Novel & Cerita Fractured Fairy Tale Of Cinderella

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

Lolly’s POV “Honey, you don’t look so good,” the bartender said. The music in the bar banged against my ear drums. Still, it wouldn’t erase Cindy’s voice in my head repeating those words: “NO MAN WILL EVER LOVE YOU!” I was still trying to wrap my head around what happened. It still felt like a nightmare. It was all a prank? I wasted the last three years of my life on a cruel prank orchestrated by my evil stepsisters? How could they do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?

“What in the world are you talking about, Gabby?” “Well…” She drew in a deep breath. “It all started the night I kind of, sort of broke into someone’s apartment.” THE END Next in the Fairy Tale Quartet: B & E Ever After A Hansel and Gretel Story

The three words she had seen back then in kindergarten was only one word repeated three times: Lies, lies, lies. The moving picture showed a different form of the fairy. She had raven black hair, skin as white as snow, as though she haven't been exposed to the sun at all, and a mole at the top right part of her lips. And she didn't just curse the beast to teach him humility and love. No, the true reason ran far deeper, more sinister than anyone could ever imagine. The five words after the moving picture were a plea: Please tell them the truth. Lost in writing about the truth the fairy tale begged for her to reveal, Cathedra's heart almost leapt up her throat when Diane snuck up behind her an

Ace said. "What the..." Nelson cursed from the back of the car. "G, you got expensive bloody leather chairs, and, what hell keeps hindering me from...ooohhh look what I found," he cooed after picking up the item which hindered his legs from laying flat and comfortable on the car floor. "Will have the shit sold after washing," Ace replied referring to his car. "Guys, Cinderella dropped her glass flip-flops," Nelson mocked, lifting a pair of white turned brown thin-soled tattered perforated flip-flops from the car floor.

SOPHIA'S POV "Ouch," I cradled my left ankle, groaning in pain. It felt like it had been fractured. Not now, please. I raised my head up to see Anna still staring at me through the window while yelling her mom's name. This looked like a countdown. I had to stand up and run as even Lucas himself could carry me back into the house on his shoulders like a foam

As I whimpered in pain, my father came to my side. Tears streamed down my cheeks, my pain a silent symphony. Dad bent down, releasing the constraints that had held my voice captive. He also got a key from his pocket, unlocking my shackles. And yet, when Dad extended his arms towards me, I couldn't help but flinch away. The remaining trust I had held for him shattered like fragile glass, fractured beyond repair. His decision to conspire with Mathilde and Tori struck me like a blade. It tore away my last glimmer of hope for escape from this wretched existence. The pain tore through my heart, as my last hope of him standing up for me had faded away.

Pretending to be more of a princess than she is so that the council won't become suspicious. Luckily, Salila didn't go back home after my own council meeting. Roxanne may be getting a crash course on the fairy way from mom and dad, but she's learning how to pretend to be prim and proper remotely from Salila. There's so much that I want to tell Roxanne. About Brigid and the lies the princesses are taught to believe when growing up. How the female fairies used to be fighters, but the council used an unfortunate event to gain control. How she thinks she's only pregnant with one baby, but is going to give birth to four. The last one is Cerulean's responsibility to tell her, not mine!

“Prince Charming’s holding a massive gala this evening. You’re Cinderella, and you’re going to the ball.” My heart leapt up into my throat. “What?!” “Did I stutter?” “No – but – ” “Are you not familiar with the popular fairy tale where a poor girl living in a hovel – ” “This is not a hovel!” I snapped. “Close enough. Poor girl, living in a hovel and dressed in rags – ” “These are not rags!” I shouted as I touched the lapel of my jacket. “I paid a lot of money for this – ”