Crushed Crystal Mirror Novels & Stories

CRACK— As the original Celine Diamond's neck broke, the glass in the room shattered into pieces. Cecilia stared blankly at Celine Diamond's soul which seemed to be fading away into tiny bits of glittering glass dust in the wind. Cecilia's third eye became even shinier than before as if absorbing new energy into itself. And as soon as Celine Diamond's soul was annihilated, Cecilia pulled her hand out of the shattered mirror, making a long wound along her arm.

Jasmine explained After saying that Jasmine turned her entire attention to Arban and started chanting a spell “Love that turned evil, let go of body that is in control of spirit… speaking of malevolence, let pure win against evil and return to heart thee cultivate to heed ” The instant Jasmine finished this spell ‘CRACKkkkkkkk…..’a big crack appeared in center of mirror along with a strong force…. luckily mirror was supported by Draco and Zaison who both were men’s with well build physics….. they both used their strength and stopped mirror from falling back because of sudden strong force that was coming from Arban…. in blink of an eye a small crack in center of mirror got spread to all four

There was no way that she could have made it to the washroom. Crystal wiped the vomit from her mouth with a shirt she found on the floor, and then she returned to the mirror. She stood up straight and touched the rose. This will never fade away - she realized, and she punched the mirror with both of her hands in rage. “No!” she shouted. “My life is over...”

He’d done monstrous things, but in the end, he chose their child over power. It didn’t absolve him. But it meant something. She looked down at her hands. “And the child?” Lilith hesitated. “That’s… complicated.” Mira stepped forward and held out a shard of glass—no bigger than a coin, inscribed with flickering runes. It glowed faintly in Ivy’s presence. “This is an Echo Crystal. It reacts only to true heirs of the Flame.” She pressed it near Ivy’s stomach. The crystal pulsed once.

' I exclaimed silently. I quickly picked up the customized face mirror. The handle was made out of gold, and the oval-shaped mirror itself was showered with glittering gems! I almost fainted because it almost fell in the carpet. If it was broken, I don't know if I can pay for it even if I sell myself to a devil. This mirror is such bling-bling. So sparkly and expensively looking! I immediately put the mirror on my face to look at it. My eyes widen when I finally saw the girl in the mirror. I was shocked to say something when a pair of red-violet orbs stared right through me!

I hissed. I slammed my hand against the mirror again and cracks split across its surface, spreading like veins. The reflection’s voice turned desperate. “Rory, stop! You’ll destroy me!” “Good,” I whispered. The mirror broke. Pain burst through my armglass tearing my skin, blood spilling across the floor. I fell to my knees, gasping. The broken bits glowed softly, reflecting not Elias, not Selene but me. A thousand versions of me. Crying. Screaming. Laughing.

Every tree, every rock, every gust of wind seemed to whisper of dangers lurking just beyond the horizon. Lia’s wrist-mark had been flaring with more intensity over the past few days, the power within her growing stronger, and yet more volatile. The strange "Mirror Soul" ability—this gift, or curse—was becoming harder to control. Every time she replicated magic, it drained her energy, leaving her weak and vulnerable. But she couldn’t stop. The Heart of the Greykin was still out there, and it was the only hope for her people. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

The engine roared to life and faded into the distance, leaving me alone in the empty parking lot. Back at our villa, the lavish decor felt cold and empty in the moonlight. I went into the bedroom and took a moonlight crystal from the pouch on the nightstand. This pouch, the one Zephyr used to lock away in his safe, was now just tossed on the cabinet. The pure crystal shimmered in my palm like frozen moonlight. I squeezed my fist. Crack. The sound was sharp in the silent room. Silver dust sifted through my fingers and vanished into the air.

“Come. I saved the best for last—The Mirror of Ecstasies. It shows you the one thing you crave more than anything else... then makes you live it.” The door opened with a low groan that sounded more like a moan. The chamber beyond was dim, illuminated only by a floating mirror suspended in mid-air—seven feet tall and framed in living vines that pulsed with veins of red and violet light. It was warm, humid. The air smelled of jasmine and sweat. Emma stepped in, hesitant. The mirror shimmered, the surface not glass but liquid shadow, swirling with whispers. “The Mirror of Ecstasies,” Terra purred beside her, her voice like honey poured over steel. “This isn’t some toy, Emma. It doesn't lie. It

Only the central altar remained, cracked but unbroken, standing at the heart of a spiral marked in dark stone. Aria approached, the Moonstone fragment glowing brighter now. As she stepped into the center of the spiral, the world shifted again. A hum rose from the earth. And in the air above the altar, a shimmer began to form. It coalesced into a shape—glass-like, floating. A mirror. The mirror. Fractured, just like in her visions. Each shard flickered with light and images—different versions of herself. A girl laughing beside her parents. A warrior drenched in blood. A queen with a crown made of thorns. A mother. A murderer. A martyr.