Cinderella's Real Name Novels & Stories

Lady Joyner - the young lady of the Williams family turned out to be so rude and disrespectful! Seeing Karen Goodwill's quick, calm, and decisive reaction, Gordon Williams is both surprised and delighted, though deep inside, he still feels a little sad when he sees Sophia Joyner covered in wet and is stuck with a lot of moss on the bottom of the lake. Sophia crawls onto the lake shore, points her finger at Karen's face, and kept cursing her with the bad words: “Don't forget what you used to do to earn a living. Just a miserable and dirty concubine who dared to blatantly snatch other people's husbands. You…”

After everything that had happened, the fairy godmother who only knew how to turn pumpkins into carriages and was barely reliable had turned out to be the real princess. Prince Adrian screamed hysterically. "No! That's impossible! She's the princess? Then what am I? What am I?" Queen Elena looked at him coldly. "You? You're nothing but a bastard the dark wizard used to usurp the throne! "I was controlled by dark magic all these years. It wasn't until the power of the glass slipper erupted moments ago that my mind finally cleared. "Guards! Seize this monster who impersonated the royal heir and harmed innocent young women. Execute him on the spot!"

"Oh you are that hero, pleasure to meet you." "Heroine" I corrected. She smiled again her uncertain smile. My brother patted her back for reassurance. Something weird was happening with these two which I had no idea of. That was the first time I saw someone believing in my brother more than me. "I should make introductions." My brother said. "This is my sister Cassandra." Now her eyes widen at my brother in surprise which was rather dramatical I must say because my name, Cassandra was an amazing name and I was his sister that shouldn't be such a surprise though I was more prettier than he was as we had same hybrid blood running through our veins.

“Tiny thing, maybe five-four? Asian, super pretty, early twenties. She put it down and hurried away like she forgot something important.” My heart did an Olympic-level somersault. Petite. Asian. Pretty. Makes Filipino rice cakes like it’s her love language. Dalia. I gripped the bag so hard the handles creaked. “She… ran off?” I asked, voice cracking like a thirteen-year-old. The lady nodded. “Yes, dear. Almost like she overheard something and got spooked.” Jacob was still clueless, munching on invisible popcorn. “What’s the big deal? Secret admirer?”

My legs were shaky as I slipped back into the ballroom, his cum still dripping down my thighs. That was how it all started. But if you want the full story how a servant girl ended up getting fucked by the prince on a balcony I have to take you back to the beginning. My real name is Ella. Everyone calls me Cinderella. Not because I’m some delicate princess in a fairytale. It’s because I scrub floors, clean toilets, and cook for my stepmother and stepsisters like I’m nothing more than a maid in my own house.

Are you serious? Don’t think that everyone is Cinderella. In the fairy tale, Cinderella was a noble before she fell from grace. You’re even less than Cinderella. Besides, the Goldmanns haven’t even said anything yet, so why do you have so many things to say?# #I remember that someone exposed her identity before. She’s related to the family of the Yaramoor.# #But she isn’t part of the royal family. Her grandmother was the mistress of the king. In other words, she’s a homewrecker. How can you help a homewrecker?#

In fact, he must be extremely handsome since the children looked so perfect. She blushed at her thought. Ann got more and more curious about this secret man’s identity. The twins are four years old now. In order to raise them, Ann took several part-time jobs. Life wasn’t easy for her. Ann was only in her early twenties, and she also had her own dream. She wanted to be a fashion designer from a very young age. So besides raising the twins, Ann attended the community college to study design in this small town with a scholarship. The last five years were more tough for Ann than any other person, but she made it. She became stronger in her heart.

And clearly, her sudden appearance was for one reason only: to scold and humiliate her. “You… already know?” Emma forced an awkward smile, pretending to be innocent. “How did you find out? I was going to tell you after your trip.” “The internet is flooded with it. You think I’m blind and deaf?” her mother sneered, her voice dripping with scorn. “The whole world knows your so-called dream marriage with ‘Prince’ Alden Helen and ‘Cinderella’ Emma Susan lasted less than two weeks. I don’t need your confession—the truth is right in front of me.”

The moment she saw it was me, her frown deepened. "You! How could you do this to me? Even if you wanted to wake me up, couldn't you have woken me up carefully?" she shouted like a mad person. "It's your master waking you up for being too late for your job. How could you sleep up to this time? Do you not understand what you're supposed to do? Do you still think you're a princess?" I fired back at her. She frowned. "I'm still a princess even if you don't like it. No one has ever woken me up like this. How could you treat me like this?"

"So why are you taking up an identity that isn't yours…? Why are you claiming to be something that you're not? Are you that envious of your sister that you wish to be like her ever so badly, Olivia?" Olivia's eyes widened in shock and fear as she stared at Charles. Has he found out her little secret? No, it can't be. She thought to herself as she masked her fear. "I'm confused I don't really understand your words Sir," Charles sat comfortably on Adrian's study table. "Okay, let's start with, who is Cinderella?" Olivia breathed hard. "I am Sir. I mean I've already proved I am Cinderella over and over again." Charles nodded his head calmly. "Yes you did, but we never confirmed it."