Feeling Like Cinderella Naega Byeonhae 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.

Just as Nana was about to suggest calling off the charade, a new face appeared at the edge of the dais. Ayra, a young woman from a minor pack with hair the color of burnished copper, stood there, her head bowed in demure respect. Unlike the other girls, her dress was simple yet elegant, devoid of ostentatious jewelry. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were downcast, a stark contrast to her usual fiery spirit. Nana recognized her instantly. Ayra was known for her gentle nature and unwavering loyalty – qualities that were sorely lacking in the other candidates.

The light Maria was lying in her bed later that day and was recalling all the events that took place earlier that day. Her heart was heavy with pain. She could not control her feelings when the thought of missing a chance to go to boarding school crept in. The tears were pouring uncontrollably and her pillow was wet. She missed her family. She missed being her parents's child. Most of all she missed being at home. They did not have everything they wished for but at least they were happy. She enjoyed being at home with people who loved her unconditionally. That was something she lacked and longed for at that particular moment. always heard the stories of children who grew up without parents a

‘You will provide your services to me.’ Ahn Hana has never heard anything more ridiculous than that. She hates being manipulated the most, provided how her life was planned by Hong Dae Yi. In the past, Do Sejin had also played her. Back then, she was too busy to deal with this boy. Now, she just wants him gone.

“Hana, I’ll send you home. It’s already late.” “But, Oppa, We’re still having fun!” Nauen protested. “She can sleep here with me.” “No. She needs to go home, Naeun. Your pretty unnie is already exhausted. Sleeping beauties have to rest, remember?” “But she’s no sleeping beauty. She doesn’t need a prince charming to save her. She’s Hermione and can save even her friends. See…” pointing at him with her wand, “she saved you.” “I can’t contest. Hana has magic tricks up her sleeves, and I’m under her spell.” He winked, and Naeun lifted her with the matter-of-fact look.

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

I normally am a stickler for manners and rules but today … SCREW ALL THAT! I feel just like Cinderella at the ball. I have my handsome prince and I am more than ready to let him blindly lead me anywhere he wants to take me.

Jihoon usually used the break for the latter, but this time he pushed back from his desk, stepping toward Miyoung. He was beat to the punch by Baek Hana. “Transfer student,” Hana said. She was pretty in a traditional way: classic oval face, pert nose, and rosebud lips. Her straight bangs perfectly styled, her pleated skirt perfectly pressed. She reminded Jihoon of a porcelain doll, if dolls had judgmental eyes and sharp tongues. “Where’d you transfer from?” It took Miyoung so long to answer, it seemed she intended to ignore the question. Finally, she said, “Jeollanam-do.”

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But all Hamdan and Humeyra felt currently was the pain. Many dream of a prince charming their very own Mr. Right, a knight in shining armor that would come to their aid, all the time. Humeyra was no exception for she thought Hamdan was her very own prince charming. Others dream of Cinderella their very own fallen angel with beauty and brains, an epitome of perfection and the goddess of beauty. Hamdan had his but he let his Cinderella go without acknowledging her.