Fiona From A Cinderella Story Novelas e Histórias

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

“I love your dress! Is it a Jovanni?” I said a silent prayer that I now knew what that was. “Yes, and thank you. Yours is amazing too.” I meant it. Fiona was tiny, and the black lace of her dress only accentuated her perfect slender figure. Sitting next to her was going to be difficult. I’d gone from Cinderella to the ugly sister. I was grateful when she pushed a fizzing glass of champagne into my hands. I took a large gulp, looking at the rest of the contents in shock as I realised, I actually liked the taste.

To put it simply, the words were blatantly used against her. One of the pictures was taken at night. The vague outline of a woman's figure could be seen in the veil of the darkness. The woman's face in the picture was sharp, though. She looked just like Fiona, but Fiona was sure that it wasn't her! It was written that Fiona had Dorothy's support and thus was able to rise up the social ladder and in the entertainment industry without relying on anyone else. "Argh!" Fiona screeched as she flung her arms about, causing the glasses and bottle of wine on the table to crash onto the ground.

Jasmine opened her mouth, wanting to ask about the relationship between Ethan and Fiona, but the words never escaped her lips. "Fiona? Ah, she's the child the Cunninghams brought home by mistake," Ethan clarified for Jasmine, who seemed hesitant to discuss the topic further. It transpired that Mrs. Cunningham, the mother of Nolan, underwent a period of instability upon discovering that the child bore no blood ties to their family. In a bid to shield his wife from anguish, Mr. Cunningham orchestrated for their butler to formally adopt Fiona. Thus, Fiona was nurtured within the opulent confines of the Cunningham household, enjoying the same privileges bestowed upon the trio of legitimate Cunni

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

“You’ll be like Cinderella at the royal ball.” I shook my head, letting out a wry chuckle. “Yeah, sort of, except I don’t have a Prince Charming, nor do I have a fairy godmother.” Fiona broke the hug and smirked. “Matt is your Prince Charming, dummy,” she said. “And I’m your fairy godmother, of course.” Fiona paused, her smirk growing into a grin at the sight of my reddened cheeks. She took my hand, her eyes filled with mirth and mischief. “And now, your fairy godmother is going to get you a dress.”

, Fiona yelled and something sounded from a far and she yelled when she saw someone walking towards her with a Candle. "Who.. who are you?" Fiona stuttered moving backwards as she made to run, only God knows what type of Trick Katie was trying to pull on her. The light turned on immediately and she heard Balloon sounds everywhere and a screaming of Happy birthday. "Happy birthday!!!!!" She heard and her horror eyes held shock and disbelief when she saw her Family walking towards her with flowers and balloons. There was her mom holding a Cake, seems she was the one she saw Earlier. "Oh my goodness" Fiona whispered covering her mouth, she wasn't expecting this, But someone was still Missing, A

If she never walked into their lives she would have been living happily with Ronan. “Get off me!” She yelled, struggling out of Isla’s grip. Fiona cowered into the bed. Freya pointed at her. “It is your fault. You planned this. You desperately wanted to be out in the open for everyone to see you as the king’s concubine. You tricked him into showing you off. It is all your fault.” She listed. Fiona winced painfully at the jab in her underbelly. Her arm wrapped around her stomach protectively. “I don't know what you are talking about Your Majesty. I will never try to hurt you in any way, please.”

He pointed to the screen. I glanced at it. A giant headline jumped out at me. [The Innocent Cinderella Is Not What She Seems: Secret Trysts Revealed! Monday, Wednesday, and Friday With Him—And Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday With…] I scratched my head. It looked like the kind of trashy gossip article you'd find in sketchy tabloids. Some random scandal, probably. Then I scrolled down. The first photo was a close-up of my face, dark circles and all, looking like something straight out of a horror movie.

"My point is don't add to our stress we already have enough to deal with already." “Who said I was making preparations for the full moon festival?” Fiona asked coldly. "W- what?" Tiana stammered, as she looked up to me to defend her. I still kept my expression blank. “It's Cora's twentieth birthday I just wanted to do something simple for her," Fiona said. "And these maids are not just maids they have names, just as you deserve respect so do they and FYI they are working on my orders if you don't mind I have other things to attend to” Fiona said harshly, and resumed what she was doing.