Cinderella The Real Movie Novels & Stories

“And it’s also twelve-fifty-five.” “See? You’re not Cinderella.” “If you aren’t the fairy godmother, then you’re probably the prince.” I yawn. “And I caught a very charming one...”

Rai’s face was dark as he looked at the very familiar blue, sparkling ball gown and a black choker in front of him. This blue, sparkling ball gown is none other than the blue ball gown of Cinderella in the cartoons! And also in the movies! And right now, it is impeccably similar to those ball gowns! Prejudice aside, this ball gown is exactly the same ball gown in the original Cinderella – the cartoon one!

The guard continue to say. "Just go do what I asked"Aurora says grimacing, she watched as the guards stared at eachother in confusion. Then suddenly one of them raced into the castle. Few minutes later, Cindy rushes out of the palace. She looks different, different from the Cinderella she had met in the woods. With the blissful expression and the happy aura emitting from this Cindy, it's so obvious that she's really doing well. She isn't the Cindy that cried in the middle of the dark woods because she was jilted by her former lover, she isn't the Cindy that was worked to the bones by her wicked stepmother and sisters. She's the Cindy that's now the queen of Nevera, she looks lovely in a blue

the teacher said, looking at the boys wearily. "Momma, papa" their princess came running towards them with a bright smile Zada is more of an off stage girl. She likes writing stories and poems and she is already good at caricature. They walked towards the auditorium with their daughter and sat there for the play to begin. "They could have played Rapunzel," Zada said disappointed. Because the play was Cinderella. "This shoe belongs to my princess. I want to see if it fits your daughter" Zahir told the evil step mom and handed over the glass slippers

He must not discover this whore I have turned is the same secretary that seems all shy and hesitant during the day. I feel like freaking Batman. Nah, scratch that. Even better, I feel like Cinderella, but a much more slutty one. “Climb the bed.” Thane’s voice interrupts my thoughts. His blue eyes roam around my body with a lust so clear. I do as told, the need for that big dick of his roaming inside of him fuels my obedience. “Spread your legs, sunshine.” My legs spread in front of him, creating a large distance between my feet.

At least she looked the part. But then that was easy. She’d been playing the role of perfect partner, mother and hostess for so long that she could do it with her eyes closed. But this wasn’t playing house. Make believe happy families. This was the real world and she wasn’t fooling herself into believing that the right suit and a confident smile was going to be enough. But it was a start. Thankfully she wouldn’t have to confront the staff immediately. She’d have an hour before anyone arrived. An hour to sort through Nate n’s desk

Reina, with a smile that brightened her face, approached the bed and traced her fingers over the gown. “It's so stunning…” she muttered as she sat down on the edge of the bed and opened the big box. Beautiful glass slippers, with gems and intricate designs running along, came into view, and Reina couldn't remember how to breathe at the sight of them. Was she Cinderella? Is she in a fairy tale? “Do you like it?” Xavier asked, smiling down at her. Reina finally remembered to breathe and said in disbelief, “Like it? I love it. Xavier, thank you.” Reina said, opening the small box. Xavier smiled, seeing her expression as she looked at the earring.

The fake heiress was dead. My biological parents believed I was responsible. Together, they reported me to the authorities and demanded that my memories be extracted. After watching my memories, everyone broke down in tears. But I smiled. This was exactly what I wanted. To become the perfect victim.

I could tell from the looks she gave Lucas, they were probably more like rival siblings. “She sure is a pretty girl,” Another old voice cuts in as well, breaking the tension in the room. I looked up and realized an old woman, dressed in an all-black dress, walked in. Accompanied by several bodyguards as they turned to leave when she settled in. “Mother,” Lucas perked up to his feet as he reached for her temple, leaving a kiss. Flynn on the other end yells in excitement at the sight of her as well. “Grandma!” He yelped excitedly. And I couldn't help but smile at how adorable he looked calling out to her.

"You're kidding me, aren't you? Am I perhaps still alive? You should be able to know if this is the afterlife, so what is this place?" She swallowed a lump in her throat. I pretended to look confused, as though I didn't understand anything she just said, and she ended up facepalming. "Are you sure you haven't lost it?" I asked, patted her finely-packed hair, and she sighed. "Never mind. Cinderella is just a doll that acted in a movie." "What's a doll?" "Quit questioning! A doll is you, and you're being a pain in my little butt," she scolded, aggressively chewing her popcorn.