The Unwanted Cinderella's Transformation Novels & Stories

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.

"It feels like a princess or a fairy in heaven. Everything is so beautiful, isn’t it?" Princess? Fairy? Cara could only smile faintly at the exaggerated comparison. She had long stopped believing in fairy tales. In Cara’s mind, Agatha was painting a world that was far too alien to her. When Cara had agreed to come here, she had envisioned a simple little room with a bed and a study desk. If there wasn’t a bed, she would have been fine sleeping on the floor. But the reality was entirely different. Everything in this house didn’t make her happy—in fact, it only made her feel more pressured.

The others had already left and I was left with the so called Mesta and this bubbly woman. "Can you make it smoky?" I ask serious to the core . She laughs." Of course not darling. That is not so wedding like." After a while she was done. The make up was light and almost natural. Mesta holds out the dress to me. I take it and stumble backwards due to her shove it at me. The woman helps me get into the Cinderella dress. I express my gratitude and she gives me a sorrowful look. I look at the girl in the mirror and she states blankly at me.

“Shawn being tough with her doesn’t mean he is going to be tough with you. But you shouldn’t expect too much either, especially at the beginning of the relationship.” “Of course, I’ll make him know that he has no right to harm my daughter. And you must also speak for yourself. Someone like Shawn wouldn’t regard women that much because of what he has, that's why you need to seduce him. Make him go crazy and he won’t be able to refuse you.” “Obey him and watch him slowly become yours.” I nodded slowly, taking in all that my mother said. “Oh, you were expecting the typical Cinderella story?” She chuckled.

“And I hardly get apologies from people, so I didn’t accept it.” “I understand. You said you felt like Cinderella without the crystal shoes. What if I get you crystal shoes? Will you become Cinderella?” he asked. “No, I won’t.” “Why not?” “If I become Cinderella, that means I have to meet a witch and a prince. But I want to be with my influencer,” she declared. “A prince is bound by rules and regulations. He must dress a certain way, speak and act a certain way. He must also follow strict routines, obey customs, and uphold traditions. Most times, they can’t follow their hearts because it’s not what the kingdom wants,” she said and sighed.

I count to three in my head and smile. "Well, thanks, step-sis." Now I'm the one who's dusting off nothing from the front of her shirt. She steps back and her lips turn down in a sneer, as if disgusted that I just touched her. I ignore her reaction and continue. "But you see, in all three Sequels, Cinderella always got her happily ever after, because no matter how you try to fit in someone else's shoe in order to have what rightfully belongs to them, or what they've earned fair an square, you prove to be lesser than them and totally jealous."

I hope no one will take it away from her, I hope no one will change her the way she is because if that man really loves her, then he'll accept everything from her including her flaws and imperfections. "Come on, tour me around with your new look. Let's make the world see how great godmother I am, Cinderella," I said as I locked my arms with her and walked making her chuckle with my sudden behavior. If Carmen was here, the three of us would've been together now and I'm sure she'll also like her as our new friend, the innocent, the not-so-innocent, and the tainted-- just kidding. "Can you show me the library please?" I joked treating her like a tour guide and she chuckled

We are so much in love, that he would do anything for me…which includes impregnating another woman to fulfill our happiness of having a family, due to unfortunate circumstances I am unable to fulfill that wish of ours and that’s when Xander and I came up with the plan. We decided to choose someone vulnerable and naïve…such as yourself. We searched a long time for ‘our womb’ until you came along. We were unsure at first until Xander told me that you meet all the requirements…you were pretty, kind, and smart as well since you were studying medicine. That’s when we decided to put our plan into action.

He told me to prepare at 12:00 midnight and he's going to wake me up and show me something. I was very eager to know what he wanted to show me and then at that time I was awake he took me up to the roof of the building he told me I should watch him transform which I did and it was very scary but then I had to try and I noticed that I have the features already that was how I transformed and became happy that I was one of them. The news spread around the pack everybody was happy for me and after some days we finally got married.

A smirk tugged at my lips, though inside I felt a dark satisfaction rising. So that’s it. She’s willing to sell herself for money. For just five hundred dollars. Pathetic. So cheap. And exactly what I wanted. “As I said earlier,” I replied, my tone low and mocking, “I don’t do charity. You’ve to earn it.” I thought she was joking. But then her trembling hands slid to the edge of her dress, and before I could second-guess her, the fabric began to fall. One piece at a time. Slow. Hesitant. Almost defiant.