Evil Cinderella Novels & Stories

She deserves whatever comes her way because she's just a gold digger like her mother. "She deserves it, Father. Why would she think we would mate with someone like her?" Walter said. "You're telling me she's mated with every one of you? Is that true?" "But we will never accept someone as low as her as our mate," Alfred concluded. Our father started laughing. "You all are stupid enough to think you have a right to reject her? Do you not understand what is going on here?" "What do you mean?" "You all know you are affected by the curse, and the only way to break it is through your mate. It's not every day that one girl gets mated with different men, especially not brothers. Do you know the grav

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.

Chase leans into the limo and pulls out a similar box the other guys had, and he walks up toward me. Trying not to cry, I can’t stop smiling at Chase as he stops right in front of me. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting sweetheart, I had to wait for them to get Meadow ready for me so I could mount her and be the Prince Charming my Cinderella deserves.” He takes my hand and give it a tight squeeze just as Dad comes back to stand behind me. “I hope you didn’t mind me riding her to surprise you like I did tonight,” I shake my head saying that it was not a problem at all. “I got the help from your dad to pull this off, and I meant every word I said a minute ago. You became my Cinderella back in Decemb

What the fvck is that?" Scarlet cussed " She has been infected" Alden replied as he took the extract from Scarlet and began mixing it up to cure the maid. He moved as quickly as possible to get the cure ready before the scale spread throughout the maid's body. The maid was already banging the metal gate and attempting to break free. Without looking up at anyone, Alden said "Father, get someone to instruct the entire kingdom to take wary of any powdered blue substance they may find and not to come in contact with it in any way"

"Are you serious? You're a traveling disaster, you leave traces everywhere. A blind, deaf, olfactionless dog could find you." The wizard's cheeks turn red. Apparently he is well aware of the lack of discretion. The man looks at Lariel and raises one of his eyebrows, oozing charm. "You are one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen." The girl ignores, totally disaffected and indifferent. Instead, she begins rummaging through the bodies, careful not to be taken by surprise. "Does the pretty thing have a name?" Eric's cousin insists. "Lariel." "Lariel, it's a great pleasure. I am Varic."

Something that still carries the Church’s coin and the Church’s warrants. He sips his ale slowly, eyes scanning the wall behind the bar where fresh posters have been tacked up. The ink is still damp in places. Raven Winterstar stares back at him from the parchment—child’s face, white hair, sharp blue eyes that seem to follow him even in charcoal and soot. Below the sketch: **NECROMANTRESS. 500 GOLD MARKS. DEAD OR ALIVE.** Garrick sets the tankard down. Wipes foam from his mustache with the back of his hand. He’s seen worse bounties. He’s hunted worse things. But a child who raises the dead… that’s new. That’s interesting.

She was one of those that referred to her as a witch. The stranger was standing beside her. She raised her brows in confusion. "Why is he beside her?" She asked herself. "Who doesn't know the Prince?" a random girl answered. The answer shocked her. The real bomb was his announcement. It kept ringing in her head. "My chosen bride to be is Lathrina Mevens!" Their eyes locked and Lacey gulped. The bell of the clocktower and her heart bounded in a rhythm. This cannot be happening She thought.

There was a puppet show from near-by and a story telling booth as well. Different children had different costumes as well. Some were Hansel and Gretel, Snow White, Rapunzel, Robin Hood, Thumbelina and many more memorable fairytale characters throughout the centuries. “Looks like someone is enjoying this.” A red hooded figure approached me and I immediately recognized her from afar because of the unique devilish grin she had every time she saw me. “You look... well, Miss Blair,” I said nervously, trying to compose and calm myself since I felt a hint of happiness earlier when I was watching the festival.

Gemma yelled when the sixth episode ended. "You said that four episodes ago." He chuckled. "I know! But you can't do this to me." She whined. He smiled in triumph. Getting Lucifer was not a lucky guess. He had asked his female friends for a series with many released episodes and the most torturing cliff-hangers, and all of them had listed Lucifer among their suggestions. It worked the trick. All she wanted was to keep watching the next episode and by the time she realized that she had wanted to go home, she would be too sleepy. He was yet to say a word when she rubbed her eyes.

She reason out. "Do you expect me to believe that?" "It's true..." She sounds desperate. I just roll my eyes. "You perfectly know who he is, Mon." I said, my clenching teeth. She let out a heavy sigh. "I know that perfectly, Catalina," she glance at me. "I know what I'm doing. Please just trust me..." She's like begging right now making me irritated more. "At grandpa's birthday party, we will give the Collin and the De Villa Clan a big and unforgettable gift." I said while smiling without humour. I saw how Monique scared eyes looked at me. But in the end, she just shook her head.