Hood Cinderella Novels & Stories

But they were allowed to train and fight, why was her father being so unfair… Like every birthday night, the princesses gathered in the celebrating princess’s room and had cake at midnight. Sure enough, there was a knock on the door before it was opened by a maid, as Terania entered in a silk nightgown that reached the floor. Following her was Aurelia her tumbling curls falling around her shoulders, her sky-blue nightdress with long flowy sleeves making her look like a pixie. She was holding a large box wrapped in red silk and Cordelia was last in a soft green nightgown holding a tray with cake and hot chocolate, with a single candle in it. The maid, who was from the kitchens judging from th

I pointed at the last girl on the line, she stepped out of the line and I flashed her a toothy smile. “My name is Cinder. I am a 19 years old werewolf who was taken from the pack to clear off my poor father's debt. I will serve you as my new Lord with all my might.” she blurted out, I blinked before gulping down nothing. “Cinder!” I exclaimed, unable to say anything else to the girl who just told me her sad story without realising it. “Yes, your Highness!” she bowed and I chuckled lightly. “It’s nice to have a beautiful girl like you as my maid.” I moved closer to her and tapped her shoulders.

"Have you been to the clinic today? Have you seen the dead bodies left on the floor? Have you seen the people who are suffering from the attack? Have you seen the hundreds of children lying dead on the hospital bed? If you've seen all these, you wouldn't be here telling me to have mercy on such heartless terrorists." There was silence in the room and for a while I thought that I had talked some sense into her. "My lord, I know about the horror outside… but it has nothing to do with Hillary." She said, whimpering. "Who is Hillary?" I asked. "One of the hunter girls. The one who lays currently in one of the rooms in the castle's clinic… the one whose mother is dying by the minute." "I don't k

I managed to scare away a totally hot guy with my motor mouth". Lacey checked her phone. It was five minutes before midnight. She sighed. She started walking through the crowd to find Merinda or one of the boys. Once she proved she was at the ball, she was free to go. A loud trumpet interrupted her plan. All the notable members of the royal family where standing together. She spotted Duchess Christine from afar. She was one of those that referred to her as a witch.

Jonas had no choice but to stop. "This is my true form," said the woman, realizing Jonah's confusion. Following this, she thundered her fingers, and they both appeared in a camp. The place looked poor, and there were barely four tents. When Lucifer and Jonah appeared, they saw a little man with no hands and legs, who was wallowing on the ground, similar to chickens when they decide to bathe in puddles of earth. When he saw him, he crawled quickly like a worm, until he entered the biggest tent, he seemed afraid.

I turn my head away hiding my embarrassment. He tilts my face holding it up with one finger under my chin he looks deep into my eyes that I feel it down into my soul. “Sweetheart you are the only person I see in every room. You captivated me the moment we bumped into each other that very first day. That’s how much you mean to me.” With his other hand, he cups my cheek, brushing his finger over the apple of my cheek. “Please let me make it up to you. Tomorrow, I will take you on a date and give you a birthday you will never forget. After all, it’s not every day Cinderella turns 18.” He smiles at me, and I like the idea of a birthday I’ll never forget.

he said, his voice dry and clearly unimpressed. I snorted out a laugh before I cringed. “Sorry. Couldn’t help it. I mean, can you blame me? It’s not every day I come across a Cinderella in drag, looking for her—I mean, his—lost slippers.” “Maleficent,” he corrected, still lacking all humor. “I’m supposed to be Maleficent.” He pointed to the distinctly Maleficent-shaped horns on his head and then the flipped-up collar of his cape as if that explained everything, which, hmm, actually yeah, it did make total sense now that he mentioned it. Huh. Why hadn’t I caught onto that before?

I made a few calls, informing my parents, Cara’s mum, and sister as well as arranging my chauffeur to bring Marcia and Joyce to the hospital. ……. “Mr. La’Vardo, I’m sorry to inform you that Cara has not yet regained consciousness. After running some rapid blood tests we have found Civeposit in her blood, which is a rare form of poison, found in a Ponoy flower. Unfortunately, we don’t have any antidotes to that poison so we need to flush the poison out of her system as soon as possible.” He said. “Doctor do everything that you can to save her life…and what about the baby?” I asked fear heard in my voice as he didn’t mention the baby at all, making me think the worse. “We will have to do an em