Feeling Like Cinderella Naega Byeonhae Novels & Stories

he said, his words slicing through me like a dagger. -o0o- Returning from the office, Baekhoon assigns me to visit a bookstore in Myeongdong. Earlier, he handed me documents and instructed me to deliver them to someone named Im Yuna. Rushing to avoid another round of commuting, I packed my dress, heels, and makeup essentials. Before heading to the bookstore, I duck into a public restroom to transform into Jasmine Lee – Baekhoon’s wife. With each stroke of mascara and smooth swipe of lipstick, my alter ego emerges, ready to face Im Yuna.

“Congratulations Hannah Rodriguez, your new name is now Cinderella Mackenzie. Welcome to the world of wealth and riches” TBC

‘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

Only Aderaldo's yells are deafening. “I’m not a cheap girl. So, please... Please let me go! Just find another girl to be your toy," Naara whispers. "Let me live a quiet life again. I'm just here to study. Let me go back to normal life like before. I beg you, I beg of you," she adds, sobbing. Aderaldo smirks at Naara's pleading sobs. He forces Naara to look into his eyes. The woman's tears melt from the corners of her eyes when she meets Aderaldo's eyes.

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.

Umismid lang naman ito na tila walang pakialam. Umalis kaagad ang babae na parang pinagsakluban ng langit at lupa. Nanatili namang nakahiga 'tong mokong na 'to at nakapikit pa talaga. 'Wag niya talagang subukang matulog kundi babangasan ko siya ng todo. "Cinderella," tawag ko pagdaan ng ilang sandaling pananahimik. "Hm.." mahinang sagot naman nito na hindi man lang nagbukas ng mata.

Evelina’s approving hum made the air feel heavier. “You look like a saint,” she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Exactly what the Petrov family expects.” A saint. The words felt wrong, but I didn’t argue. Saints were supposed to bring hope. I felt like a fraud wearing the title. The dress fitting followed. The gown was beautiful—white lace with floral embroidery, a high neck adorned with pearls. I ran my fingers over the delicate fabric, wishing it didn’t feel like a costume for a role I didn’t want to play.

"Oh, I see. You feel sad going alone. We can take Jaime along. The more the merrier, right, Nana?" "It's Nuna." Ciara corrected, and they both laughed. Vivian's attention turned as Nana crawled over her legs, reaching up to touch her knee. She stared at the baby, confused. "She wants you to hold her," Ciara said. Vivian wasn't sure if she could do it or not. Maybe she doesn't take good care of babies, she doesn't think she has the motherly nature to take care of a child. She doesn't even know her niece very well and has never even changed her diaper. Two years have passed, and she has missed a lot.