Dream Broken Mirror Novels & Stories

The air in the room was thick with the sound of silence as the shards of the mirror lay scattered across the floor. Bliss stood there, breathless, her body still trembling from the force of the mirror’s shattering. The house had tried to take her, tried to break her spirit and trap her within its walls. But now, with the mirror destroyed, it felt as though the grip the house had on her was starting to loosen, just enough for her to breathe, to feel free.

Fast. And then, like a whisper across my mind, I heard it again—the same voice that had spoken to me before at the healer’s. Push him into the mirror. I didn’t think. I lunged, shoving Darren’s body back toward the mirror. Instead of crashing through it, he vanished into the glass like smoke. Then the voice spoke again, softer, more urgent. Break the mirror. I grabbed the nearest thing I could—a mug—and hurled it at the mirror. The glass shattered into a thousand glittering pieces. I could hear screaming—his screaming—fading as the shards hit the ground.

Either accept me or lose everything. My chest was thumping with my heart. I had trembling hands. Light flickered on the Soul Mirror in my arms. Now, I stood between two realities. And I didn’t know which one would break first—me… or the mirror. There was a pulse in the mirror. It was too late, but I took a step back. I fell again, but this time I plunged inside myself as the ground underneath me shattered like glass. I was immediately encircled by a room. Known.

“I’m not here to win, Sarah. I’m here to take back what has always been mine.” Sarah’s gaze shifted to the mirror hanging on the wall. Her face contorted with fury as she drew back her fist and slammed it into the glass. The mirror cracked, fractures spreading across the surface like spider webs. Blood welled on her knuckles where glass had cut skin. I looked at the mirror, seeing my own reflection broken into pieces. Fragmented versions of myself staring back from different angles. Sarah’s voice came out low, dangerous. “That reflection… broken into pieces… that’s how you’ll end in this war.”

"I know you don't like this wedding, but I hope to God you'll atleast try to enjoy it. A wedding day is a scarred day, no matter the situation." "Duh! I'm not going to listen to your craps, woman." She slowly opened her eyes, and the woman she was staring at doesn't look at her in the slightest bit. The woman before her was a mirror. "What did you do, Samirah? This doesn't look like me." She whispered slowly, still gazing at herself from the mirror.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

It was 8:30am. "I have to go check on Noel.." I mumbled. I got up from bed and brushed my teeth and headed out of my room. I stopped in my tracks when I noticed Hazel sleeping peacefully on the couch in the living room with a book in her hand. "Did she fall asleep while reading?" I smiled and walked towards her. On my way, I ended up bumping into the marble vase on the table beside her and it shattered on the floor with a loud clank. Surprised by the loud noise, Hazel woke up and stared at me, and then at the floor where the broken pieces laid.

"I love you, Carolina." Karen raised her head to meet the same golden eyes as Xavier's, only to realize that she no longer saw herself in Rylan's arms. Instead, the man turned his body and she saw her own face in a large mirror. That confused her. Why was she seeing herself in a mirror that should be reflecting Rylan and Carolina? But before she could think any further, she heard a cracking sound and the mirror began to break. The cracks became more and more numerous and larger and larger, until the mirror finally broke into a million pieces. Sharp shards flew towards her and dug into her soft skin, causing sharp pain.

Luna realized that they were trapped in a reflection of their fears, trapped within the illusions. "No more," Luna growled, her gaze unwavering. "We will break these illusions and reclaim the relics." Elias nodded, his eyes blazing with determination. He charged towards the mirror, his inner strength propelling him forward. With a mighty blow, he shattered the mirror into a thousand shards.

And now, she wasn’t sure if there was anything left to save. With a shaky breath, Cassia rose from the couch and made her way to the large mirror that hung on the wall. She stared at her reflection, at the woman she had become. Her once flawless appearance was now marred by the toll of sleepless nights and endless worry. Her eyes, once bright with confidence, were now hollow and tired. She barely recognized herself. And for the first time in a long time, she allowed herself to feel the full weight of her remorse.