Novel & Cerita Mirror Empire

The image won’t leave. “Madame, we have arrived,” the driver said in a soft French accent, stepping out of the vehicle. I swallowed hard as my eyes lifted. The Palais D’Or ballroom glowed under night skylines, masked guests drifting in and out like ghosts dressed in gold and silk. Caspian Ventura. That greedy old monster. I am glad his son, Zavier, isn’t here tonight, which makes killing Caspian Ventura easier than I planned. “Are you ready?” Kael’s voice came through my earpiece.

Eden stood in front of the window that overlooked the Danube River, holding the encrypted drive her father had given her. Behind her, Roman paced in a slow arc, reading the decrypted intel on a separate monitor. His brows furrowed in concentration. “He’s calling it The Mirror Project,” Roman said finally. “Real-time neural mapping, memory replication, personality segmentation. It’s not just surveillance anymore. It’s duplication.” Eden turned. “He’s creating ghosts.” “Worse,” Roman said, crossing his arms. “He’s building obedience. Taking people apart piece by piece until they’re hollow enough for him to shape.”

I need to do better or else…I might not be able to make it home… Slowly but firmly, I lifted my face up to look at the two men who held my fate in their hands. I need to be brave; I need to survive this, and I am going to make it home! “My deepest and sincerest apologies. My name is Rin Kamiya from the Town of Amber Leaves…as for my special talent…” I introduced myself in a firm and clear voice full of resolve before trailing off. My eyes widened in shock and recognition when I looked up at the Crown Prince’s face. Why was this man here?! Furthermore, this man is the Crown Prince of the Flame Dragon Empire?! The Empire that attacked and destroyed my village in a matter of days.

I tell her and she pulls me into a big hug and then pulls away and says, “Shit they are going to kill each other.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. We both began to race through the sand to the sidewalk and then it happened. A large black van stopped in our path and four large men with masks on jumped out of the van and grabbed us. Emily and I tried fighting them off but they were too strong as they threw us in the back of the van and shut the door. Emily moved to me wrapping her arms around me like she was protecting me from them. “Leave her out of this. She isn’t one of us.” Emily said to the men and I realized that the men that took us were immortals just like herself and now me

Irkal decided that the best thing to do was to stay beside the strange woman all night to ensure she was there when she woke up. The Emperor had demanded that he be the first to see the strange woman before anyone else did. The woman who carried the face of his daughter was not from their world; the emperor was sure, but this woman would stand in the gap for them until he could sort out the marriage and restore peace to the land. In worst-case scenarios, she might be forced to get married to this man by all means. Irkal heard a knock on the door. It was already past sleeping hours in the palace; who would dare do anything as knock on the door of the princess at such a time? Irkal came up wit

Just look at how most of the room was filled with views of seawater flora and fauna. "No need to worry, Ivy. My grandmother loves everything that smells of the ocean. What's here is just a hologram display. Check it out!" Max showed them proof that everything they saw was indeed an optical trick. "Amazing! I feel right at home," Ivory said in awe. Not long after, a woman who was actually in her seventies came out but showed no signs of age at all on her face. She still looked beautiful and youthful. No wonder because Emilia was one of the immortal wolf descendants. Although she was only a descendant, she had the advantage of a physique that could not age, even though she would one day die, t

But here—in this dead land—it pulsed like a heartbeat trying to keep her tethered to something real. “I can feel it,” she whispered. “It’s close.” They pressed on. Eventually, the trees opened into a clearing—silent and circular, ringed with stones carved with runes so old even Long didn’t recognize them. At the center stood a mirror. Not in a frame. Not hanging. It rose from the earth like a blade. At least twelve feet tall, silver and black, the surface shimmered like moonlight on deep water. But when Emma stepped forward, it did not reflect her.

She played with her fingers in her lap, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "My name is Emerald and I'm the the Princess of Wales." She said. My hands curled under her chin and I lifted her face to meet mine. "Wow, your name effectively captures your beauty." I told her. A tinge of pink rushes to her cheek, "Thank you." She says. "The way it matches the colour of your eyes, your jet black hair, pale skin and the most tempting cherry red lips I've ever seen." I continue. She blushes harder this time too shy to say a word.

the other policemen threatened. Emily immediately felt her scalp prickle as her anger faded away. Emily turned around in a huff and continued to wash the dishes. There was no way she could vent her unhappy feelings. She was also unable to cry about how cold she felt. “Xyla Quest is a b*tch. She’d better not be very happy! Even if things have been resolved, Imperial Prime might not be able to completely sell out all its units. Like I said, a property development with negative media attached to it is difficult to sell. I hope she can’t sell a single unit after this! It will all fail in her hands! She will get pimples all over her face from the worry! She will turn into an ugly b*tch!” Emily cu