Glass Slippers Novels & Stories

I left out a sigh of relief as I suddenly felt sad that Ares had scared them off. "Here." Ares said, throwing a pair of slippers at me and narrowly missing my face as he stood outside the car, a frown on his face. "Put them on and come out." I looked away from him at the soft slippers on my laps. It was a bright pink with a funny looking yellow square faced person on it. I put on the slippers and they felt so soft underneath my feet that I could hardly feel the cuts under them, making me smile and wipe my eyes before I opened the door gently.

He brought the slipper right up to my face and I just wanted the ground to open and swallow me at this point. He had the slipper with him the whole time? I didn't even know when he picked it up. “You…you are mistaken, I didn't want to kill you” I found a voice to speak but couldn't stop blinking my eyes restlessly like I had something in it. “But you are planning to, aren’t you?” Gordon dropped the slipper to the floor and I shuddered. The noise it made when it was dropped to the floor frightened me. “No, no, I would never do something like that. You are mistaken, my…my slipper, it slipped and…” I tried explaining, trying to defend myself.

Liam simply smiled and downed the whiskey in one gulp. Amid the cheers, Chloe finally noticed me. She stood up with a bright smile. "Ella, you're back. We ran out of slippers, so you'll have to wear the disposable ones." I looked down. The slippers Liam had specially bought for me were now on Chloe's feet. They weren't even her size. Her heels stuck out over the back, yet she deliberately walked back and forth in front of me. I didn't say a word. I bent down and slipped on the disposable slippers instead.

“What do you mean, I have to wear this? I’ve worn nothing like this before. I don’t know if I can walk in these.” Tara held up a pair of high-heeled silver scrappy sandals. “It’s one thing to be a complete shoe or boot with a heel. But these are begging to break my ankle the first crack in the sidewalk I find. Or I’ll miss a stair and end up on my head at the bottom of the stairs.”

Two tiny tongues came out at me at the same time. Something in my body lit up. Slowly at first, from my spine, up to the back of my neck, then into my jaw like an old button had been pressed, a button inherited from every Gómez woman who had ever threatened men, children, neighbors, and possibly the government with a house slipper. I turned slowly toward the side of the sofa. Under the coffee table, my house slipper was lying there. I picked it up. Theo finally lifted his head. “Kids…”

Sigh! Tang rubbed her neck awkwardly "It was brother and grandpa." Mo Yuhan: "_" He should have known. "I had once seen a pair of shoes, it was HSN's cindrella glass slipper encrusted with gems, there was only two in the whole world. I loved it the moment I laid my eyes on it. But it was expensive, something like a few billion dollars. Grandma refused to buy it for me, she also asked grandpa not to spoil me so much. But Grandpa sneakily bought them for me and said 'If you want something very much, wait for the right time and make it yours, you must keep clinging, don't give up on it over small obstacles.' Brother also sold his perfumes and gadgets to get that for me while teaching me 'No mat

Picking up Lil Yan, Ling Yiran kissed him several times and shared a slice of the cake she had specially bought for Lil Yan to make up for not having treated him to a cake on her birthday last time. The little one was excited to give Ling Yiran the gift he had prepared himself—a beautiful pair of sandals with a leather bow at the toes. They were white, so they were easy to match her clothes in summer. The shoes looked romantic and feminine. Ling Yiran was somewhat distracted as she looked at the shoes. She had not worn shoes like these in a long time. "These shoes are similar to Cinderella's glass slippers. You'll become a beautiful princess when you put them

"You're so fickle. Choose one, whether I may touch you or not, my fair lady." His colored lips pulled slightly, almost boyishly. My reason flew away with the wind at his actions. I could care less whether he's a psychopath villain or the reincarnation of Lucifer himself. My confidence rose and I slapped his hand before kicking him in the shin mercilessly. In this world, women's shoes were mostly made of hard material and wrapped in silk to bind the shape. Animal bones and metals were sometimes used in the front of the shoes. The point is that it was incredibly hard.