Haachama Face Reflection Novels & Stories

Slowly, I opened them again, and… As my eyes met the reflection, a scream built in my throat, I felt my world crumbling, the person staring back at me was unrecognisable – not just different, but utterly transformed. The face was twisted, scarred, and swollen, with skin that seemed to be stitched together in places. I didn't see a glimmer of the person I used to be; instead, I saw a stranger, a monster.

She studied them closely, searching for inconsistencies. Damien moved behind her, placing a hand on the back of her chair. “What are you looking for?” She didn’t answer immediately. She enlarged one of the pictures—the one where Ethan’s lips were brushing against hers. Except… something was off. She pointed to the reflection in the bar’s mirror. “Look at this.” Damien leaned in. “What am I seeing?” “The reflection,” she said, excitement creeping into her voice. “It’s wrong. My hair isn’t moving the same way. And look—Ethan’s face isn’t even visible in the glass. That’s a layering error.”

Takuto Kimura stood in front of the bathroom mirror, having just finished wiping the water from his face—when suddenly, his eyes locked onto something on his forehead. A single pimple. Bright red. Perfectly round. Boldly positioned right between his eyebrows like it was challenging him. It stood tall like a miniature volcano, moments from erupting. “This can’t be happening!” He sucked in a sharp breath. His finger trembled as it moved closer to the blemish, like it was pointing at a financial market crash indicator.

The face that stared back at her from the mirror was that of a young woman, twenty two years of age. Like most beautiful Israeli women, Hila had pale skin, dark curly hair, and dark, captivating eyes. Her plump lips, beautiful nose and gorgeous facial structure were highly deceptive and most men fell for her looks. By the time they realised that she was anything but the soft beauty she appeared to be on the surface, it was of course, too late.

After an hour. Amaia slowly opens her eyes. She lets out an audible gasp when she saw her own reflection at the mirror. "So, what do you think about your make-up? Do you like it?" Boss Lina asked, while looking proud of her work. "Wow, is this really me?" Amaia unbelievably asked. "Of course! I'm sure Kei's jaw will fall halfway to the floor once he sees you!" Boss Lina reassures her.

On the anniversary of Andy’s death, I was finally allowed to remove the bandages. Suzanne carefully unwrapped them layer by layer before handing me a mirror. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling. However, under everyone’s quiet encouragement, I took a deep breath and slowly reached for it. After six long years, I saw my own face again and broke down crying. Suzanne pulled out a handkerchief and wiped my tears gently. “Don’t cry. You just recovered.” Then, from behind her, she brought out a bouquet of flowers.

Suddenly, I was staring at my own face. "I always wanted a darker shade of blond." Hira said in my voice and my face as she watched her reflection on the water and gently touch her - my face! "Get off of my face!" I barked. "I will. Once I get rid of the pest." She said sweetly, giving me one last grin before diving back in the water.

He understands what Reyan’s reflection meant. Not only Reyan is not from here, indicating his reflection not having a face, but also, Reyan is a mysterious being that can travel to the other worlds, thus his reflection having a deformed body. So, Hierro can deduce that this lake can reveal one’s real form (identity) through their reflection. Fortunately, though, for Hierro and Reyan, their reflections can only be seen by themselves. Thus, their real identities weren’t revealed to the others, or else they would definitely scare them, making them think that they might be monsters!

Its frame was adorned with intricate carvings, and the surface shimmered like liquid silver, almost inviting them to look within. Emily approached the mirror, her reflection gazing back at her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "What is this mirror, and why does it feel so unsettling?" Liam stepped forward, studying his own reflection with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. "I believe this is no ordinary mirror. It seems to reflect more than just our physical appearance." As the pack gathered around, the mirror began to glow softly, and each member's reflection took on a life of its own. Rachel's reflection showed her laughing, carefree, and joyful, but Sarah's reflect

No one wanted to be associated with that figure. "Eh Han, are you still angry? I'm sorry, yes, I'm just a big body. But if my face is still cute like V BTS right? Isn't it? Yes, yes, no time!” After that, Matt laughed to himself as he took the mirror and looked at his face. He even still managed to take some pictures with I*******m effects. Hana shuddered in horror, I swear, this is the first time she's seen the true nature of a Matt who has been known to be a professional.