I Raised Cinderella Preciously Novels & Stories

Evelyn Larson's nephew, Maxwell Larson, has been staying at my home for 12 years. On top of sponsoring everything he has in life, I even view him as my own son. Heck, I'm the one who paid the down payment for Maxwell's new family home. But on the night we're having a holiday dinner, he throws me a list in front of everyone. "Uncle Lawrence, I've already hashed out the details with my fiancee's family. We'll be giving her family 700 thousand dollars as a wedding gift. You've raised me for so many years, so you need to prepare this amount for me." I frown instantly. "Didn't I just settle your down payment for you? Besides, Tiffany's about to get married soon. I need to save some money for

Sienna hid behind the couch and didn't even dare show her face. I took a deep breath and walked forward, one step at a time. Bianca gasped softly and reached out to grab me. "Ryla! Are you out of your mind?" Mira frantically signaled to me with her eyes. "Don't go yet. You'll die if you do!" I gave them a faint smile in return. I took the glass slipper, lifted my foot, and gently slipped it on. It fit perfectly, neither too big nor too small.

She was always the one who despised me the most and I never understood her hatred for me. "Good morning, sisters" I greeted with a smile and a small curtsy. "Well well well, now I'm reminded why we call you 'Cinderella' with all this soot on your face," she responded with a smug look on her face. Curious, I felt my cheek that I had pressed to the wall when peering out the window and sure enough, it was filthy. I had wiped off my dress but forgot my face. 'Damn, Ella, you fool' I beat myself up on the inside.

After a few minutes, I notice that Gumi's been sighing all day so I decided to go home early with her with my lame excuse that I have to get home early because I have a match tomorrow. Gumi takes off the mascot and walked to the train station with me. I noticed Gumi was still down and wasn't her usual self so I lend her my earphones while playing the Imperials' unreleased song, " Cheer up." "Wow! Is this a new song?" Gumi asked enthusiastically. Her mood instantly brightens up. She's really easy to cheer up. "No, it's one of their first ever song. It was unreleased." I'm glad she's happy again... It's probably really hard for her to just grin and bear everything but she does it because she d

What had I ever done to deserve this? ... Later that morning, I was in the kitchen preparing food for the governor. Even though I wasn't always a good cook, a whole year with my stepmom had made me a certified chef, as every tasteless meal gave me a sleepless night. I was no longer my father's little princess; I was now Lady Dracula's slave. I stood right in front of the kitchen table steering raw egg in a bowl when Lucas walked in and closed my butt with his thighs, sniffing my neck like he was about to lick it.

My raised voice startled her. “I don’t know. I don’t have the keys. I swear to God, I had no idea she was here!” Cindy insisted. Rue scoffed. “Man, you are really good. You should make a good career as an actress. You really want me to believe you had no idea about this basement prison when you’ve sent Lolly here multiple times since she was a teenager?” Cindy eyed Rue. “Stay out of this, slut! Don’t think for one second that we are equals just because you slept your way into a rich man’s house. You’ll always be a maid to me!”

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.

She checked her phone It been 30 minutes already Becca was late. She sighed, pushing back a wave of unease. Something felt off. She didn’t know what yet. But soon, she would. --- Isabelle sat in her car, eyes fixed on her phone. A contract marriage. That changed everything. Because now, she didn’t just have hope. She had a plan Liam adjusted his cufflinks as he stepped into the grand Westbrook estate. The air inside smelled of old money, power, and whiskey. The dining hall was dimly lit, a long table stretching before him, but only one seat was occupied

The light Maria was lying in her bed later that day and was recalling all the events that took place earlier that day. Her heart was heavy with pain. She could not control her feelings when the thought of missing a chance to go to boarding school crept in. The tears were pouring uncontrollably and her pillow was wet. She missed her family. She missed being her parents's child. Most of all she missed being at home. They did not have everything they wished for but at least they were happy. She enjoyed being at home with people who loved her unconditionally. That was something she lacked and longed for at that particular moment. always heard the stories of children who grew up without parents a

I explained for the bazillionth time that morning. "I still don't understand this dumb book of yours. Why is she the rich one if this is a Cinderella story?" I gasped, nearly suffering a heart attack. I was filled with horror at her sheer disrespect and ignorance. A Cinderella story?! "Mom! You did NOT just call The Wrong Cinderella a Cinderella story!" I exclaimed, nearly bursting with rage and disbelief. She just rolled her eyes. "But the word Cinderella is included in the name." I took a deep breath to calm my heart. It took all my self control not to slap her with all my TWC knowledge. I had to remind myself that she wasn't a hater. She just didn't know.