Cinderella The Clock Strikes Midnight Novels & Stories

But it's only Danielle, standing near the foot of the bed, arms full of neatly folded laundry, already turning toward the dressing room. I sigh in relief. I'm not yet ready to see Shawn. Not yet. “Yes, I’m awake,” I say, rubbing my eyes, now fully conscious. “What are you doing so early, carrying laundry up and down like that?” Danielle glances over her shoulder and smiles, the kind of patient, slightly amused smile she always gives me. She nods toward the antique clock on the wall. “Early? Miss Eva, it’s almost noon. You’re the one who slept in late today.”

Nadine grumpily grumbled and shoved a pile of poo while gagging at the same time. Right after a romantic night and a hot night with Kohen, I did a walk of shame around midnight where everyone was asleep. After making sure I got rid of his scent clinging onto me like a second skin that is. This morning, I carefully and gently handwashed the gown the queen mother gave to me, and put it away in a box where it will be safe. While I did so, I felt like Cinderella who had a one night glow up, but when midnight striked, she had to go back to being a maid.

One broken. Inside was a single card. Midnight — Tower Spire 32. That was all. She stared at the note. Then reached for her lighter. The paper caught flame immediately—but the wax seal refused to melt. It hissed instead, searing into her palm before falling to the floor, unburned. She watched it. Then, low and dangerous, she whispered: “Then come and take me.” ⟅━━━━━⟆ ⚜ ⟅━━━━━⟆

“And let me guess. This all took place at midnight and that is why midnight is significant.” He claps his hands together as he laughs with amusement. “Exactly. Midnight is such a special time, though they claim there’s a different hour for witching. No, midnight is perfect, especially for us. You’ll know soon enough.” I swallow back the bile shooting into my throat. “You aren’t done showing me the rest of my lives, aren’t you?” As soon as he calms, he nods in agreement. “Oh, yes, Valeria. I’m going to show you everything and then you won’t see your dear fated mate the same way ever again. This life, you will be mine.”

He stood up, pulling them into a hug and making way to the door. Soon after, Zenith and Ellie follows suite . Zenith thanked Ellie once more. **** It's 8:45, she's set to go meet her ne she goes to meet her new friends at the treehouse listening to music she walked towards the area that let the Treehouse whilst whistling to to the song she kept walking shuffling her feet to the ground until the tree house came into view .

I've been sitting for so long I wouldn't be surprised if I was glued to the damn chair. I was about to slip on the pumps Kat loaned me when I heard a car honk. Shit. No. Nope. Maybe it's just someone else. I mean it's only—I reached for my phone on the coffee table— 5:55 pm! "Put on those. I'll go look." She points to the shoes in my hand before making her way to the living room window that faced the street. "Hey there Prince Charming, you're a bit early! Cinderella will be down in a bit!" Kat shouts, sticking her head through the window. I almost trip over the couch.

She remained paralyzed, shyness and surprise preventing her from acting. Griffin, realizing that, took one hand from her waist and started caressing her cheek. She allowed herself to close her eyes, enjoying the touch. His gaze was on her rosy lips, and without hesitation, he leaned in to finally satisfy the desire to kiss her. Klaus watched from a distance, eager for the kiss to happen, but the clock started striking midnight, bringing him back to reality. "Damn it!" he cursed and ran towards the couple. He pulled Adelaide's arm, separating her from Griffin. "Sorry to interrupt the moment, but it's already midnight, Cinderella."

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.

“Thank you. I’m sorry about…that…” Her words dried up on her tongue as she met a unique gaze. Startling and beautiful.... The man she had been thinking about a few seconds ago was standing in front of her. "Timothy!" she said. “I’ve heard of Cinderella showing up late to the ball dressed in a beautiful gown. But not running away from it... Well, except at midnight and it's not midnight yet.” He held the clutch out to her, arching an eyebrow.

Cassia stared at the clock on the wall as it struck midnight, her palms slick with nervous sweat. The card in her pocket was a constant reminder of what was coming. Room 7. Midnight. Live demonstration. The words had burned into her skin since the moment he handed it to her.