Mirror Mirror Dwarves Novels & Stories

When they got close, and are about getting to the border, he brought out his mirror firmly held on his left hand and with the other hand he held his spear, ready to strike but what he saw unbalanced him. Dike noticed how he got unbalanced on his feet as he shivered and ran towards him, making sure he doesn’t look up while advancing towards him. What have you just did? He exclaimed as he held him. At least he hasn’t turned to ash, which alone was comforting. Dike told the other warriors to continue without waiting for them so that he could attend to this warrior who just looked at the creatures with a mirror. The warrior was struck with something that looked like a beam of light from the eye

His body was the largest with pure white fur and his gray eyes which now shone white like lights. "How did you get in?" cried Altair. “Thanks to your stupid men. Or should I say, your stupid and greedy self? The magic mirror opens a portal for us to enter here,” Drake replied calmly with a mocking smile. Altair glanced at his men who took the magic mirror last night with angry faces. Drake chuckled lightly at him. “Let him go, Altair! You have lost years ago. Don't you realize it?" asked Drake again. Alarick next to him growled through his sharp teeth.

Vile, conniving, shit-hearted freak. One of them lifted her limp body off the bed so that the other could lie down, then laid her atop the horizontal one before climbing above her so she was sandwiched between them. Alaric’s frown deepened. “Hell no. I do not like this at all—” I raised my hand and swiped it across the moonmirror’s surface. “D’zarr vele’.” The mirror went black. I turned to face my friend. “Well? What do you have for me, besides the fact that you are just as confused and disturbed as I am?”

Those who were cursing me moments ago were now holding their breath. Every single eye turned to Tania, who was shaking like a leaf. "No... it's not like that..." Tania shook her head frantically, her voice shrill. "It's a lie! It's a trap Evelyn set up!" But no one bought it. The Blood Mirror was an artifact of the First Vampires. It never lied. Valerius rose to his feet. Hellfire blazed in his eyes. The crushing aura of a Lord suffocated the room.

A Mirror Battle The spectral doubles attacked without hesitation. Alex barely had time to lift the Nexus Crystal before their doppelgänger lunged at them, its movements eerily identical to their own. Across the battlefield, the rest of the group faced the same challenge. Valen’s double unleashed a barrage of arcane bolts, mirroring his combat style with devastating precision. He gritted his teeth, parrying the attacks with his staff. “It’s like fighting a mirror,” he growled. “Stop holding back!” Elysia shouted, weaving between attacks from her own double, which shifted seamlessly between elemental forms. “They’re not us—they’re just illusions!”

She held it out to me like a fragile treasure. “Look, it’s our engagement bracelet! I had it fixed! “It’s gold inlaid with jade—gold and jade together, a perfect pairing just like us. We’re meant to be, Evan. I can’t lose you!” I took the bracelet, then hurled it to the floor. The jade shattered again, breaking into even smaller pieces than before. Rosie knelt down, desperately trying to piece everything back together, but no matter how she tried to match up the fragments, they would not fit together.

I said to him and then he smiled and jumped into the lake. A big whale appeared and then swallowed him. The mirror of the mist started laughing sarcastically. "You got what you wanted, may I ask why you are laughing?”. I asked the mirror. “You are really a ruthless demon. You are the one who got what you wanted. Even if no one agreed to sacrifice their life, you would have taken one of their lives yourself”. The mirror said to me and I felt like destroying the mirror immediately. How can this mirror sow discord between me and my guards? I will get more powerful in the future and come back to destroy it.

The voice coming from the mirror said. "Do well to sound respectful. I'm your mistress, you bastard." I said. The clouded face smiled. "I'm sorry mistress." "Much better." I walked to the mirror. "Fuck. Put on some clothes for crying out loud." The mirror said. "Unlike humans, I can see your 513-year-old ass." "Enough of that." I scowled. He was becoming rebellious these days. "Mirror tell me something." I watched my beautiful form in the mirror. "In all the land, who is the fairest maiden of them all."

I traveled using my horse and with her brother Gusev behind me. I went to travel, and on the way, I spotted two dwarves on a hike. They were bickering at each other and blocking the road, which made their horses stop. “Who are you and why are you blocking my path?” I asked, desperate to be in a hurry. I know this is a trap laid by the elf and I am clearly falling into his trap but I still continued on. “Help! We need your help!” Gusev furrowed his eyebrows at the two. The dwarves were short in stature, and they had white beards and hats wearing boots and some mining tools.

The woman who was trapped between the manticore’s tail had turned into a small, old man – NO – it was a dwarf! “You can never deceive me twice, you deceitful dwarf,” the manticore said in a deep, yet thunderous voice. “Hand me what you’ve stolen if you want me to spare your life.” The little old dwarf let out a creepy, high-pitched laugh. “Why? Are you afraid that the council would find out? You’re just like that witch.” Elise stiffened; the dwarf’s voice seemed familiar to her. “A disgrace to our land.” The dwarf sniggered and spat on the manticore’s tail.