Black Mirror Novels & Stories

“The North didn't just steal the land. They stole the blood. They are the parasites of the Moon.” The image began to distort. The black fog from the vision started to bleed out of the Obsidian Mirror, swirling around my wrists like oily snakes. The "Feedback" was starting. The Mirror began to vibrate, a high-pitched shriek of stone against stone. "Elara, pull back!" Malachi’s voice sounded miles away.

She showed him the feeling of the silver-dagger hitting the floor. She gave the "Admin" a dose of his own "Logic." The young Silas Thorne let out a shriek of absolute, animal terror. His silver-white armor began to "Rot." The "Clean Room" of the laboratory unwove into a world of "Biological Remorse." The Mirror shattered. It didn't break into shards of glass. It broke into "Shards of Reality." Silas Blackwood, Lyra, and Kaelen were thrown back through the "Sepia" static, their "Twin Frequency" detonating in a final, terminal pillar of "Unmapped" starlight.

Years since I’d faced HIM. My movements were deliberate, each step bringing me closer to the wall-sized mirror shrouded in a heavy black cloth. Stopping just before it, I reached out, my fingers curling around the fabric. A deep breath steadied me before I pulled it away, revealing the mirror. But there was no reflection staring back at me. Only an endless void of darkness. This was no ordinary mirror. It wasn’t meant to reflect the physical world. It was a gateway—a link to a world I wished I could forget. A reminder of my darkest secret.

That night, as Jason shut his eyes, he saw flashes of himself, filled with rage, standing over a man he had shot dead. Other images of five men flashed in, lying lifeless in different positions, at different locations. He felt relieved, breathing the metallic scent of their blood before walking out of there. He was dressed as Black Moon and the wind played with his black jacket which was as dark as a heart void of forgiveness. He opened his eyes, watching the ceiling. "I'm almost there, Rose." He smiled and averted his gaze at Stacy before laying a soft kiss on her cheeks.

He sighed. *sigh* And raised a hand to massage his temples. "A class 4 dark artifact…" He mumbled, and Director Bones asked about it. "What is it?" "The Mirror of Erised. Is an artifact that shows in its reflection the deepest desire that the person looking at has. Until here there would be no problems, but the mirror entrances the user and viewer to continue looking at its reflection and do nothing more. This mirror killed a lot of people by starvation simply by showing them their deepest desire being realised."

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

"Agite Tenebrae Abyssi" Light and flashed the gate is open. Upon the distinct crimson color that engulfs the place, a black electric wave flows within the lines, curves, and words of the circle. As the black-colored electric waves pave, screams of pain, agony, and death can be heard. With the sacrifice that’s been taken, and the corpses are being absorbed from within and somewhat out of nowhere, he smiles as he laughs while screaming. “Wonderful, just wonderful!”

I cried out as I found myself sinking into the thoughts that could have never appeared in the mind of a stable person. I couldn't see anything else, everything came off vivid. Suddenly, a voice appeared on my mind, "Mom! Mom! What should I do?", the young 17-year-old teen, Seo-yeon called for her mother to help her. "What happened? Why are you calling me? Seo-yeon, my child, why are you crying?", Her mother approached her. "Mom... I.. I.. killed her.. there was blood everywhere.. Mom, he was there too. Now, what should I do? I.. I... couldn't stop myself.. I drank her blood, mom.Now what should I do?! H-help me, mom, please."The young teen was in blot out of blue and scared. She could have n

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

The shadows surged forward— Desperate now. “No—” But Ariana was already moving. Running toward it. Toward the one thing they didn’t want her to reach. The darkness tore apart as she pushed through— Their voices rising— Panicked— “No, you can’t go back there!” Back. The word hit her mid-step. Her breath caught. Back? Back to where? And then— She saw it. Not a door. Not a light. A mirror. Cracked. Faint. Almost invisible. But in it—