The Cat From Cinderella Novels & Stories

We immediately got into position for defense because it could be any of those enemies. We slowly moved towards the place that was rumbling, and we were ready to attack when, all of a sudden, a cat jumped out of the bushes. At first, we were relieved, but we started seeing the bushes move again, so we rushed there. The moment we arrived, we couldn't believe what was standing in front of us. It was the same figure that looked like that of the person we were looking for. It wasn't just the same figure—it was her! "Aria, is that really you?" I asked as we slowly started moving closer to her.

As confused as I am I follow him to see what he’s talking about. As soon as Dad and I step outside, out in front of the house stood a Cinderella horse-drawn carriage strung with blue and white lights. Two white horses stood at the front of the carriage with the driver dressed in blue and silver. Surprised I turn and look at Dad and he holds out my purse for me. “I think it’s time Cinderella went to the ball baby girl.” “You did this dad? But why? I don’t understand.” “You told me you were going to make your own way to the formal and with it being your birthday too I thought why not send my baby girl off to the ball in style.”

She wouldn’t give him words of love. “After the weekend, we are flying to Cristonia, because it’s a formality, but my father has to approve our union. But he will love you.” Nick reassured her. I only wish you did, Ella said silently in her head. Nick grinned. “I have something for you. About the fairytales we talked about earlier. Cinderella in the book lost a shoe at the ball. I don’t have a shoe for you to try on. But what….” Nick pulled something from his pocket. “…what about seeing if these fit?” Nick held up her lace underwear from the night of the ball.

"Isn't all this like Cinderella? You are Cinderella, disappearing at midnight and I'm your Prince." Midnight shook his head biting down a chuckle. "Cinderella my ass."

My head thunked hard and I saw stars. Everything went crazy. Someone grabbed the Queen Mother. Someone grabbed me. Lace hung from my dress in a long strip, showing the soft pink satin underneath. It felt like I was more exposed than if I were naked. My pale pink high heeled shoe sat on the bottom step looking like Cinderella had left it there for the prince to find.

said a sweet voice. She tried to open her eyes to see whoever it was. She saw a beautiful woman in a white long dress with a wreath of beautiful flowers in her head. "A-are y-you... " she asked stuttering can barely speak. "... a diwata!" she answered and smiled sweetly. "D-diwata?" she asked almost a whisper. "Yes, I am the Queen of fairies," still giving her the sweetest smile. Andrea just smiled at her and closed her eyes. She falls into a deep sleep again because of too much pain from her wounds.

That's just sad. "But I like it." "You do?" "Yep. I can't believe the prank master Kou made this. It looks really cute like your pajama." She teased, "Meow!" I protested, "Hey!" Then we both laughed as I walked her back to the train station. Unconciously, I remarks, "Can't you be just happy like this all the time? Why do you have to be so sad every time I see you?" "Then, I guess you're my black cat! Cat of fortune since you always manage to cheer me up!"

Then she unhooked the pendant. Tiny black creature, pendant sized, jumped out. Getting bigger in the air and reached its perfect shape when its four legs touched the floor. “A cat?” Hilda puzzled. She looked at Julian whose face was unreadable. Then she looked back to Irina where the black cat sat on her lap. “Yes.” Said Irina. She was smiling and caressing the cat. “This is Ro.” “I know this cat.” Said Lucas. Then Lucas heard his wife saying “Of course, you are.” To him. He added. “And this cat was following you? When you, I don’t know what have you done or whatever happened to you so that you’re here.”

"You’ve destroyed your own family for a chair." "I saved the empire from a senile old man and a social climber," he countered. He reached out, his fingers grazing my chin. I flinched away. He smiled. "Go back to the gutter, Ella. Let’s see how long the 'Queen' lasts without her crown." "You look like a drowned rat that fell into a glitter factory," Lila said, her voice cracking as she pulled me into her tiny, one-bedroom apartment. The smell of cheap incense and old laundry was a physical shock after the lilies and sandalwood of the estate. I collapsed onto her sagging velvet sofa, the silver dress crinkling beneath me.

And that, she knew, was something truly special. As she sat there lost in thought, she felt something rubbing against her leg. She looked down and saw Zowie, her cat. The little orange and white fluff ball seemed to be trying to comfort her. Catherine smiled and picked up the cat, holding it close to her chest. Maybe being a queen wouldn’t be so bad after all. She was always up for any challenge, and this was certainly the biggest challenge of her life. But she was determined to make the most of it and to make the people proud.