Bare Reflections Novels & Stories

My wolf disappeared from the mirror and I was able to see my human reflection. I walked away from the mirror, took my black fur jacket from my closet, took my purse from my bed and headed out of my room going downstairs to meet the rest. While I was coming downstairs, I noticed Alpha Jackson and Simon standing not too close from the last step, staring at me. Alpha was putting on a maroon and black colour tuxedo and a black shoe, he always looks good. Gosh! I feel embarrassed right now. I tried to avoid eye contact with both especially Jackson, their looks almost made me tripped on the stairs. Finally, I got to where they were and Jackson held my hands looking worried.

Knowing that it will pale in comparison to what's coming in the next few months is surreal. "Tiff," I break away again and pull back to look at her. "Um… can we do something?"

Again My reflection in the mirror across the room brings me back to my reality. Pale skin, shadows under my eyes and a hollowness I can never quite shake. I barely recognize myself anymore. I now remain a silver of the man I used to be. Thirty-two and worn thin by a past that refuses to stay buried.

They were standing barefoot on a mirror. A world made of smooth, glassy ground stretching out in every direction, reflecting a sky that wasn’t a sky, just a swirl of memory and data and choices they hadn’t made yet. No sun. No stars. Just themselves. Perfectly visible in the mirrored floor beneath their feet. Only… The reflections didn’t match. Sera stared down. Her reflection smiled back at her. But not with her face. With Mira’s. Not as a mother. Not as a scientist.

Something in the stone recognized me. not for the reason I returned as For what I left behind without apology. I put both of my hands on the basin's rim. Whispered: > “Take it back. The narrative I’ve held it too long.” There was no shimmer to the water. It darkened. Not ominously. Deliberately. like a person who chooses to sleep before remembering. Lila I stood alone near the mirror seam. The crack was wider now. Inside: not shimmer. Not airy. A tree.

Later that night, as darkness enveloped the Mirabella Estate, Autumn found herself transfixed by her reflection in the antique mirror hanging in her room. The glass fogged gently around the edges, but her reflection remained clear and sharp, an eerie contrast. Just as the image began to wane, it revealed a chilling sight—a smile, wide and inexplicable, unfurled across her mirrored self.

"Should I fix on my own or he hired some makeup artists in his house?" "Yes miss he hired someone and you'll come with him to his house." "Oh! Okay." The boxes have a logo named Experansa, which is an expensive brand. It has a shiny red gown inside, while the other box has a five inches red pump and the last one which is the smallest among the three boxes contains a necklace, bracelet and earrings. My jaw drop when I tried it out. "This is so damn gorgeous," I said and turned around. I'm in the middle of admiring myself in the mirror when my phone beeped and it was a message from Brigor

She’d sneak them back to the trunk in the morning. The book was old, with patterns engraved into the leather cover and there were burn marks around the edges, too. Like someone tried to burn the book. Gemma shook her head and tucked the brown leather book away in the spacious cavity. The ornate mirror was harder to handle because of its weight, and Gemma was more careful with it. But she wanted a closer look at it. Its frame looked like silver. Evan was correct. The mirror’s reflection was off. She could not see her own image in it. Gemma needed to concentrate and stare hard into the glass to make out anything.

I was going to be the diamond in the rough. The dress slipped easily over me and I got to work smoothing it and then standing back in front of my dressing mirror to view it properly. Yes, yes, and yes. The way the green went perfectly against the dark red of my hair was perfect. I smiled in satisfaction and immediately went for matching suede leather heels. They weren't ten inches nor were they uncomfortable. They fitted just right. Once I was done with the dress and the shoe, I got to work with my makeup. Nothing over the top. I just powdered my face, applied mascara and liner. The most important accessory, however, wasn't the dress, shoes, or any makeup. I opened the drawer I had kept the

REBORNED Episode four Dierdre POV I opened my eyes , it was blur but it became clearer. The ceiling was like the type in my room and I sat up and looked around......it was my room . Gladys was resting on the wall and Nona was sitting on a chair, she smiled at me and I reciprocated with a light smile. I wanted to stand up from my bed but Gladys restricted me from doing that by pulling me down. "Are you okay?" Nona asked softly.