Cinderella Story 2 Novels & Stories

(Caines) Escaping Mary and her troop of armed soldiers by a hair’s breadth, Cassandra took one last stab at finding Henry. It was a shot in the dark and was probably just her nostalgia getting the better of her, but she had to be back in Terres Somnia anyway in case her sons really did go to war with each other tomorrow.

“It is, as I said child. A story has been retold in your generation and it involves the both of you. A love story, not allowed to be by two star crossed lovers. I have dreaded this day.” Adele raised her eyes to the ceiling, seeing far more than my eyes could. Clarissa beckoned on me silently and I returned to my place beside her. Without thinking about it, my fingers went behind her neck, kneading the stress away and occasionally combing her hair lightly with my fingers. “Healer… can you tell us this story? I have been having some nightmares and Carlin some daydreams, both of a similar nature.” “Why didn’t you let me know?” Adele accused me, pointing a wrinkled finger at me.

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

Anna I have been inside this pack since I returned, I need to step out and see what the outside of this pack looks like. I am now Luna and I have nothing to be afraid of, not even to face shame from those that mocked me because I was pregnant. I have forgotten some places because it has been a long time since I left. Maybe I will have to talk to Ella so that we could stroll and have some time off. Ella and her husband have just packed into their own pack and the building is just a stone throw to our castle. I wonder how she will be coping over there, even though she was happy that she now stays in her own house instead of mine.

I fake a grin. “I’m not riding in the car with you,” I say. “Oh, don’t worry honey; neither am I, you will be in the other car with the bouncer.” She says rubbing her forefingers together as she gets up from the couch and grabs her bag that was on the coffee table. “You came with two cars?” “No, three, I don’t trust my safety in this estate, so I needed more than one bouncer.” She says and I shake my head in disbelief as I head to the bedroom to change into a different outfit. ##########

Daniel looks up and gives me a nod and a thankful smile. Cinderella spends two hours telling the children stories, painting the girls’ nails (and the boys if they wanted it), singing songs and playing party games. When it was time to do the cake, she exclaimed “Oh, it’s me!” we all sang ‘Happy birthday’ to Rosie and then it was time for Cinderella to go. “Please may you meet me out the back” she asks me, “yes of course, I’ll see you in a minute”.

"She's on the second floor!" We moved fast through the back hallway. I kicked down the first door on the second floor. Empty. Next one was also empty. By the time I reached the fourth room, my heart was pounding so loud I could barely think. Then I heard it—her voice. A man’s voice. A scuffle. I burst in. There she was. Hair a tangled mess, face flushed, dress rumpled. She was struggling, trying to push a man off her. I didn’t hesitate.

“When grandpa asked you to return to the Stone family and inherit your mother’s shares… What did you say?” “You said you only wanted to be with Sienna.” “For her, you even turned down a guaranteed spot at Yale University!” I pressed my lips together, embarrassed, and speechless. I had been in love with Sienna since high school. She was the dazzling white swan on stage, and I was just an unnoticed face in the audience. Her eyes then were fixed on the reckless blond kid from the vocational school next door—Lance. The one who nearly ended her dance career by breaking her legs.