Cinderella Story. Novels & Stories

Who the hell is Cinderella? “I… I know about her?” I said. “Then tell me who finds the glass slippers of her when she runs away?” she asked me and I sit dumbfounded. What is all this about shoes, running away and finding it? I wasn’t even getting what she was talking about? “Her maid,” I answered and her eyes were almost infuriating at that moment. “I knew it. I knew that you don’t know about her. Her shoes were found by the prince dumbo,” she said hitting me hard on my chest. She was now completely going to be nuts.

Her words start ringing in his ears and she could also guess that from his teasing smile. "I am indeed Cinderella. And now this fairy will teach you a lesson so that you won't ever forget this one" saying so she took a bucket of water and splash it over him. Sandy closed his eyes as now he can't attend his meeting for sure. "Postpone the meeting to 5 in the evening" with that sandy turned to his cinderella while she raised her eyebrows. "You can just postpone it for one hour." She states as a matter of fact. That can be well enough for him to change his dress and to go to attend the meeting.

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

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…”

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

She sighed frustrated. "You know who you should choose," Jordan started playfully. "Who," Trix asked cautiously, lifting her head off his shoulder. "Cinderella, homie, cause you broke," Jordan said. His boisterous laughter consumed the air. Trix shoved him playfully, joining in the laughter as well. The laughter died after a minutes and Jordan went to get a drink. Trix was screwed. How was she going to write a story in one night. Mrs. Weller was the wicked witch of the West for coming up with such a difficult task.

The moment Ann stepped inside the party hall, she felt she was in a whole new world. The big hall was very bright because of the large beautiful chandeliers. The interior decorations were so beautiful that Ann felt everything came out from fairy tales. People inside all wore luxury brand clothes and accessories. Women’s dresses were so exquisite and their jewelry seemed to shine brighter than the chandeliers on the ceiling. Looking at her plain light yellow dress, Ann felt she did not belong here. She seemed to be stabbed by people’s stares, as if they were saying, “Who’s that girl? Look at her dress. How did she even get an invitation?”

, thank you for teaching me what love really is” she smiled looking into my eyes, not watching where she is going she tripped on a rock and slipped down a small bank. “Cara!” I yelled in fear and shock. “Are you okay?” I asked, as I went after her. “Yes” she responded. Picking her up into a standing position, she winced in pain. “I think that I sprained my foot” she said, taking a looked at it, I confirmed that she really did sprain her foot. “Let’s head back” I said, picking Cara up in my arms. “So romantic” Joyce said, walking behind me. “Well he is my Prince Charming, he is only doing his duty” Cara teased me. “Be careful of what you say, you might just slip out of my arms and fall” I jok

She wouldn’t give him words of love. “After the weekend, we are flying to Cristonia, because it’s a formality, but my father has to approve our union. But he will love you.” Nick reassured her. I only wish you did, Ella said silently in her head. Nick grinned. “I have something for you. About the fairytales we talked about earlier. Cinderella in the book lost a shoe at the ball. I don’t have a shoe for you to try on. But what….” Nick pulled something from his pocket. “…what about seeing if these fit?” Nick held up her lace underwear from the night of the ball.

She giggled loudly so the others. "Yes yes...my mommy makes yummy cookies."She jumped in excitement. "Come with us Cinderella and Prince."Another girl said pointing her finger at both of us. "A Prince?" "Cindrella?" We both chuckled in unison. "Yes, you are looking like Cinderella and he is your prince."The same girl said innocently as we slowly walked further inside the village,now the villagers begun to notice us. "I am your Prince."He whispered in my ear while scooping a beautiful white fawn in his arms.