Cinderellas Sister Novels & Stories

She was as pretty as a doll, and the fact that this unknown lady was on her knees, crying in his office, baffled Kayden a lot. Her forget me not blue eyes were filled with tears, the more he looked the more familiar she is. “And who the hell is your sister? I don’t even know you.” he asked confused. “I'm Crystal Dante, my sister, Cassandra was your fiancée.”

"Yes. Do you know why? Vivian is at my place. From today onwards, according to the law, she is still mine. For two years, you have hidden her, you should not do this there." Alert, Hodja jumped to his feet. "You can't touch her. Jerry is a lawyer. Do you think he can't do anything? I'm warning you. You sent my sister away, she left too like you love prayer. If you touch even a strand of her hair, as a younger brother, I will not sit still. You should be thankful that Sister Vivian left that house. Do you believe that she is dead? Right? Because to you, she died the moment you told her to leave. I will never give Sister Vivian to you again." Press the intercom button, he said. "Take this pers

"Shut up! If that dummy had not stood me up, it would not have been your turn to win the jackpot!" Cindy is my sister Abby's bestie. Oh no, it is more accurate to say she is a henchwoman. She had a crush on me for a long time, but I did not have any interest in her. She looked like a frog with bulging eyes, a big mouth and short legs. oh no, I could not picture her face in my mind or I would be impotent. Thankfully there was no light in the lumber room and I could picture Cindy as the bitch Elizabeth.

She applied her peony perfume, her favorite, and out she went. While going downstairs, she thought that she would want to have Cindy, her best friend, near her on such a night. She was feeling that she needed all the courage she could get from the nearest people in her heart. Cindy was one of them, but unfortunately, the royal family put Cindy's family in disgrace because of her brother, the former Beta. He had done something so bad that he had been banished from the castle. But nobody would know exactly what. Cindy told Selene that she had tried to find something from her brother, but ever since he returned to disgrace back at his family, he bearly spoke a few words.

Brandon said and Hannah raised her eyebrows curiously. “Your mom’s last name. Montez, is your mom Spanish?” Hannah asked and Brandon nodded in response. “I thought you came with Jessica,” Brandon asked wondering if her younger sister didn’t come. “Here I am brother,” a lady in red, said as she walked elegantly inside the house. “Oh sorry it took me a long time to come in, I have been on call,” Jessica said and suddenly she paused as she saw Hannah. “Who’s she?” Jessica asked “Jessica, this is my wife, Cinderella Mackenzie, and Cinderella, this is my sister, Jessica,” Brandon said and Hannah smiled at her.

"Before you or your mother or your sister say anything and don't blame Rosabella. (Ella (Rosabella) stared at him after he said her real name and she was shocked.) Rosabella was outside in the stables as she was helping her old horse to give birth to two foals, and she couldn't be in two places at once. You, your mother and your sister lied to my Queen and me. You three lie that 'Cinderella has stolen the necklace' but how can she when she was helped her old horse. You three are never going to call Rosabella 'Cinderella' because it doesn't suit her at all." Ella (Rosabella)'s stepmother, Paige, her stepsisters, Sarah and Anne, knew that the Sultan was telling the truth. Ella (Rosabella) felt

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

Her humbleness and appealing looks had earned her the favour from most of the members of her community. Her step mother and sister were trying by all means to tarnish her name so that even the community would go against the idea of making Mary the wife of their prince. But people who knew Mary could not be fooled like that. They knew that there was more to it than they were hearing. They decided to observe the situation with watchful eyes. Mary step sister became a regular visitor at the palace in pretence to fast forward the search of Mary. The prince decided to play his cards right. He knew that if he became oblivious of the sudden caring sister act, he would not get to the bottom of the s

She was always the one who despised me the most and I never understood her hatred for me. "Good morning, sisters" I greeted with a smile and a small curtsy. "Well well well, now I'm reminded why we call you 'Cinderella' with all this soot on your face," she responded with a smug look on her face. Curious, I felt my cheek that I had pressed to the wall when peering out the window and sure enough, it was filthy. I had wiped off my dress but forgot my face. 'Damn, Ella, you fool' I beat myself up on the inside.

The girl said, pointing to me. “I am not his mate!” I interjected their conversation. “My sister is. I am just here to make sure the castle is—“Well, I wasn’t really sure why I was here. “I am just here to make sure the castle is suitable for my sister.” The girls laughed. “Don’t you live in a tiny cottage?” “So?” I shot back. “My sister is so beautiful, even this castle is too small to keep her.” It was true. Marianna was the prettiest out of all my sisters, and I was the dullest.