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Ana was known around the court for her bright green eyes, and she did anything she could to make them a focal point of hers, seeing the only other attribute of hers worth noting was her clumsiness. She looked out the window to the shed and continued, "I wonder if our little Cinderella will try to come to the ball tonight. The invitation stated for all women of each household to attend, but I can't imagine anyone like her being there!" she said through a laugh and a horribly attempted accent. I don't even know what accent she was attempting; all I know is she sounded ridiculous.

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.

Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

I said and she was blushing all over now. “I looked cute?” she asked. I cleared my throat and told her one more time that she looked cute right now. “Then how about we have a ball dance. Like in Cinderella,” she pouted snaking both of her hands on my neck putting her toes on my shoes. “Cinderella?” I asked. “Mr. Damelo! Goodness gracious ! You don’t know Cinderella?” she screamed as if I had done the greatest crime for not knowing that damn Cinderella. Who the hell is Cinderella?

She laughed, "You are so funny, Diane. It's so good to hear that you are already breaking the contract just some minutes away from when you signed the contract. At least you should know what is going to happen to you if you break it. What do you think now? Do you still want to defy my orders?" "Yes, I'm not going to do that. And you, cousins, you are watching her humiliate me like this. You already know I'm a princess and I don't deserve to be treated like this. How could you watch her treat me like this? You all are evil and I hate you!" I shouted at them. I haven't even shouted at them for long before I saw what was happening to me. My body started breaking in so many ways. I wasn't even s

Sienna turned and came face-to-face with a tall woman in red satin, perfectly sculpted features, and cruel eyes. “I’m Cassandra,” the woman said, tilting her head. “Old… friend of Damien’s.” Sienna smiled politely. “Nice to meet you.” Cassandra’s eyes flicked to her gown, then back to her face. “You clean up well—for a maid’s daughter.” The glass in Sienna’s hand trembled. But she didn’t speak. “Oh, don’t look so surprised,” Cassandra said with a smirk. “You think people around here don’t talk? Everyone knows your little Cinderella story. Only problem is, in real life, the prince doesn't love the maid.”

She yelled, almost calling my ears to glory. I shrugged, still feeling bewildered. "I have no idea, but I'm not complaining," I said, laughing at the thought that he actually gifted me presents worth thousands of dollars. It was crazy, and I was a bit complaining. Hailey grinned. "You should totally wear it and see what happens. It's not every day you get to dress up like a million bucks and meet a handsome billionaire. Get up, Cinderella, your prince charming awaits you." She giggled. Handsome? Yes. Charming? No!

On top of that, Talia is malnourished and much smaller than an average werewolf, making her look like a fifteen-sixteen years old (skinny) girl, instead of nineteen years old. Talia looked at the book in her hand and observed the illustration of a princess who is smiling and running with her prince. There is a castle in the background, they are holding hands and look happy, and Talia's eyes always wander to the princess' shiny shoes. The book is about Cinderella, a poor girl who is abused by her stepmother and stepsisters, and then she meets a fairy godmother who magics a fancy dress and shiny shoes so that Cinderella can go to the ball, meet her prince, and live happily ever after.

Chase leans into the limo and pulls out a similar box the other guys had, and he walks up toward me. Trying not to cry, I can’t stop smiling at Chase as he stops right in front of me. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting sweetheart, I had to wait for them to get Meadow ready for me so I could mount her and be the Prince Charming my Cinderella deserves.” He takes my hand and give it a tight squeeze just as Dad comes back to stand behind me. “I hope you didn’t mind me riding her to surprise you like I did tonight,” I shake my head saying that it was not a problem at all. “I got the help from your dad to pull this off, and I meant every word I said a minute ago. You became my Cinderella back in Decemb

she begged with doe eyes. “I will gladly do that,” he remarked and engaged in another torrid kiss. The callous hands of the huntsman explored her nakedness and even caressed her arched back before he carried her and laid her down on the splayed coat on the forest floor. “You are so beautiful, young lady, what is your name?” “I’m better known as Little Miss Riding Hood, only if I could find my clothes, they got blown away by the harsh wind when I was bathing, I need to find them all,”