Gemstone Mirror Novels & Stories

They weren’t real. But little did I know that time, I’d be experiencing those in a literal way. Like, seriously. In a gut-wrenching, stomach-twisting literal way. And it all started when I brought an artifact back in my place. The six-foot-tall mirror looked classic, ancient, but it didn’t scream precious. For starters, the frame wasn’t gilded. It was made of metal that looked like bronze. It wasn’t adorned with rubies or diamonds too. It was just simple, little flowers and elegant curves carved on its sides.

I gasp, surprised and confused “But, why?” Walking through the library, heading toward the darkened back, flames light up against the wall as we pass, illuminating our path. “Because of this,” Althea stops, holding up her hand. Both Crimson and I turn to face what she is showing us. “A mirror?” Crimson scoffs, “What makes this mirror special enough to kill and almost wipe out a Pride?” His words die off when his eyes land on the enormous frosted, looking glass. Framed by an unknown dark metal that swirls and bends around the clouded mirror, carved with images of Jaguars, Bears, Wolfs, and humans, all the way to the top. In the center of the frame, sits an emblem of twisted vines and swords t

“Baby would be happy.” “Oh girl, you pout like that and I could never say no.” Ryan spoke almost like mush. Avalon squealed as she lead him to the food court to get some food. Rosalie chuckled happily as she leaned into Asrar some more till her eyes caught something in the store. It was a jewelry story with a beautiful silver crescent moon. A diamond sitting at the bottom. Asrar looked over at what she was looking at with a smile. He walked her over so she could look at it.

Ruvyn turned around and smiled widely when he spotted Jimmy arriving with his mother. "He came." All the guests stopped dancing or drinking to see the two Gemmas entering the hall in the most elegant way. The woman's hand was around Jimmy's arm as she greeted the creatures with a charming smile. She was wearing a long silk dress with the same colour as her hair and around her neck was a necklace with a shiny Ruby, a gift she received from her loved one years ago. She looked as breathtaking as her son who was wearing a white silk shirt and a red velvet jacket embroidered with gold. It matched perfectly with the ball's theme.

A heartbeat later, a small ancient mirror that was no bigger than his palm appeared in his hand. At first glance, the mirror looked like an ordinary bronze antique that could be seen in a mortal household. The surface was smooth and plain with no patterns, carvings, or inscriptions along the edge. The color was dull, and the whole thing had that weathered, spotty look that came with age. If it were tossed into a pile of mirrors, nobody would've given it a second glance. Nobody would've guessed this was the Reincarnation Mirror—the legendary treasure of the three realms that had vanished hundreds of years ago.

Anna’s breath came in shallow gasps as the light slowly dimmed, revealing their surroundings. They stood in a vast, circular chamber unlike anything she had seen before. The Heart of Reflections was a masterpiece of shimmering beauty and menacing energyTowering mirrors lined the walls, each glowing faintly and displaying fragments of countless worlds. The floor beneath their feet sparkled like polished obsidian, etched with glowing runes that pulsed softly, as if alive. But the most striking feature was the massive mirror at the center of the room. It was the largest they had encountered, its surface impossibly smooth and radiating an ominous golden light. The air around it crackled with ene

“First, Aurora needs to disappear.” I strode to my vanity and pulled out a small, ornate mirror. Taking a pouch of moonstone dust, I poured it around the glass in a perfect circle. The air thickened, humming with energy as I began to whisper ancient words, old as the moon itself. The mirror shimmered, the surface rippling like disturbed water — until a shadowed face appeared within it. A cold, delighted laugh escaped my lips. “Perfect,” I whispered. ——— Liam’s POV

Taking the offered beverage gratefully, I take a long, deep sip and begin explaining. The first pile has a few old books, an athame, green velvet robes, and a leather-bound journal. There are also a few crystals and other focus items. The second pile has the mirror, a variety of silks, some unusual dresses, and a jewelry box full of very interesting, very powerful gems set into rings and amulets. There is one ring in particular that caught my eye, a fire opal set in gold. It still glows with an inner fire, signifying that it is still receiving energy from somewhere. But where? And from whom?

She winked at her before walking away, exploring different kinds of dresses. Miranda couldn't help but be amazed at how big the mall was. She didn't have a good understanding of gemstones because she hadn't seen or touched one before, so she decided to ask Emily for help but couldn't find her. After some time of searching nothing picked her interest. She bit her lip with a frown and turned around, a pair of glittering Crystal necklace caught her attention. It was so beautiful that Miranda's shoulders shivered. Beautiful was an indescribable word for the Crystal necklace, she had never seen anything like it before and wanted it.

Jessamine had already wiped away the smudged eyeliner and was playing with the uniquely designed bronze mirror. "What does that have to do with this mirror? Was I the one who bought it back?" "Isn't it?" Jessamine's breath hitched as she carefully examined the mirror. Indeed, it had the appearance of the unique design from Yorkville, with some green gems adorning the back. Jessamine immediately retracted her thoughts after she saw those gems. How could such precious items be displayed on a street stall at the night market? Who wouldn't make a fortune if they bought them back?