Quote by K.M. Shea

“He took Cinderella’s basket from her and passed her his. Cinderella accepted the exchange and started weaving willow branches into his neater basket as…

— K.M. Shea

“I suddenly felt the way Cinderella might have felt if she hadn’t had that convenient midnight curfew: my feet were hurting, my hair was…

— J.M. Richards

“Cinderella frowned as she wrestled thin willow branches into place, trying her hand at making a wicker basket. One of the maids had left…

— K.M. Shea

“She didn't look like a Willow Queen. Of course, I'm not sure what exactly I expected - maybe something akin to Glinda the Good…

— Richelle Mead

“Finally, she'd given up, basking in the freaking glow of the most amazing experience she'd ever had.[...] Last night had overflowed with magical trappings,…

— Joey W. Hill

“It seemed for a moment as if something was there, loitering between the knurled and towering cherry trees, a flash of a presence as…

— Hazel Butler

“Cinderella considered joining the line until she caught a whiff of the refreshments. Food, she thought, abandoning her goal and following her nose. Tables”

— K.M. Shea

“She was willow-branch thin, had a cap of yellow hair, and a sad sort of vulnerability was wafting from her, making the night smell…

— Sarah Addison Allen

“As the next Cinderella, she would have to marry whichever fairytale prince ended up in her story. But she couldn't help making a small,…

— Shannon Hale

“I'm betting Cinderella didn't feel this foolish, but then again, Cinderella wasn't as clumsy as an intoxicated walrus.”

— Anna Banks

“But it was time to realize that I wasn't Cinderella, and no matter how hard I wished it were true, life wasn't a fairy…

— Michelle Madow

“Maybe Cinderella didn’t live happily ever after. Maybe, come midnight, she wanted to run away. Maybe her price wouldn’t let her. Mine didn’t.”

— J.M. Darhower