Feeling Like Cinderella Naega Byeonhae Novels & Stories

I suggest. Her face lights up. "I want to be messenger angel, I can fly really fast and I would get to travel all over the world, meeting new people and learning about everyone and everything!" She chatters on excitedly making me smile. "I've never heard messenger before but you make it sound like a lot of fun.” “What about you? Do you know what’s going to happen?” I shake my head. “I have no idea, I’ll probably be tossed into the Cage or executed," I mutter.

Audrey would be too busy to ruin my night. “Thank you, Senator Glenn. I don’t know what you have planned for me, but I really appreciate it.” She chuckled. “Call me Faye when we’re not in the office,” she replied, taking my hands in hers and squeezing. There was a magic to her that instantly gave me hope for the rest of the night. “You really do look like your mother.” I smiled and hugged her. She chuckled and hugged me back before giving me a gentle push. “Now get out of here. I don’t want you to be late for the ball!”

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

It was heartwarming to see Cinderella now reading on her own, lost in the magic of words and stories. But it wasn't just Cinderella's academic growth that impressed Chelsea. Her little girl possessed an innate kindness and compassion that touched the hearts of those around her. Cinderella had a unique ability to empathize with others, offering a comforting presence to those in need. Chelsea often witnessed her daughter's caring nature as she consoled a friend, shared a toy, or simply offered a warm smile to brighten someone's day.

Jane's p.o.v "It feels so good to be back in Bali," Tanya screamed in excitement as she joined me outside our space at the resort. I sip on the cocktail beside me, seethed with anger as the thought of Ethan's lingering gaze at Freya flooded my mind. It has been on a week here since I got here for my business trip as a model and still, my mind wouldn't be at peace. I have decided to pursue and continue my true passion as a model after I stopped for sometime for Ethan's sake, thinking spending more time with him would make him any closer to me.

Hatice couldn't help but sigh, not knowing how those two people were born, it could truly be said to be "extremely skillful" as if all the advantages of men in this world were gathered on them. Nina stood alone behind Leonard, she suddenly felt that everyone in front of her was like a sparkling gem, with a beautiful appearance and noble family background, only she had a pale face, clearly Cinderella. "Mr. Emery, have we met somewhere before?" Leonard asked.

Han Na's explanation was accompanied by a very red face because she felt embarrassed earlier when Xiao Chen looked at her closely. Xiao Chen became increasingly intrigued by the strange behavior Han Na displayed toward him; it was very rare for him to see a woman act this way in public. Because she had always been looked down upon despite having other abilities within the family, and hardly anyone dared to approach her to speak, whether from her male relatives or female ones. So, Xiao Chen leaned his lips close to Han Na's ear and spoke softly yet seductively, praising the girl.

Right now, Jiya stopped herself from moving forward when she found Shaurya standing in the middle of lots of gifts and balloons. Jiya looked at her handmade card and a single Rose. She didn't understand why she felt sadness in her heart. and Why did she compare her gift with other's gifts? Shaurya's smile made her smile widely but her eyes had tears. She left her handmade card and rose on the table and walked out of the mansion. Jiya entered the quarter and changed her red frock and Cinderella candle. She wiped her tears which were making her vision blurry. A loud growl coming from her stomach aware her that she was hungry. She quietly ate leftover food and slept with her crushed heart.

She could see very clearly in the dark, including those in the van with her. " And how was the feeling of being looked down upon, how is the feeling of being trampled upon? How is the feeling of being enslaved?". " Never," Naya said sternly in her head, " that's never going to happen; I can't be enslaved, I am the moon goddess, and they ought to be bowing to my feet." " Well that wouldn't be happening, and they wouldn't be enslaving you, I..will be enslaving you", she said weakly but firmly, " tell me your name",

, she seemed disoriented this time "No, no, feel free to talk', the prince said standing up to reach her side of the table. He came closer behind her back. He stretched his hand and gave her a shoulder rub. Mara felt a warm gush of blood going down her spine. She felt a tickling effect in her abdomen. She felt her panties becoming wet instantly. She never felt like that before and she was loving every minute of it. " Here goes a man", she thought to herself while her heart was pounding very loud. She had mixed feelings of joy and nervousness. The prince was a dignified man despite his handsomeness. Anyone would think twice before say anything to him. "I wonder how Mary handled this handful o