Real Life Cinderella Movies の小説・ストーリー

“So, let me get this straight—you’re basically hiring me to be your fake wife so you can keep your empire?” “Essentially.” She laughed humorlessly. “This is insane.” “Perhaps,” Liam admitted, “but it’s also mutually beneficial.” Emily shook her head, trying to make sense of it all. “Why me? You could probably hire some actress or socialite to play the part.” “I don’t want someone with ulterior motives,” he said simply. “You have no agenda, no interest in fame or power. You’re... uncomplicated.” Her pride bristled at the backhanded compliment, but she bit her tongue.

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

the teacher said, looking at the boys wearily. "Momma, papa" their princess came running towards them with a bright smile Zada is more of an off stage girl. She likes writing stories and poems and she is already good at caricature. They walked towards the auditorium with their daughter and sat there for the play to begin. "They could have played Rapunzel," Zada said disappointed. Because the play was Cinderella. "This shoe belongs to my princess. I want to see if it fits your daughter" Zahir told the evil step mom and handed over the glass slippers

She blinked her eyes and spoke childishly, "Didn't uncle save us? Isn't uncle a prince?" "He ......" Hermosa's nose was sore and a million words raged and clogged her heart, but she couldn't say a word. "Reality and fairy tales are not the same. You don't understand it now, but you will when you grow up." Hermosa finally sighed, "In fairy tales, Cinderella can live happily ever after with her prince, but in reality, it's not a banquet that never ends, and everyone can only walk with you for a while. Even if he is good to you,...... "

Even a banished princess would always be a princess deep inside. Dorothy was dumbfounded, and she covered her face. Then, she glared at Olivia with hatred. “How dare you slap me!” “Yes, I slapped you. Do I need to pick a day to do that?” Olivia chuckled. Even though she was in the most pathetic state of her life, and her face was bruised, she still looked like a noble and elegant lady. “Dorothy, there is no Cinderella story in real life. You will never surpass me.”

Cinderella Farmington P.O.V Spring 1821 The kingdom of Nevera I guess am starting the whole introduction with my name. My father loved fairytales as do I. He and my mother always admired the story of Cinderella. How she was able to overcome the trials and then found her prince charming. My mother always told me that Cinderella was her inspiration. Yeah am using the word WAS because she's gone now, they're both gone now leaving me with nothing but my name,"Cinderella" but I would prefer to be called Cindy.

Claire grimaced and followed Shelly out of the pantry. "Everything is according to the laws of nature. There won't be a prince who wants to be with a commoner. Even Cinderella came from a merchant's family, not a servant's," Claire replied flatly. "And are there not enough bachelors out there?" she continued. "Who knows, maybe you prefer a more mature and experienced man," Shelly replied again. "I think it's better for me to be with someone who's also a beginner. So we can both learn about relationships," Claire replied.

Ana was known around the court for her bright green eyes, and she did anything she could to make them a focal point of hers, seeing the only other attribute of hers worth noting was her clumsiness. She looked out the window to the shed and continued, "I wonder if our little Cinderella will try to come to the ball tonight. The invitation stated for all women of each household to attend, but I can't imagine anyone like her being there!" she said through a laugh and a horribly attempted accent. I don't even know what accent she was attempting; all I know is she sounded ridiculous.

How ironic that her fiancé, who was standing directly in front of her, asked another girl to dance. Lily narrowed her eyes at the lucky girl, even though she did not interact much with the ladies in this city, she remembered that she had never met her at the parties she went. Lily has a great memory, so there's no way she hasn't met her if she's from the upper crust. Lily examined her intently. She was attractive but not exceptional and it was just her face that caused people to sympathize with her. Furthermore, the opulent gown did not correspond to her mild demeanor. Lily is not sure if it was because she had read so many novels, but she always had the impression that the two individuals b

There once lived a girl who is called Ella or Cinderella. But her real name is Rosabella, and she lives with her father, stepmother, stepsisters and the servants who live and work at her father's house. Ella (Rosabella)'s stepmother and stepsisters treat her like a slave. Ella (Rosabella)'s father is worried about her health, safety and he is not pleased with how his stepdaughters treat his daughter. Ella (Rosabella)'s stepmother and stepsisters are ugly, rude, unkind, selfish, mean, and downright bullies.