Mirror Lapis Novels & Stories

Haneul suspected this was happening to LJ, who tend to spend too much time with humans for his own good. "She's here. Just try to focus. You can do it." Haneul told LJ, surveying their surroundings again. They were at a tiny bar somewhere in the outskirts of Munich. If their surveillance were correct, their target would be arriving any minute there to celebrate her birthday. This particular creature is a Mirror, one of the very few born on earth wearing Lilith's biological form. Mirrors were more dangerous than the ordinary Lilim, so they had to bide their time and observe. But it had been about an hour, and there was no sign of the Lilim anywhere.

As they reached the final chamber, Ayla stopped. At its center stood a single mirror—taller than a man, its frame carved from moonstone. The surface rippled faintly, as if it were breathing. Her heart pounded. “This is it.” Kian stepped closer, his hand on his sword. “Careful. The Mirror doesn’t just show. It binds.” Ayla ignored him. She lifted her hand and touched the glass. The surface rippled beneath her fingertips, cool and alive. For a heartbeat, she saw only her reflection. Then, slowly, another image formed—her face, but different. Darker eyes. A crescent mark glowing on her brow.

The waist-high full-length mirror wobbled for quite a while, capturing the reflection of Candice in its unsteady gaze. The mirror reflected her pale face, a slender neck, and clothes that used to fit well but now appeared loose on her. Candice stared at the seemingly lifeless woman in the mirror, shocked. Her pupils trembled uncontrollably, and she instinctively reached out to touch the reflection in the mirror. Was this really her? Why did she look so terrible? She didn’t feel sick, but she looked awful. Candice stood in front of the mirror for a long time, trying to understand her current appearance and the reasons behind the change.

Her back was facing him, and her right arm was moving in a circular motion as if she was stirring something on the electric stove. The profoundness of his footsteps, causing the hard slapping sound of his slippers against the tiled floor alarmed her that made her turn around and face him, her eyes widened in bewilderment for a moment before they curved and imitated the shape of a crescent moon along with her lips forming into a small smile.

In the quietude of his room, with the soft hum of the night outside, Asher lay there, his tired body seeking reprieve, while his restless mind continued to navigate the labyrinth of emotions that Ezra's presence had stirred within him. On the other side of the night, in the quiet solitude of her room, Ezra sat in front of her mirror, eyes fixed on her reflection. Droplets of water trickled down from her long hair, evidence of the refreshing shower she had just taken. As she stared into her own eyes, a flood of memories from the reunion surged through her.

At this time, because the small mirror was in the hands of Valdis Goth, Caspian couldn't see the specific appearance of the mirror. However, it must be a treasure since it was taken out from Valdis Goth at this time. Under the gaze of Caspian, Valdis Goth shone toward the eyeball from a distance of about three feet. The mirror emitted a cyan light. In an instant, it turned into a beam of light and shone straight on the eyeball. The next moment, the light from the mirror suddenly refracted. The reflected cyan light formed a light curtain the size of a square table in front of everyone.

“Not hers. Not yours. Mine.” Light burst from the pendant—searing white, not violet. The reflection shattered like glass, fragments dissolving into the mist. Around her, the others fought their own illusions. Kael roared as he clashed with his mirror, sparks flying with every blow. Lysandra’s flames battled flame, the cavern nearly collapsing from the heat. Eryx screamed as his chains were forced upon him by his other self, but he broke free with a surge of runes that split the floor beneath them.

he repeated. “I will remember your teachings.” Fred leaped to his feet and said, with an impish smile said, “Come with me.” Supporting him by the arm, we descended to his basement store, which had rows of shelves. In storage was his collection of hundreds of artifacts. There were the usual compasses, porcelain, paintings, statues, and rare stones. In the second row, he paused and picked up a mirror. “What is this?” “The Kami Mirror. Or the God's Mirror. It is a mirror encrusted in rare metal.“

Sia stood mesmerized, her breath was caught as she gazed at the most enchanting place she had ever seen, the Mirror Palace. Its splendor was unlike anything she could have imagined. It was full of labyrinth of shimmering reflections endlessly around her. Everywhere she turned, mirrors of every size, grand, small, and delicately intricate were there and dancing with light. She had wandered so far in her wonder while marveling at the dazzling maze, that she forgot Leon was still behind her.

|Perhaps, we can check him through the mirror lake. "Mirror, what?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. |Mirror lake, my dear.| She gestured Her hand. I followed where She was going to take me, but I flinched when we were not already on the illuminated path, but we were in the middle of the lake glistening with reflections of the galaxy sky and the lavender field floating on top of it. I could even see my reflection registering, gleaming at the glass coated with a reflective metal. |Wave your hand, Dameta.|