Cinderellas Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Who are you? Who was your sister?" The woman grabbed my chin and forced me to look into her eyes. "My name is Zara, and my sister was Esmeralda. The one who casted the spell on you and you forgot everything! But you had to come back. Huh? And she was brutally killed by your mate. What did you think that your sin will be forgotten? "

Sapphire’s pov All my life, I've been haunted by one nightmare : my mother's death. As if that wasn't enough, the Moon Goddess decided Larisa deserved the perfect mate while I get the honour of getting every floor in the packhouse. Lucky me. I'm what people would call the classic Cinderella — work like a slave, forced to live in my sister's shadow, watch and sulk in my little corner as my sister gets showered with love, and act invisible around everyone in the pack. My life was going nowhere.

My heart twisted painfully at the thought, and I hated how easy it was for Helena and our mum, Margo, to manipulate me into this. They wanted me to be a good sister. To be selfless. But no one ever saw the toll it would take on me. No one could see what I was really giving up, what I had already given up. Hunter was my boss. I had worked for him for four years. I had seen him fall for my sister, even as I stood there, watching it happen, pretending it didn’t crush me a little every time. I had watched them grow closer, watched their love bloom, while I quietly stood by, always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

She had never met the boy, but had seen so many portraits of him made by her sister that she'd started to think that she'd known him all along. Her sister was an amazing painter. She had made many beautiful paintings of her and her favorite Disney princesses that she proudly showed to her friends. She enjoyed seeing her friends looking at these gifts from her sister with awe and jealousy. She specially loved seeing the envious look on her friend Maddy when she saw them. Maddy was a meanie who had broken her new barbie's arm. But her sister had painted a picture of her with a beautiful Rapunzel that had turned Maddy green with jealousy. She smirked remembering that day. Her sister was truly w

I feel like wiping that smile off this instant by the rage in me, she fucking wasted an hour of my life. "Girls, go inside first. I need to talk to her." "But why? I want to play with her. She's pretty." Cinderella protests. "I like her long hair," Ariel who's in my arms looks at her adoringly. "Go inside or I'll send her off." "Fine." Cinderella stomps her feet then walks back inside. "Meanie." Belle looks at me in hatred before following her sister. "I can't walk, even if I want to escape your evil self." Ariel who's still in my arms scowls. The bloody woman giggles hearing her.

Lady Joyner - the young lady of the Williams family turned out to be so rude and disrespectful! Seeing Karen Goodwill's quick, calm, and decisive reaction, Gordon Williams is both surprised and delighted, though deep inside, he still feels a little sad when he sees Sophia Joyner covered in wet and is stuck with a lot of moss on the bottom of the lake. Sophia crawls onto the lake shore, points her finger at Karen's face, and kept cursing her with the bad words: “Don't forget what you used to do to earn a living. Just a miserable and dirty concubine who dared to blatantly snatch other people's husbands. You…”

answered Lisa. “Hmm… Makes sense,” agreed Nestie. “I can’t help imagine Cinderella dancing with her Prince Charming until the clock strikes twelve.” Lisa smiled. “This time, Cinderella gets to keep her pretty dress and shoes.” “And Prince Charming!” added Nestie. He twisted his body to turn to his friend. “More like Princes Charming, this time,” said Lisa. Nestie raised an eyebrow. “Just how many suitors does this cousin of you have?”

“Then what part did the two ladies manage to secure?” “The evil step-sisters.” A girl came up behind me, one that I hadn't seen before. She was another blonde with green eyes and a killer figure. “Hi, I’m Cindy, and that blonde one chasing Jules is my sister. These two little devils have had a crush on Julian for the longest time. To them, he’s probably the only guy with no cooties.” She sighed as her sister roared out and dived at Julian, who skidded to a stop and looked around the room for help. Suddenly, his eyes landed on me and he ran towards me like his life depended on it and straight up wrapped an arm around my waist and hid behind my back.

She curved a friendly smile while her eyes rolled around my figure. I left her hand ignored and looked into Lucas’s face, he’s the only one who could possibly tell me I’m not mad and truly right now, a lady is not in front of me claiming to be his sister. Because if I recall correctly, his sister died in a rival between his brother on who should wear the crown. So who the exact fuck is the lady in front of me?

"I'm ready to spend my life apologizing to Ria if that's what it takes." Betty snorted again. "Why?" "She's my Cinderella," he said simply. His sister gave him a look. "So because you found out she's your "Cinderella", you want to treat her like she means something now? If she's smart, she'll forget you existed. I know I definitely won't take back any man who treated me the way you treated that poor woman." "Why are you so..." Adrian began angrily. "Leave it, Adrian," Charles commanded. "We've heard enough from you."