Cinderella Story 2 Novels & Stories

Luna read the note carefully and then looked at the debt collector, his tone was perfect to tell the story, and she was surprised by what he said. "Even though I'm a lender, I also do business fairly. I'm afraid that Vivian taking this money through illegal means will affect me. That's why I let someone investigate her. I didn't expect Vivian to turn from Cinderella into a princess." He smiled happily. "You know, she caught her a goldfish." Placing the paper on the table, she leaned back in her chair. "What do you want?" Adjusting his position in the chair, he leaned forward, holding out ten fingers. "The payment she owes me with ten percent interest."

She gasped and pressed her face to the window when she saw tiny beings fly above them. “Sunitra! Look!! Are those tiny people?” Odessa pointed at the little being flying in the air. Sunitra chuckled at her best friend's amazement. “No, those are what the little kids call fairies.” The werewolf princess inhaled sharply, “They exist?”

So, he showed them how thick-skinned he was by refusing to leave the Ziegler residence. Landon cursed under his breath, but nothing he said could chase Xavier away. Julian and Willow decided to feign ignorance and stay out of the mess, letting their children do whatever they wanted. The night fell. After a shower, Gabriella spent time with the kids. She sat on the couch with Ash and Lynn sitting by her sides, listening intently as she told them a bedtime story. "Long ago, there was a lady named Cinderella. Her beauty was unparalleled, but her stepmother was wicked and sinister and had two daughters. At first, her stepmother showed her kindness, but her true colors were revealed when her fath

she said quietly before walking out of the office. The sharp afternoon breeze struck Emily as she stepped out of the building. Her mind spun with conflicting thoughts, uncertainty chipping away at her determination. This was crazy—completely and utterly insane. But the folder in her hands was a lifeline, one that could pull her out of the financial abyss she’d been drowning in for years. Two million dollars. The number echoed in her mind, tempting and terrifying all at once. Could she really do this? Could she pretend to be Liam Westbrook’s wife for an entire year?

She didn't forget to lock it. She breathed a sigh of relief. She had finally managed to foil the brat's plan. There was a knock on the door and Nadia's shouts, but Ajeng just grinned happily. "Just for a cup of coffee, you're willing to fight with a little kid like her?" Ajeng's smirk immediately faded. She had forgotten that she had just entered the crocodile cage. Wait, what was she actually going to do after leaving Ella's room? "I'm curious, what does the coffee taste like that you would steal it from Nadia?"

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

she breathed. I stepped closer and gently rubbed her shoulder. “You did well. I’m impressed.” “Well, glad you appreciated it. Because I literally just saved your life.” “Yeah thanks.” “But seriously,” I asked, curiosity bubbling up, “how did you even get the story of our first meeting?” “Oh, it’s easy,” she said casually. “I took the details from our original meet-up, left out the unnecessary bits, and added some extras to complete the scene.” “Now I get it, quick thinking,” I said with a smile.

And again. "Excuse me," I murmured, standing up. "I need to use the rest room." I felt all three of them watching me as I walked away. Once inside the marbled sanctuary of the restroom, I pulled out my phone. It was a text from Lila. LILA: Ella, I looked at the digital copies again. There’s a second layer to the cipher. The ledger isn't just about the coup. It’s a list of payments made to your birth mother’s estate for twenty years. They’ve been paying for your silence before you even knew you had a voice.

Seeing me, she grabbed my hand and screamed, "Sion is a monster… You have to save me!" I frowned, noticing that even makeup couldn't hide the bruise on her neck. "Tell me, what happened?" Joey was still panicking and gulped before she finally spoke. She had gotten bored and was exploring Sion's castle when she found his secret room. She shuddered, her previous dignity gone. "It's filled torture tools, and there's a deep pool of blood on the floor. And…" She paused, her nails digging into my harm. "There's this tome that says Sion stays alive by eating the hearts of young girls! That the more infatuated his victim is with him, the better!"