Like A Cinderella Story Novels & Stories

"Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. They became the nicest and fairest ruler to ever live. Dreams do come true, only if you have courage and be kind. And also with a little bit of magic," Abigail said as she finished reading Lenora her bedtime story.

“Have you lost your mind? I'm only thirteen years old, we don't even know each other!” “Let me clarify this matter. First, age is not a barrier for lovers to get married. Second, then what's a big deal if we don't know each other? Even in the stupid fairy tales I've heard, a poor lady marries a prince in just one meeting, and that happens because of a single shoe! What a lame story!” “Cinderella doesn't lame! After all, she danced with the Prince, that's where their love grows!" Lillian snapped back.

I see him messing with a projector that I didn’t know was there and see a screen set up. “We are going to watch a movie?” “If you’d like. I figured you haven’t seen too many movies. Nadia helped pick out something she thinks you’ll like.” “What’s it called?” “Ever After. It’s a Cinderella story.” “What is Cinderella?” “The fairy tale, Cinderella. Didn’t you have bedtime stories as a kid?” I shake my head no. “He never read to me. I had to learn to read when I was in school.” “Wow, he really never let you do anything. It’s a cartoon, I think you’d like it. We can watch it another time if you want.”

This was something that only happened in the novels. "Wow! Wow! Wow! I never thought that I will ever meet a billionaire in my life, but now I am even married to one? On top of that, he is super attractive! What kind of luck is that!? What did he even see in me!?" she excitedly spoke out, letting out squeals. This was something she found to be quite exciting. The Cinderella troupe stories were something she was quite fond of, and her life currently could be perfectly written as a novel.

There is a castle in the background, they are holding hands and look happy, and Talia’s eyes always wander to the princess’ shiny shoes. The book is about Cinderella, a poor girl who is abused by her stepmother and stepsisters, and then she meets a fairy godmother who wears a fancy dress and shiny shoes so that Cinderella can go to the ball, meet her prince, and live happily ever after. ‘What nonsense.’, Talia thought. ‘The story is rubbish. One’s fortune can’t depend on a pair of shoes, but Talia still cracked a smile. This book reminds Talia of Olivia, the only member of the Red Moon pack who treated her as a person.

“Welcome home sweetheart.” She leaps into my arms squealing in total surprise wrapping her legs around my waist. I hold onto her tightly as I spin her around in a circle and place another kiss on her lips and place the keys in her hand when I lower her back to the ground. I can’t wait to start making more memories with this woman by my side for the rest of our lives. This is where our story started, and it will also be where Cinderella and Prince Charming have their happily ever after.

“Did you really sneak out of this house to the party two days ago?” I backed away from her. My feet were bleeding. Blood dripped everywhere I stepped. “No, no, I don’t…” “Oh my God, she totally did. You were the strange girl he danced with. Everyone was talking about you. It was you,” Cindy erupted wildly. She was angry and jealous. Lizzy eyed me devilishly. “I think I’ve given you a lot of free rein. You don’t know your place anymore. To think that you would sneak into high society. A filthy nobody like you parading yourself among the wealthy? Who the hell do you think you are?”

She just didn't know. "Mom, The Wrong Cinderella is one of the best books of our time. It is a fairytale that has broken every single rule that is associated with the genre. The well-known tale of the orphaned servant is retold in modern times where balls are house parties and princes are famous jocks. The biggest plot twist, however is when prince Charming falls for the wrong Cinderella. In this timeless, genius story, Cinderella isn't a servant but a rich, uberfemale who won't let a boy get in her way." I told her, doing my best to sum it all up in a way she would understand but that would still make the book sound as awesome as it is.

It’s really uncomfortable to try to sleep when someone is doing a samba in your uterus. Rose shrugged. “There’s a lot like that because then you get the Cinderella stories, the knights in shining armor stories, and the healing stories.” “What’s wrong with a good Cinderella story?” Heather asked. “I adore them, and almost every culture has one or two that have been printed as beautiful children’s books.” “Nothing is wrong with a good Cinderella story,” Rose started. I interrupted her. “Except when the prince turns out to be a giant dick, but she can’t escape him because he’s the most powerful alpha and they’re fated mates.”

Under each photo, she'd written a little story. A poor girl, beaten down by fate, was sponsored by a young rich man—and in her gratitude, she fell in love with him. "At my darkest moment, he appeared like an angel, paid off all my debts, and told me, 'Don't be afraid. I'm here.'" She turned their story into a fairytale, a love story between the prince and Cinderella. Pure, romantic, and worthy of blessings. The comments under each post stung more than the photos themselves.