The Unwanted Cinderella's Transformation Novels & Stories

The questions came out as only a whisper to her. “It’s called revenge, little Cinderella.” She spat the old nickname in my face but it did not phase me. I had her pinned against a wall that was opposite the doors to Charlie’s room in no time, my face only inches away in an attempt to intimidate her, also to keep her here until the prince returns and he could see what Lucinda had done, “What vengeance could you possibly hold against an entire kingdom?” “The entire kingdom ruined my life. The villages ruined my childhood. The royal family, they ruined my future, and YOU ruined all that was in between!”

I said with desperation. The thought of standing on stage and talking for too long was unbearable, to say the least. Cinderella is like, the center of attention. Nobody pays that much attention to a tree or a mouse. Which is why I wanna be a mouse, so nobody pays attention to me! “You know that’s not possible, Jenna. How can I be Cinderella?” Liam asked, arms crossed. “A little wig and makeup, and you’ll be all dolled up in no time to make the perfect Cinderella. Take it from me, you’re Cinderella material.”

Without a word, she lifted her glass, taking a slow sip, as if weighing my words and the fate that lay ahead of us. “You said tragedy always strikes during the transformation,” George pressed, desperation clear in his voice. “Please, explain it to us.” Ellen sighed deeply. “Yes. In both cases I’ve seen, the transformation led only to heartbreak. The first, a man who wished to become human met a tragic end before he could succeed. The second, a girl who longed to join the werewolves, was equally doomed. Neither got what they desired.” George leaned forward, his expression pleading. “But if we understand how it happened… Maybe we can avoid it. Please, Ellen.”

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”

That is when the soldiers found her and took her to the care of the nuns together with other children of the village. Now she was standing in front of the numb hearted woman she had ever met. She knew that sister Mary would take the stone and never give it back to her. " I asked a question, Maria, where did you stole this. Didn't I teach you to be a faithful Christian. Now you gonna answer for this. I can't stand to watch a thief getting away with such a detestable crime. She grabbed her to the convent to show other nuns what Maria had done. Now Maria was screaming and other children were watching with curious eyes. She cover her face to avoid the slaps from the fire burping monster of a nun

She had never been attacked so brutally. " I didn't kidnap anyone. I'm only a housekeeper I am Innocent. Please spare me, madam. " Spare? It sounded like a joke to Cinderella. Her fear and Possessiveness had been combined, turning her Into a mad woman. It had escalated so quickly, even Zaiee was frightened. He looked at Daddy, curling his lips Into a ready to cry pout. He didn't like the noise at all.

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

“Mrs. Hannah, this is a document that contains a change of identity. You're gonna be changing your name, date of birth, and everything and you're gonna get half of Mrs. Arianna’s property after you sign the document “ The lawyer said and Hannah turned to Mrs. Arianna. “And changing my name to yours will mean only one thing, that I'm going to be your adopted daughter,” Hannah said and Arianna nodded. She was also going to be rich too. She wasn't going to let any of these opportunities pass by. She didn't care about her identity or anything, all she wanted was to get revenge on the people who had ruined her life. She took a pen that was with the lawyers and signed all the documents without eve

The colours that gave a pleasant view to every passer’s eyes became the ashes. Nora burned down the orchid into the mound of ashes. She stood in the middle of the orchid and let out a manic laugh at the pyre. Her beauty had faded away in her wickedness and jealousy. Her dragon maid, Indigo, couldn’t see the beauty in her as she was now fully transformed into a beasty wicked woman herself.

No amount of pushing, kicking, or yelling would keep them away from me. A flower without its stem is just a pile of loose petals left to go rotten. And when they took me from the nursery to the bathroom I saw that pile of petals laying down on the changing mat. The exact mat where I had to give up almost all of my dignity with my diaper changes. Almost all was gone but I had still that little bit of hope, which was now crushed, ripped apart. Caused by these evil men, by these devils who are guarding my personal hell.