Cinder & Ella

A great character needs trials to overcome—experiences to give them depth, to make them vulnerable, relatable, and likable. Good characters need hardships to make them strong. The idea makes sense, but it still sucks if you’re the heroine.

true beauty comes from inside a person. If you feel beautiful, then you’ll look beautiful to others no matter what’s on the surface.

A real man would have fought to be with the woman he loved—social class be damned.

We’re Cinder and Ella, woman! We’re supposed to get our fairy-tale ending!

Ella, wherever you are, if you’re out there listening, I love you. You are my entire world. You’ve always said you thought Cinder was a coward for doing what the people expected of him instead of following his heart. Well, I’m not a coward. This Prince Cinder chooses his Ellamara. I choose you, Ella, and I’m not going to let you be a coward, either. I’m not going to let my fame scare you away. We’re Cinder and Ella, woman! We’re supposed to get our fairy-tale ending!

You want to know why you’ve never been able to make me cry?” I asked. “Because you’re trying to tear down someone who’s already hit rock bottom. You can’t make me feel any worse about myself than I already do.

The problem with fairy tales is that most of them begin with tragedy.

How about, ‘And they lived happily ever after’?

You took away the numbness. You made me remember how to feel, how to care about someone other than myself.

Smile for the camara, Ellamara,” he whispered. “I promise I won’t bite.” But even as he promised this, his teeth gently nipped my ear. Now I did gasp, and he laughed again. “Not hard, anyway.” he amended.

EllaTheRealHero : You wouldn ’ t know normal if it bit you on your ridiculously good-looking face. Cinder458 : You ’ ve never seen my face. How do you know it ’ s good-looking? EllaTheRealHero : Because no ugly person could have an ego as big as yours.

Are you blushing right now, Ellamara?” “I’m pretty sure even my grandmother is blushing in her grave after that visual, Cinder.

The Easter Bunny could have come down the chimney armed with machine guns and opened fire on the house, and everyone would have been less surprised.

I couldn’t stop the snort that escaped me. If he really was friends with Cinder, it was no wonder why. They were two peas in a pod.” He arched a brow at me and folded his arms stiffly over his chest. “I thought you just said Cinder was one of the greatest characters of all time.” I matched his stubbornness. “Every great character makes mistakes. Cinder was wise by the end and able to rule over his people only because Ellamara taught him how to think beyond himself. He was a great character, but—” “I know, I know,” Brian interrupted with an over-the-top sight. “Ellamara was the real hero.

These aren’t glass slippers,” Brian said, dangling the gloves in the air, “but if I have to try them on every girl in LA to find my princess, I will.

he was sporting a leather jacket and a five o’clock shadow that made you want to defy your parents, jump on the back of his motorcycle, and let him drive you off into the sunset after having had his name tattooed somewhere on your body.

There are only two kinds of women in the world for me now, Kenneth: Ella and Not Ella. I’ll never be able to settle for anyone but her, and now I’ve lost her again.

There are people out there that will be able to see past your scars to the girl inside.

My therapist played your interview in front of everyone I know. I was the only one who hadn’t seen it. I had no idea what was going on and everyone stared at me the whole time. I had to watch that interview with my father standing over my shoulder. It was so embarrassing.” Brian crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. “My love for you is embarrassing?” Miracle of miracles, I managed to keep a straight face. “There’s such a thing as subtlety, Brian. You could benefit from a few lessons on the subject.” I’d been doing well, but when Brian’s face fell into a pout I burst into laughter. “I loved it.

Brian Oliver was hot on TV. In person, he was downright mesmerizing.

I didn't realize upping our relationship to phone buddies would come with a boyfriend title. Does that mean if we ever meet in person, we'll have to get married?

What made you say that?” I was hardly able to speak loud enough to be heard. Brian’s face smoothed out and he shrugged his shoulders. “It was what you were going to say.” “Yes, but how did you know? Why did you say those particular words?” We both knew I already knew the answer. Brian leaned forward in his chair, watching me with a new intensity. His grin turned positively wicked and he whispered, “Say car for me.” Next

My heart was breaking, but I knew I’d never be able to give him up even if it was going to hurt every time I spoke to him

Brian! Brian! Won’t you give us a statement before you go inside?” Brian stopped walking. A hush fell over the crowd. The atmosphere turned almost reverent as the world waited to hear what Brian Oliver would say. I hoped, for his sake, whatever he came up with was good. I had a feeling this moment of ours was going to go down in Hollywood history. Brian looked at the man and then back at me. His grin spread the entire length of his face and he said, “How about, ‘And they lived happily ever after’?

It took all the acting skills I possessed to sound like a politely concerned friend instead of the jealous asshole I was.

Green Bay? Are you seriously a cheesehead?

himself. “I blamed you for my unhappiness.” I closed my eyes against my tears, but they escaped

Brian looked at the man and then back at me. His grin spread the entire length of his face and he said, “How about, ‘And they lived happily ever after’?