Cinderellas Sister Novels & Stories

See you at the annual party, wifey. See you at the annual party, wifey. Sabrina could only cover her mouth in shock. She couldn’t speak until the box was fully opened, revealing a blue ball gown just like Cinderella’s. Then the realization hit her. Tyler’s costume is just like Cinderella’s prince charming! If that’s the case, she is Tyler’s date for the annual party. And above all, the dress he bought at the boutique last week is meant for her. Her heart overflowed with joy as they helped her put on the gown. They even added a pair of glass slippers. She felt like she was inside a fairy tale, playing the role of the leading lady.

Breece stubbornly stomps her foot on the floor. "Breece, behave yourself." Nicole scolds her daughter as her anger is reaching on a higher point. "Calm down, Nicole." Mason places his hand on her shoulder which immediately relaxes her tensed muscles and it doesn't go unnoticed by me. What's going on between my sister and my best friend? I can sense tension between them, a positive tension, for note. "Princess, your Cinderella isn't here. She was taking care of me so she got tired and I sent her home." I try to manofy my niece whose attention now turns on me.

it was the youngest sister who jumped out of her seat and rushed to him “Hey baby doll, missed me,” he embraced her in his arms chuckling at how silly she was behaving “you look a little taller… Where's the other one, ?” Christian asked while rubbing his hand in his sister's hair when she slapped his hand away. His sister was a little spoiled. “Upstairs… she said you ruined her social life… apologize, bro,” she said and rushed out of the living room “How can you humiliate us like this… for goodness' sake… why Chris,” this time it was his mom who said, not to get fooled, the woman before him was his stepmother? The queen of the Kingston family and beside her was the king, George Kingston.

"Isn't all this like Cinderella? You are Cinderella, disappearing at midnight and I'm your Prince." Midnight shook his head biting down a chuckle. "Cinderella my ass."

Clementine tried to change my sister’s mind, but my sister cut off her words. “That’s an order then… you should call me sister Jade because I don’t like to be addressed as ‘your highness’ or as ‘princess’ by someone like you,” older sister Jade said while smiling at Clementine “If it won’t be a bother, then please pardon me, sister Jade,” Clementine said.

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.

That ishika who was once a cite matured girl who can understand everyone with a single glance is all lost now and the girl in front of him seemed to be someone else. "Fine. Now a strange girl who dated many men don't know how much was all-important to you than me?" Ishu is frustrated with these two men out here. It's just she couldn't believe that her words have no importance and in addition to that, these guys are supporting a stranger who is supposed to be her husband's ex. She turned to opposite side not wanting to show her tears to these men. "One more time, you insult Cinderella, I will forget that you are my sister" Sandy's words were so harsh and rude. He didn't want to snap like this

I answered her thoughtfully. "Ooooohh, nice!" she clapped. "Welcome to married life. Good luck with everything. I'm told that you'll be leaving in half an hour?" "Yes. Once I actually find your sister. She has too many friends and too many bloody pixies." "Yeah she's the fae princess. She's Aeval Florentine. Can't expect anything less from my dearest sister-in-law and quit hating those lovable creatures. They're amazing." I simply scoffed and walked away.

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”