Cinderella Stepmother And Sisters Novels & Stories

Zoe instantly had a bad feeling upon hearing that name, and her intuition proved correct a few seconds later when the woman called by Grayford turned around. Emily, Wolf's stepmother, was known to Zoe. A stepmother who is even crueler than Cinderella's. Her face, already quite beautiful yesterday, became even more beautiful with exquisite makeup and a stunning dress. With a sweet smile, the woman walked toward her. Zoe groaned inwardly, regretting being so happy to get the extra payment. Apparently, the job she was doing today really had to be extra special—there was a new burden because she had to meet the insane psychopathic woman.

I exclaimed in confusion and disbelief. "I hate the fact we are just a second family! I never want a step-sister. I never want you, you understand that? I hate being overlooked when you're around. I'm smarter and prettier, but people don't notice me because I'm not a real daughter of Robert Dela Garza! They look down on me because you exist, you bitch!" I was stunned for a moment with her revelation.

When she tried to stop him, he shoved her to the ground, too. Nobody in the household dared to intervene. Jessica cowered in the corner, not moving an inch. Originally, Richard married Mom because she was beautiful and came with two kids. After the marriage, he had invested in me as if I were his successor. However, in my past life, Mom took advantage of this and recklessly spent Richard's money. Jessica might have been pretty, but she was completely empty-headed. That alone could have been tolerable, but these two were both greedy and foolish.

He looks nervous, I narrow my eyes at him, sighing as his shoulders droop. “Your stepmother and sister have arrived” Of course they have, fucking vultures. My stepmother is a piece of work, and unfortunately my sister seems to be a mini version of her mother. “Thank you, Bjorn, please as the wolf Queen or the witch to come to sit with Emerald” he nods and leaves me with my little sleeping wolf.

I count to three in my head and smile. "Well, thanks, step-sis." Now I'm the one who's dusting off nothing from the front of her shirt. She steps back and her lips turn down in a sneer, as if disgusted that I just touched her. I ignore her reaction and continue. "But you see, in all three Sequels, Cinderella always got her happily ever after, because no matter how you try to fit in someone else's shoe in order to have what rightfully belongs to them, or what they've earned fair an square, you prove to be lesser than them and totally jealous."

I confronted him about everything, and he put his sister on trial. She has been stripped of her position as a princess and banished forever. She’s also locked up for the rest of her life due to the harm she has caused others, and for hurting so many people, which was a major part of her judgment. Her wolf has been taken from her, and she’s now wolfless.

“If he’s a prince, why are you crying?” “I can’t be with him or I’ll ruin him.” I let out a shaky sigh. “You know what my stepmother will do.” I didn’t have to say more than that. Gus knew the power my stepmother wielded. He knew the kind of person she was. He knew that she would use me every which way if I had any connection to the prince. He didn’t even need to know that she was using me now.

I grumble before walking away to retrieve a bucket. I feel like Cinderella as I mop the floor of the manor. The other girls are my haggling step sisters, who give me eye rolls and half quirked smiles. I’ve had to deal with not one evil mother, but now I’m left with a wicked, kind of, step mother in replacement. The torment doesn’t end. Not to mention I know that there’s no happy ending for me. Just more torture and more chores. Addison creeps up behind me, “I can help.”

She was like a fierce tiger, but as soon as she had spoken, there was a visitor. Cinderella recognized them, even if she was blind. They were both her evil stepmother and half sister Ciara. They had brought a letter along with them. Cinderella cried, and hid underneath the table. " Husband, please hide me! " " Husband? You mean the one you flipped in bed? No thank you! "

She had her back turned to me but something deep inside me confirmed it. My stepsister, Mindy. And Mindy never went anywhere or did anything without her twin sister, Cindy which meant the other woman lying underneath Michael was also my second stepsister, Cindy. Mindy and Cindy, my two nemeses, are fucking my fiancé right now! It felt unreal. At first, I couldn’t move. I willed my legs to run away, but my entire body was frozen. I stood there, frozen watching my stepsisters straddle my fiancé. I didn’t believe my eyes.