The Other Cinderella: The Other Tales

By Beka Gremikova

How far would you go for your happily ever after?

The fairy godmother Amelie has a secret. She's in love with Cinderella's prince - so in love, she'd give up her powers to be with him.

Amelie also has a plan. Kick Cinderella out of her own fairytale and snag the prince for herself.

But the fairy godmother doesn't realize she may not be the only one with a plot - and sometimes, fairytales bite back.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beka Gremikova
• Release date: Aug 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201382537

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The Other Cinderella

Beka Gremikova

Copyright © 2022 by Beka Gremikova

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No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblances within these pages to events, places, incidents, or actual persons living or dead, are coincidental.

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Paperback ISBN: 978-1-7782889-0-6

For all those who have had to learn their

Life Lessons the Hard Way.

The Other Cinderella

The carriage careened around the bend in the road, and the echo of the horses’ hooves thundered in my ears. I reached out to steady myself, trying to soothe the frantic pounding of my human heart. Though I raced towards my dream, I felt dogged by nightmares. Beyond the carriage window, night fell like a shroud of soft black feathers, and the sliver of moon did little to lighten the gloom.

A shout pierced the air. The horses shrieked before the carriage lurched to a stop. I toppled forward and caught myself against the opposite seat. Wood creaked; Jacques, the driver, dismounted from his bench. His voice was low and urgent as he commiserated with someone outside.

I sank back into the plush, crimson cushions. Of its own accord, my hand reached into the flowing sleeve of my gown for the familiar weapon I always carried. But my fingers closed around empty air.

No wand sat snug in my sleeve, waiting to be called upon. I had no magic to protect myself.