The Unwanted Cinderella's Transformation Novels & Stories

"I don't need a car or a big house. I just want Mom and Dad to be with me forever. That's enough." [Damn, the villainess makes me laugh. I bet Nadia is dying of regret right now. Look at how pretentious she's being!] [The princess life only belongs to Nancy, the female lead. The villainess should just stay in her lane.] Stephen and Linda were so moved by my words that they teared up. Meanwhile, Nancy just snorted. "You're still so fake." I watched Nancy and the Quills drive off in the Maybach, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips.

Susie felt shivers down her spine as she glanced up at the condescending look plastered on Xander's face. "W-wai... Your Highness... This..." Mikhail said as he tried to defend Susie. "This witch had tried to sell of the young children into slavery and was involved not only with animal trafficking but also human trafficking! Even if the hero demanded to release her, the cost is too high." Xander said with a sigh as he pressed Susie on the balustrade and showed the crowds her face. "Xander..." Susie growled as she glared at him. Xander spared her a cold glance and then ordered his knights to hold her back.

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

His mother. Duchess Christine was a fierce woman. She loved power and she wanted her ideas to always be adopted. She hated competition and she was strict about prestige. Calvin was the only person who treated her like a normal person. Many looked at her in admiration or fear. Calvin was disgusted by the way she treated many people like second class citizens. And she had this unexplained hatred for Americans. "There you are", Christine sighed once she found him, "what are you wearing?" "They're called clothes, Mom". He rolled his eyes. She ignored his remark and forced him inside.

Her head skin ached like it was on fire, but when she sees her attacker struggling in the dirty mossy lake, she feels extremely gloating. Five years as a concubine has turned Karen Goodwill from a meek, simple and gentle girl to tough and strong. Five years of humiliation and suffering from the women around Gordon Williams helped Karen come to her senses. Karen has told herself again and again that in this world, no one can protect her but herself. Sophia Joyner seems to be going crazy. She scrambles up from the stinking lake and keeps cursing Karen Goodwill. Karen looked at Gordon with big surprise, her eyes seemed to say: So your taste is really so bad?

The next thing I knew, I was back on the ground with the rogue attempting to strip my chest bare. “I SAID, GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME!!” I pushed him with all my might, taking him by surprise. He crashed into a nearby tree, the impact jarring his back. Without hesitation, I repeated the move on the other young rogue. As I stood up, I felt a profound shift within me. Energy surged through my body, reshaping it. Limbs stretched and transformed into strong, padded paws. My skin erupted in shades of gray and white, ultimately giving way to a striking silver coat. My face extended into a muzzle, and my ears migrated to the top of my head. With a final impulse, I dropped to all fours, embracing

“Tragic. Follow me, Cinderella. We’re turning that pumpkin into a Rolls Royce.” Before I could protest, two women in matching black jumpsuits materialized from the shadows like fashion ninjas. One had a tape measure slung over her shoulder like a weapon, and the other was already holding swatches of fabric. “I really don’t think I need—wait, where are we going?!” I yelped as they ushered me toward the back. Ricardo waved dramatically. “To the Temple of Transformation!” Logan gave me a wink. “You’ll thank me later.”

he smiled and bent his elbow; she was a little embarrassed and reached out to hug him. "That woman is the woman just now?" The assistant opened his eyes wide in disbelief. The makeup artist heard his incoherent words and pushed him away fiercely. In the blink of an eye, Cinderella had transformed into a princess. It must be this effect; Nina holding Leonard's arm was like being in the clouds. — "Who do you guys think Young Master Leonard will bring along tonight?" While waiting for the show to start, a group of women started to gossip.

The next day Jewel woke up with crapulence. She sat on her bed reminiscing about everything that happened last night she waited for her husband to return home but turns out he didn't show up. Even having sobriety she manages to take a shower to lessen the pain she's feeling. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and was forlorn about it, she did change a lot. She was once a classy woman, well-groomed, fair skin, elegant, and with no trace of bruises antithetical to the mess and a total trash Jewel she was now.

The story tellers never give the actual tale, the sell what appeases to the eye and heart. Cinderella never had a happy ending, after the fairy gave her new shoes and clothes, she probably had to pay a price, give the fairy her soul, for all eternity after two years. About dreams, we should enjoy beautiful ones while they last and struggle not to wake up. The images around me in the dance floor kept on getting blurry and people appearing in two like some demons from horror movies. God, I was drunk, I gasped as I put a stop to all my thoughts. One wrong move and my inner voice would boldly whisper a string of profanities about everything.