Novel & Cerita Stepmom From Cinderella Story

And by the way… you can call me mom from now on, my dear. ''Really?'' I focused my cold gaze to her with a raised brow, the corner of my mouth curved into a smirk. ‘‘Are you sure, mommy?’’ ‘‘Of course, sweetheart!’’ she said, hurrying forward and grabbed my hand. ‘‘We are family, Celestine... Although I’m your stepmother, I can treat you like my own daughter just like how I am treating your sister…’’ What's her drama this time? I couldn't help but chuckle as I wrenched my hand away from her grip. ‘‘I apologize, but I don’t need another mother. I only have one mother and her name is Sandra…’’

I was the youngest. The empty vacuum of a father figure in my life was completely filled with Alpha Carter’s love. He treated me so well and loved me so much. If I didn’t have those vague memories, I would assume he was my biological father. His love and care for me always infuriated Stanley; Luna’s Katherine’s treatment was worse. Cinderella’s stepmother was far better than she was.

It was heartbreaking how no one saw through his constant smile. Moving towards him, I ran my thumb over his face and felt him shudder in fear, his face lowered. My hand cupped his face up to look at me. “I won’t tell your Father, I promise. Besides, I’m not just your Father’s wife. I’m your Mother, too. Step-Mom, but still the same thing.” I assured him and watched his pupils dance.

My stepmother exclaimed as she pulled my chin up. I rose on my feet and pushed her away. “Get your hands off me!” “Don't dare lay your filthy hands on my mother, so-called CEO! We shall see who the real CEO is today!” “Yes!” My stepmother admitted. “Meet Mr Stephen, your father's lawyer and he's here to read his Will,” she added.

Lily has now taken Kai from me then jumps happily with him, "Yayyy I don't have to stay with the evil step sister anymoreee! Cinderella is free! Yayyy!" Kai innocently cheers with her, "YAYYYYYY!" Bloody Lily and her wicked self, "YOU are the evil step sister!" "Yesterday YOU asked me to mop the floor!" "So you expect me to give you pocket money ‘and’ mop the floor?" "Toffer can you please take her back? Urgh!" She stomps her feet out of my room while carrying Kai, I seriously hope that little boy doesn't learn anything from her behaviour. Serious last-child syndrome!

It didn't take long for us to get there and the moment we stepped into Magic Kingdom, the children froze. Ahead of us rose Cinderella’s Castle, tall and shining like a fairytale. “It’s real,” Emilia mumbled. "Of course it's really, baby." I chuckled. "Papa." She grabbed Alexander's sleeve. "Is it true that Cinderella was the young madam of the house but her stepmother and stepsister made her a maid? Was it the reason her fairy godmother made her the princess?" Oh oh. "I haven't seen the movie, sweetheart but I think that's how the story went," Alexander replied.

she replied firmly, her hands still holding my trembling fingers. Who could possibly be the father of my pup that she couldn’t reveal? Was it my father? Or was it really Beta George, as my stepmother claimed? “You don’t get to speak to your King in that manner!” my stepmother snapped angrily, her face reddening. “You don’t speak to me in such a manner, child. I am not your mate!” the seer snapped. From the corner of my eyes, I saw my stepmother’s eyes fill with tears as she flinched in fear. “Clement, we need to talk.”

“Once upon a time, there was a king named Daddy. King Daddy was a great king. He loved helping people, golfing, and reading all the little children in his kingdom stories. King Daddy had everything that he could ever want except one thing. The only thing that he was missing was a family of his own to love. One night, King Daddy went to a party, where he found a beautiful maiden whom he had known previously. They spent the night talking, and King Daddy knew that he couldn’t live life without her, so he asked the fair maiden to stay with him. She agreed on one condition. He had to go with her to the kingdom’s orphanage, where he was introduced to the most perfect little girl. King Daddy instan

They were too far for my wolf to pick up a scent. I stiffened when I noticed a pair of dark eyes watching me from a distance. I would recognize that brown wolf anywhere, I thought to myself. It was my stepmother. Once she realized I had seen her, she turned and sped off in the direction of our house. I stood to my feet, pulling Jayson up with me. "She needs me back home," I informed him, dusting off my gown. "What does she want from Cinderella now?" He asked, midly exasperated with her attitude. I gave him a dry look when he said Cinderella. I really didn't like it when he called me that.

She went about dusting me off, and Gabby even stepped in to help. On the other side of the counter, Shaw snapped his fingers and pointed at me. “Dust!” he cried as if the word was a revelation in itself. Then he murmured, “Cinders,” before a huge smile spread across his face. He grinned smugly at Ezra. “Evil stepmother.” Transferring his attention back to me, he added, “Please tell me you have two ugly stepsisters.” “No.” I frowned, wondering why he would ask such a strange, random question. “I have two stepbrothers, but neither of them are ugly.”