She’s running from her title and a man she doesn’t love.
He’s just a farm boy who dreams of becoming more.
She has all the luxuries in the world but is never truly happy.
He is forced to sleep in a barn and treated like a slave.
She just wants to be invisible; he just wants to be seen
When their two worlds collide, can they really live out their perfect dream?
Throw in a hint of magic, a glass slipper and a ball.
Add two nasty stepbrothers and then just maybe, love can conquer all.
Targeted Age Group:: YA/ NEW ADULT
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I've always loved fairy-tales. Since opening my first Snow White pop-up book at the age of five, the magic has never left me. So, I wanted to write a retelling that aims a little older, which still holds the magic of the original Cinderella, but also has a slightly darker edge and a hint of passion. The idea of reversing all the roles really appealed too!
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
The down and out Cinderella part changed to a unlucky farm boy, Ash, whose step-brothers call him Ashes, like ash and cinders.
Ellie, a variation on Cinderella, became the prince role, a princess trapped by her title.
Gus, the pot-bellied pig was originally Gus the mouse, and so on.
I bolt upright. I’ve must’ve fallen asleep. The rickety wooden door bangs relentlessly against the frame. Rain explodes furiously above me on the old rotten roof. Gus grunts. I lean over and pat him.
“It’s okay boy. It’s just a storm. Go back to sleep.”
There it is again. Shit, something’s in here! Carefully, I rise to my feet. Grabbing my weapon, I tiptoe closer to the sound. It’s dark, but I have the advantage; I know this place like the back of my hand. My heart’s hammering against my chest, but I’ve taken on enough wild animals and brothers in my life, so I don’t know why I’m feeling so anxious. Whatever this is, it shouldn’t have chosen my barn to raid. A shadow catches my eye as it drunkenly stumbles about knocking buckets over. The figure is cloaked, with its back to me.
“Jack? Is that you?” I whisper, expecting him to turn and laugh in my face. I often catch him hanging around. The figure is still, which is unnerving. I don’t think this is Jack.
“Show yourself!” I demand, trying to hide the shake from my voice.
The figure straightens up. I relax a little, as I’m at least a foot taller than him. I walk forward, rake up, ready to attack. “I said…show yourself.” I point my weapon at its hooded head. “Show yourself or I’ll be forced to…”
“Put the rake down.”
“A girl?” I lower the rake slightly, but not fully. This could be a trick. She may have a gang waiting outside. There’s talk about town, of gangs looting local farms. “You’re a girl?”
“That’s right. Now put it down before I put you down,” she hisses.
“Feisty. I like that.” I reach in my back pocket for my torch.
“No sudden moves…I mean it.” She’s well spoken; maybe she’s trying to disguise her voice.
“Did my brothers put you up to this?”
“If you don’t back off …you’ll be sorry.” I can’t help but laugh. “I’m not joking you…you great lug!”
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