, then Mom gave it to me. It's a dancing ballerina and a prince. Mom always told me stories about fairy tales and by just looking at it makes me dream of being that princess. From the corner of my eyes, I knew Leanna was staring at me. Well, I didn't care. She was probably just going to pester me, anyway. I wasn't in the mood. Dealing with her these past few days has been exhausting. Why couldn't she

Then every fairy, no matter where he or she was, had to come back home to the fairy land and a big dinner would be organized right here in the palace to celebrate the holidays' she said, moving on to sit on a swing attached to the branch of a rather huge looking tree. I paused and turned to her, surprise taking over me. 'wait, this is the palace?' I screeched, biting my bottom lip in embarrassment. She just gave a mini speech and that was the only thing I had grasped. She shrugged. 'Yes Phoenix .This is in fact the palace of the fairy royal family' she affirmed, now rolling dirt beneath her shoe. 'Wait a minute. If this is the royal palace, does that mean...' I trailed off, looking wide eyed

I pop an eyebrow. "Well, I will let Grayson do the talking." She says with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Can I see my face and my dress now." I bat my eyelashes, pursing my lips into a cute pout. "Nope." She pops the 'p' then drags me out of the bedroom to the living room. "you can check it out when you get back. As for now. Cinderella is late and Prince charming must be impatient." Who is Cinderella?

"Let me show you to your room Felicity, I'm tired. You can come back and look at it later, right now, I need to rest." "Oh, okay" she nodded obediently and followed him to the beautiful flight of stairs, everywhere seemed to be glittering. Never in her life had she thought of living in a house like a princess palace, well, guess she is a princess now, she smiled. "I'm a princess now little Ray?" Raymond rolled his eyes "perhaps you can start by finding your own unique pets or you can choose to make friends with rats like that Cinderella you adore so much." "I will if they will be talking. They can sow a dress for me when I have nothing to wear but the thing is, I don't have an evil stepmothe