Real Story Cinderella Novels & Stories

"You look like you haven't slept in days." "Thanks for the vote of confidence," Emily said dryly. Becca narrowed her eyes. "What's going on? And don't say 'nothing'—I can see it all over your face." Emily sighed, debating how much to share. Becca was her closest friend, but even she might find this situation too ridiculous to believe. "I got... an offer," Emily began hesitantly. Becca's eyebrows shot up. "What kind of offer?" "The kind that involves a fake marriage to a billionaire."

asked king Damien who was unable to come up with an answer . The more he looked at her smile the more confused he was . " I don't know your majesty but I did hear of a similar case like this . There was a girl who became a royal after she married the prince and she still continued to do cleaning chores at the royal palace , even after her marriage . Her name was Cinderella . " said chancellor George with a serious tone . King Damien looked at him with a ' are you serious ' expression when he heard chancellor George . " What's wrong your majesty ? " asked chancellor George confused .

Silly high school stuff from a girl who claimed not to believe in fairytales but still expected her life to turn out like one. Even after she’d been abducted, such fantasies persisted. After all, most fairytales had a dark period before the happily ever after. Cinderella had to flee the ball, Snow White ate the poisoned apple, but the Prince always showed up at the end to rescue the damsels in distress. She spent many hours curled up on the cold floor, imagining Hank busting down the door, sweeping her into his arms, and carrying her out of this hellhole.

Jane ignored Old Master Stewart and started talking on her own. “A little girl was watching a Taiwanese drama. The story was about a chairman who fell in love with Cinderella. The mother of the chairman was against it. However, the chairman was deeply in love with Cinderella, and he refused to break things off. “So, the mother of the chairman decided to meet Cinderella in secret. When they saw each other, the mother gave her a cheque of ten million bucks. The mother said that as long as she left her son, this money would be hers. However, Cinderella refused out of love.”

[Kimberly] Once upon a time, there was a girl named Cinderella. Her mother died leaving her with her cruel step sister and evil step mother. Cinderella was maltreated but she later made a wish to the fairy goddess, at that night, she met her prince charming that changed her life. Then she lived happily ever after. Pheew! That's not the same for me. Right from the beginning, life has been maltreating me up to this point. I folded my knees up to my chest, trembling on the cold ground that I'm sitting on. I gnashed my teeth continuously as a result of cold with my unkempt hair lying above my shoulder.

Ever since Lunaria had seen Cinderella as a kid, she had often wished to get as lucky as her even though she never believed that she was pretty. She knew that Cinderella had gotten the prince because of her charming looks but Sasha had told her otherwise. Sasha had said Cinderella got the prince through her pureheartedness and patience. She had only wanted to attend the ball but she ended up with a prince. And so with Sasha's words, Lunaria had believed that she too would get her prince someday.

When she ran out of ideas, she took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. She couldn't stay hidden in the bathroom for long, so she went to the dressing room. She took a look at the size of the walk-in closet. She grew up in a middle-class family, so her sudden access to luxury amenities felt surreal to her. If Cinderella's life returns to normal when the clock strikes twelve, she wishes she could do the same when the day ends. It is, however, neither a dream nor a fairy tale. It's true. Her relationship with Ibrahim is also real. And she is forced to face this nightmare alone.

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,...... "

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.”

I was like a fucking Cinderella there, they would let me clean all of their bedroom, wash their own dishes and all the freaking chores are mine for me to do. But being a Cinderella there, it's far more worse than the real Cinderella could have ever experienced. There was no 'ball' instead, they would go out clubbing, leaving me down at the basement, lying on a cardboard box that I cut to make it a mat for me to lay down, because the floor is freaking cold and I'm not freaking queen Elsa.