Black Mirror Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath I opened my mouth to speak when I felt a strange stinging sensation in my left shoulder. "Wait.. what was that? What have you done to me?" I was scared and unable to move from the spot. My legs instantly collapsed causing me to end up in a heap on the forest ground. "No!" I heard someone scream but then everything around me went dark.

Quinn nudged her shoulder, lightly. They sat in silence as Oshey gathered her courage. "I have seen a dark place, where the sky is almost purple. I saw a warehouse, and I saw green and red lights. I remember something about white light or the color white. I don't know. I also saw you and me. We weren't here, we were in the mountains. I remember I was upset about something. It’s all jumbled in my head and I can’t distinguish what is real and what is dreams.” "Can you be any more cryptic?" Quinn chuckled and pulled Oshey into a hug.

The mirror, right, we have to get to the mirror. “THE DOOR WON’T BUDGE!” We hear a shout from the terrace on the third floor. More people shouted and starts to run around thinking that it is the end of their lives. The black matter is still getting bigger and bigger, the one on the ceiling has already reached the walls, the one on the chandelier has already spread on the floor. It turns everything it touches into black like it is eating everything it gets to put its hands on.

He had the most comfortable feeling so far as he could remember in his entire life, and it was even accompanied by a sweet dream. All he knew was when he closed his eyes, and his lids covered over the surface of his eyes, darkness welcome, and in an instant, a light suddenly shone through, eating away the darkness that previously covered his eyes. The white light then transitioned quickly, and he found his vision covered with a dream-like scene. It was like the sky was split into two, and he was standing on the other part. It reminded him of the Uyuni Salt Flats in Bolivia when he went to the country for a business trip, one of the scenes that he personally considered as the most magical and

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

Stopping by the latter's head,he looked downwards and gave him a blank stare. "Pawns always go first." He growled as the blood began to flow to his eyes. ********** Daniel could not believe current dilemma. One moment,he was part of a three-man rescue army in front of a mansion.The next thing he remembered was a blinding blue light in his face and now he was in another place.

I don’t have much food left and I’m starting to have to fill up my water bottles in the sink. Maybe they’ll just leave me here to starve, I thought. No, they said they wanted me, they have to want me for something … sex? I mean they hadn’t so far tried anything but what the hell else could they want? I took a lot of showers, since it was about the only time I felt normal. It was the only time I could close my eyes and feel like I was escaping, like I was home. I had been asleep for a while, there was no way to know how long. When I woke up it was pitch black in the room, those fuckers cut off the light!

The massive door at the end of the room opened wider. Cold wind rushed in. Then darkness beyond the doorway slowly lit up. And Lena froze. It looked like a city. But wrong. Everything was drenched in red light. Buildings leaned at unnatural angles. Streetlights flickered violently. Store windows were shattered. Cars sat abandoned in the middle of roads. And not a single human sound existed. No voices. No traffic. Nothing. Just silence. Too much silence. Noah whispered, “What is that?” Mira answered quietly. “A trap.”

“You would know that I have never been good at sentimentalities. You would know that I prefer the truth, no matter how much it burns.” ​The Resonance Mirror flared to life. A wall of brilliant, inverted white light erupted between the copper pillars. The effect was instantaneous and violent. The shadow did not just flinch; it screamed. But it was not Winnie’s scream. It was a sound like metal tearing, a high frequency shriek that made the windows of the Hub shatter in their frames. In the reflection of the mirror, the Winnie I had been hearing vanished. In its place was a jagged, multi-limbed thing of gray smoke and iron needles. It was a fragment of a Harvester ship, compressed into a paras

Across the room, the Blackwood brothers held court—Caspian cool and commanding, Thane networking, Miguel and Liam laughing with sponsors, Hans fresh off a match win and surrounded by admirers. Georgia arrived alone, stunning in emerald, head high despite the whispers. Mr. Blackwood was conspicuously absent. Raheem was there too, across the ballroom with Zayn at his side—close, but not touching. They’d reconciled. The night started perfectly. Music pulsed, laughter echoed, cameras flashed. Then everything shattered. It began with the screens. The massive LED walls that usually displayed art installations flickered once, then went black. Gasps rippled through the crowd as people wondered what