A Cinderella Story (One Direction Love Story)

A Cinderella Story (One Direction Love Story)

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When you're little and people ask you what you want to be when you grow up your answers are simple: a princess, a prince, a fairy, a firefighter, etc. As you grow older you find out that there is no such thing as magic. You realize that princesses don't exist and that there's no such thing as happy endings. My entire life depended on magic, that was until my mom died. I still believed in happy endings but it wasn't the same. Then, my father died and left me with his wife and her daughters, that was when I lost all hope on the word happiness. Now I'm stuck as her slave without a prince to come to my rescue. By the way my name's Sky and this is my living hell. Join me on the roller coaster that I call life, there will be tears, pain, hate, fights, but most of all there will be love.
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(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

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