Bela Lugosi Mirror Novels & Stories

“Because you might have discovered something we can use against Benedict. The Cursed Mirror allows people inside to have a glimpse of the truth they don’t know yet through illusion.” A glimpse of the truth? I recalled what I had seen back inside and I turned still, staring at Lucius’ back. No, it couldn’t be. My father would never tell me those things and it was impossible Lucius was my mate. We had been around each other for days now. If we were mated, we should have known it already. He must be bluffing. Or maybe the mirror doesn’t always work that way. “Nothing. I didn’t see anything,” I said and walked to the door, avoiding more possible questions he might throw.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Miranda walked into the maid's room and positioned herself in front of the mirror that hung on the wall. It was an old, vintage piece with intricate designs etched into its golden frame. It was a full-length mirror, standing tall and proud against the wall. The glass itself was slightly warped, adding a subtle distortion to the reflection it cast.

After taking her bath, She wrapped the towel around her chest, And walked towards the large standing mirror she stood before it to see how she looks, She was mesmerized by her own beauty She was not even allowed to see mirrors in leo's palace, There was absolutely no place to even get a mirror, As Lori scrutinizes her body, She saw the big crescent mark on her collarbone area, this mark has been there for years and it hurts like a red hot iron being pressed on her skin everytime the full blue moon comes out.. She looked out of the window it was evening and the sun was settling, the cloud was getting dark and the moon was crescent and forming into a full moon gradually.

“ So it's believable, right? I was a bit worried that they would see the real me.” “Have you looked in the mirror?” I asked. “No, I was a bit worried about what I would see.” She looked down at her hands as she fidgeted with them. “Come on.” I placed my hands on her lower back, ushered her into her room, and showed her the mirror. Her eyes widened in shock. “Wow! I look so different.” “I did tell you that I had the camp's greatest makeover artist.” I smiled. “I hope he isn't just good at making people. I'd like to have him do my makeup when all this is over.” She grinned at the mirror.

Now that she did, it turned out that George was so impressive in the bed. Noticing the weird stare Sigrid was giving him, Lucas did not understand what was going on. "This broken mirror is a Purification Mirror, and it can also be used to exorcise spirits. That's what he claims," Elizabeth told Sigrid. Sigrid stared at the mirror, trying to see if there was any mechanism that could directly turn this mirror into an exorcising tool. However, after inspecting it for a long time, she still couldn't wrap her head around it.

"yh me too.. I do hear of her but I taught she was quack... I didn't know she was this powerful" "She is Powerful". Louis corrected and Boston immediately mouthed an apology. Silence befalled them as the rustling of leaves and breeze occupied their hearing. Louis mind went back to the writing he saw in the mirror YOU BELONG TO ME!!! How???... was the mirror referring to him?. in what way does he belong to a Mirror?. or is it another trick inside Ayanna's Domain. 🌬️Maybe it's another trick inside Ayanna's Domain 🌬️. his subconscious said to him and he chuckled

Alisia said, before returning to her call. "You ain't going on no video call with you looking like that." Layla said, visibly shuddering as she ran her eyes over me. "What? Why? Do I look that bad?" I asked, suddenly feeling insecure. Layla headed to the table at the other end of the room, fished out an object from her purse, and scurried back to my side at the hospital bed. She held up the object in her hand and I saw that it was a foldable mirror; she unfolded the mirror and held it in front of my face to allow me a clear view of my appearance.

“Thanks to you.” Lucian offered her his arm, but she waved him off. “I’m fine.” They moved to leave the chamber. Before he stepped away, Elias glanced at the mirror one more time. The figure in the mirror turned—and their face changed. It looked almost like— No. He shut his eyes.

Alisia said, before returning to her call. "You ain't going on no video call with you looking like that." Layla said, visibly shuddering as she ran her eyes over me. "What? Why? Do I look that bad?" I asked, suddenly feeling insecure. Layla headed to the table at the other end of the room, fished out an object from her purse, and scurried back to my side at the hospital bed. She held up the object in her hand and I saw that it was a foldable mirror; she unfolded the mirror and held it in front of my face to allow me a clear view of my appearance.