Goldia Pocket Mirror Novels & Stories

Athina spat in an accusatory tone and Maria laughed at how much athina loved to tease her about her obsession with bows. "At least it isn't pink though so you have to admit it has significantly reduced over the years" Maria quipped, still admiring the mirror. "Actually it has lights installed so when you plug it in, the lights come on and the lights are pink" An employee piped in coming to stand close to Maria and athina having overheard their conversation. She was beaming with a smile as she bent to plug the wire into a nearby socket. True to what she said, the mirror came to life, the once silver rim now changing changing a vibrant pink. Maria stepped back a few feet, trying her best not t

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.

I drag the length forward over my shoulder slowly as the silver colour steals the breath from my lungs. “What…on earth” My voice sounds steady, though my heart begins racing. As I sift through the strands, small cool shapes brush against my fingertips. Tiny gold beads. Embedded within the strands themselves. Smooth pieces of crystal, pearl, and polished sea glass woven into the growth as if they had formed there naturally. I stare at them in stunned silence. Then I noticed something else. A faint pressure resting on my head. Curiosity pulls me toward the tall mirror across the room. My reflection nearly stops my heart.

"When you chose yourself. What did it cost?" Lilith's expression moved through something complex, and then settled into a honesty that Eve recognized as the real answer, not the simplified version, not the version designed to manage her response. "Everything," Lilith said. "And nothing I actually needed." She reached into the folds of her dark garment and drew something out, and Eve watched the borderland's strange layered light catch it and throw it back differently, transformed. It was a mirror, small enough to hold in two hands, but it had a presence that suggested it occupied more space than its physical dimensions explained. The surface was dark, not reflective in any normal sense, more

Noon had already arrived, and the world outside was in a chaotic symphony of activity. A quick glance at her phone revealed over 20 missed calls from her mom. "Shit," Ezra muttered under her breath, realizing she had inadvertently caused worry. She returned the call, but no one picked up. Determined to address the situation, she put her phone on charge and treated herself to a quick shower. After getting ready, she assessed her reflection in the mirror. The sweatpants accentuated her curves, paired with a matching sweatshirt, a jade bracelet, and a minimal diamond locket with diamond studs. With the final touches of makeup, she was about to head out when her phone rang again.

She stared at me through the mirror. “You’re going to look and feel like a Glass.” Nora gave my shoulders a squeeze before darting to talk to Beatrice. I touched my cheek. I thought I already looked like a Glass. Nora received a phone call and darted out of the room. Beatrice ripped off my ribbon, causing me to wince. This was going to be a long session. If I thought mom yelling at me to clean my room was terrifying a lecture from this woman about not moisturizing my hair enough and having to deal with her pulling my hair and being singed with a straightener was ten times worse.

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?

The pearls that were stitched on its surface seemed to wink at me. "There is no need to talk about it. Zedd already apologized and made up for it." I turned away from the mirror. "But I can't stop thanking you for your help that time." "Oh, please." Gloria rolled her eyes and applied maroon lipstick to her lips. She wore a mahogany off-shoulder and maxi long skirt overlaid with a black bustier.

"...her name is Merri..." Panashe told her. "Merrigold, and her brother is James. I do not know much about them but I've only met Merrigold. She is nice." Jenny only nodded. Having already given up, she had no expectations not for today or for tomorrow or the days to come. When she had been informed of being purchased, she had wondered why? She was of no monetary worth. Not with her looks having faded and her skin withered with old age. Eyes slowing sinking in from hard days work. Her hands covered in blisters. Her body with scars, some healing some very old, some fading. Panashe could tell that Merrigold's mother was once upon a time a very beautiful woman in her days. Merrigold clearly res

I did that for the second and then the third time, and then again and again till I lost count. Satisfied, I got out of the tub and drained the water out. I picked up the towel by the door and dried my body, and then my hair. Wanting to be fresh as ever, I dumped the clothes I had on into the hamper and walked nude into the bedroom. A shiny reflection of light caught my attention, I looked forward to see a large oval-shaped mirror, with edges that were plated with gold. It sat pretty above a table that formed a cozy study. A pretty sight to behold indeed.