Mirror Manipulation Novels & Stories

he asked narrowing his eyes, I walked to the mirror this time holding it and checking it "I didn't find anything odd about it but I still feel it is different in a magical way, I think it's me who just canton use it" I said keeping it gently, I lifted it up a little and I could see his reflection on it he didn't seem satisfied with my answer "why do you look like you don't believe me" I asked still looking at his reflection, he looked surprised and I felt as though I had read his mind in the mirror, I was right then, the mirror was magical. Only it was a mind reading mirror, "what did you I came here?" I asked looking at his reflection on the mirror as I waited for the mirror to do its thing

Mallory wouldn’t want to sneeze on it unless she wanted to powder her face with that. There was a mirror on top of it, with both sides held firmly by hands carved out of stone. Mallory looked at her reflection in the mirror when she noticed was at an odd angle. It was somehow tilting downward, making her see her body more than her face. And her image was distorted to some degree, as if the mirror was bent in all directions.

Peter asked, adjusting the rear mirror. “Home? The mansion, whatever it’s called”.

There was something maternal about the way she interacted with Elara, a gentle presence that had become a source of comfort over the years. As they walked through the gallery, Miriam’s attention was drawn to a small painting tucked away in a corner—a piece Elara had painted herself. It was abstract, filled with sweeping strokes of deep blues and vibrant oranges, representing the emotional turmoil Elara had experienced during her battle with Cassia and her journey toward healing. Miriam paused in front of the painting, her gaze thoughtful. “This piece,” she said softly, “it feels so personal. Like a reflection of everything you’ve been through.”

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.

"Little brother, what about me helping you with your work? Um....are you making a science project or somethin' like that? Then, I sure can help you." "And I sure you can't," replied Mahone. "How do you know that?" "I am exploring optical illusion. I am trying to make an infinite mirror and of course it's very hard," he continued to speak smugly. "At least I need a few weeks to finish it, because I haven't found all the equipments, like....I bought some plexiglass sheets named polycarbonate. They are good company's, you know. They looked clear in the shop, but when I checked them in my room, they kinda seemed opaque, the hell! I bet the shopkeeper was selling secondhand goods, just showing of

SERIES NAME : BORN BY POWER SEQUEL NAME : THE UPRISE OF HELL(BOOK 2) CHAPTER 13 : DARK MATTERS OF TWO Maria was seen still standing in her spot light as her mirror was already down at her. Camera view as seen was caught behind the mirror. It rotated to complete a hundred and eight degrees view perhaps in order to see what the mirror beholds. After a complete round of hundred and eighty degrees, the figure in the mirror was just as it perhaps might have been guest. It was Maria. Herself. Her worst enemy!

Time to get creative. To temporarily blind the first camera, I needed to use the reflection trick Ethan had told me about. It sounded simple enough: use the morning sunlight, angle the mirror just right, and bounce the light directly into the lens. If I did it perfectly, the footage would look like a random glare nothing suspicious. But I couldn’t afford to fumble. If I adjusted the mirror too many times, it would look deliberate. I positioned myself near the window, pretending to check my reflection as I applied the lipstick. “Focus,” I muttered under my breath, tilting the mirror slightly. The sunlight hit the glass, bounced sharply, and… there. A perfect beam flashed straight into the cam

Dominic instructed. It took Leesa a moment to fully comprehend what Dominic was telling her to do. When she felt she understood, she turned the magic mirror to face the wall mirror, which now reflected both her and the mirror at her side. She blinked her right eye again. In the magic reflection, the eye on the left side of her head blinked back at her. The image in the new mirror was reversed! “It worked!” she exclaimed. “Let me study this for a bit, and then I think I’ll be ready for the final step.”

Because for him, it has. “Prepare them,” he says casually. The guards move instantly. Not rushing. Not hesitating. Obedient. A massive object is brought into the chamber. It takes several warriors to carry it—an obsidian mirror framed in jagged stone that seems to absorb light rather than reflect it. The surface ripples faintly, as if something beneath it is aware of being used. A communication relic. Old. Unstable. Powerful. It is set upright before Malrik. He steps in front of it, adjusting nothing, waiting for nothing. The mirror responds immediately to his presence, dark energy curling across its surface like smoke trapped behind glass.