Fairytale Sandals Novels & Stories

It had to remain flat with nothing on top of it. As fast as I could, I found the sandals. I'd wear them everyday if I could, but they didn't fit in with the personae I wanted to portray in my professional life. They had woven hemp on the wedge sole - two and a half inches thick under the toes and six inches at the heel, with tan, calfskin leather straps over the foot and around the ankle. They wore like three and a half inch heels but made me six inches taller. I loved being taller than the average man, yet still just a shade shorter than my brother.

Her face brightens at that, and she nods. In the shoe store I found some really pretty high heels sandals to go with my primary dress. They are black, with deep red gems on the heel and over the toes. They fit perfectly to the deep red of the dress, and I can’t wait to see it together. I also found some white high heels to go with the silver dress I have as a backup for the weekend or another occasion.

My hands go to my mouth as I look at the beautiful golden fabric, which has stunning Swarovski crystals delicately sewn into the bodice and sprays out down the floor-length skirt. Mischa enters the changing room and helps me put on this dress. I see the shoe box and open the box before I laugh. Fenrir knows me too well. He brought me a pair of gold gladiator style sandals, even though I can walk in heels, I always choose comfort over style. Mischa helps me put them on and leads me out to the mirrors. I look at myself in the mirror and I’m completely gobsmacked by how I look. Bloody hell! I look… I look beautiful.

"Well, I stand corrected," "How did she make this?!" Gemma and Gillian exclaimed next, both grabbing a shoe and examining them. The shoes were made out of white sapphire. Let me point out that I said it was made out of, not decorated. The shoes looked like a fancier and more modern version of Cinderella's glass slippers only that instead of glass, it was made out of white sapphire. Then it was moderately adorned with blue sapphires. The shoes were unbelievable.

“What do you mean, I have to wear this? I’ve worn nothing like this before. I don’t know if I can walk in these.” Tara held up a pair of high-heeled silver scrappy sandals. “It’s one thing to be a complete shoe or boot with a heel. But these are begging to break my ankle the first crack in the sidewalk I find. Or I’ll miss a stair and end up on my head at the bottom of the stairs.”

Hadiza shouts from the bedroom. Sarah smiles, the younger woman was very nice and didn't conceal her thoughts. Sarah steps into her shoes; a pair of silver colored sandals with a strap across her toes and a transparent strap around her ankles. She had a silver colored purse to go with it, the front was covered in stones she knew were nothing but pure diamonds. "Shall we?" she asks Sapphire with a grin, stretching her unoccupied hand to the little girl. Sapphire smiles back at her and taking her hand, they step out together.

“Thank you, green fairy.” The fairy smiled sweetly and nodded. “Y-You’re welcome.” Jai put on the shirt, then his scarf. Then the sandals, although he was a bit confused as to where did his shoes had gone to. But glancing at his friend’s feet that were wearing the same sandals too (they looked like they were made of leather and roots), he just put it on without question. Then he turned to his friend. “I’m ready.” Darrion nodded. “Let’s go back to town. Your fangirls are waiting.”

“You said sandals, which sandals. I hope it is not spike heels or anything close to those type of sandals.” “No, lady Vastria. These sandals.” Elcid already had sandals in her hands. It was a simple black closed toe shoe like sandal with straps above by the closed toe. It also had straps that wraps around the lower leg. The heel was about an inch thick and three inches high. “Oh wow, those are nice.” As Vastria was about to take the sandals to try on, a knock came at the door. Elcid handed the sandals to Vastria and went to answer the door. A butler was at the door. “Is lady Vastria decent? She has a guest.”

“When grandpa asked you to return to the Stone family and inherit your mother’s shares… What did you say?” “You said you only wanted to be with Sienna.” “For her, you even turned down a guaranteed spot at Yale University!” I pressed my lips together, embarrassed, and speechless. I had been in love with Sienna since high school. She was the dazzling white swan on stage, and I was just an unnoticed face in the audience. Her eyes then were fixed on the reckless blond kid from the vocational school next door—Lance. The one who nearly ended her dance career by breaking her legs.

My fists clench, my knuckles turning even paler then usual, and my jaw is locked tight like a body doomed to be captive to rigor mortis. My sharp ears pick up on the second dads soft fingertips are exposed to the smooth plastic handle of my suitcase. No! Not that one! It holds all of my shoes in there! Suddenly talking does not seem like such a bad thing, being faced with the alternative of having to leave all of my beautiful shoes behind. For my seventeenth birthday, Tammy brought me a pair of Jimmy Choo heeled sandals, which are delicate and strappy, and crafted in champagne glitter fabric, which cross over the arches of my feet in a modern and sexy way. They are quite literally love perso