Mirror Of Her Dreams Mga Nobela at Kwento

Nadia’s POV It was morning, I couldn’t sleep all through the night. I began dialing Mrs Mahavir’s number again and just as yesterday, it was switched off. I couldn’t control the tears that gushed down my cheeks, trailing my throat to my chest. “Where the hell did you take my baby!” I yelled at the mirror, slamming my hands on the vanity table. Staring at my raging reflection, all I could see was a woman with madding hair,

It melted my insides. I took another another step closer to her and she took another one backwards. "That's because you might be my mate." She shook her head in disbelief and as I took another step closer, she moved backwards till she backed herself into the wall of the cave. "How do you know about this cave, who are you?" She said and I kept looking at her. Mostly because I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was strikingly beautiful. "I'm Ares and I grew up in these forests." She furrowed her brows as she took in my response. I could hear her pronounce my name even though she whispered them.

xiana bit her lip but kino just smiled as she sang "Among the countless stars, you especially shine They say it's coincidence But I'm sure fate brought us together That moment, I'm sure my heart recognized you Because your smile us too bright" "Love?" xiana called and her tears fell from joy. She didn't expect kino to be like this, "You're beautiful I want to protect you til the end, believe me You're beautiful Your eyes are like space I want to deeply fall into them" Kino kissed his eyes so he closed his eyes and hugged him so he hugged him back "I wanna talk to you There's a beautiful star in your eyes I wanna I wanna talk to you babe Let me play in them tonight"

When I stood outside her room as I was not supposed to enter her personal space, she stood outside with me – holding the medicine bag. “Good night, M– Amelia.” I said, with a smile. “Good night.” She was about to close it but– I pushed her inside with me on the bed, laying above her. My lips crashed with hers in a hungry way as if we both craved for this kiss for so long. Then– “Hey,” She shoved her hands in front of my eyes, “What are you dreaming?” I came back to my thoughts. It was a dream. A wild dream, I think.

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone’s eyes turned to us. I maintained my smile, giving nothing away, not even a hint of anger. Meanwhile, Quinn pranced around like a little dog with its tail wagging, eagerly showcasing her newfound closeness with Serena to anyone willing to notice. It was as if stepping on me would somehow elevate her standing. "That’s great, my dear Quinn! I’ve been hoping for someone to help me out!" I warmly grasped Quinn’s hand, my eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Of course, I was thrilled for someone to take over the mess I’d left behind.

Mirabella said softly, determination creeping into her tone, “if the prophecy is true. If my granddaughter will be the one to fulfill it.” The figure raised a delicate hand, gesturing slowly as if weaving through unseen strands of fate. Mirabella stepped forward, her heart pounding, and together they pressed their palms to the surface of the mirror that bridged their realities—this very mirror, now pulsating with dormant runes, holding secrets that could shatter worlds. As their hands connected, a jolt of energy flared between them, electric and alive. The mirror ignited with brilliance. And from its depths emerged a vision: a girl—dark curls falling wildly around her face—stood in a grove e

John: Off how? Tina stared at the screen, choosing her words carefully. Tina: Confused. Emotional. I think she doesn’t really know what she wants. She locked the phone and placed it beside her. That was enough. She didn’t need lies. Just suggestion. In the small room she shared with shadows and memories, Mira slept restlessly. Her dreams were tangled—cool night air, glass walls, a steady voice asking if she was okay. She turned slightly in her sleep, clutching the edge of her pillow.

After we got engaged, my fiancee sent a child from abroad. She also sent an email along with it. [Noah, I was so bored overseas that I accidentally had a baby with Raivo Fallon. Since you’ve always been so eager to suck up to me, I’ll leave this child in your care. You can get some practice ahead of time so you’ll be ready to be our caregiver when I return home to Abrein.] Without a word, I handed the child over to the butler. Seven years later, all the CEOs stationed overseas returned to Abrein for their performance reviews. Laina Miller drove up in a Raypach, leading a large entourage that blocked me at the entrance to the Miller family residence. She held a cigarette between her li

I demanded an answer. “Your mom has been gone for fifteen years! How did she tell you? In a dream?” Rebecca’s eyes filled with tears. She raised the mirror in her hand and said with a quiver, “The mirror told me! “This is the evidence. Listen. My mom used this to identify you as the killer.” I stared at the mirror in her hand. It was the mirror from the coffee table at the crime scene. The same mirror had been there at the dismemberment case fifteen years ago.

She wouldn’t be taken by it. She pressed her palm against the mirror, pushing harder this time, and the glass rippled beneath her touch. The reflection in the mirror shifted, and for a brief moment, she saw the woman who had once been trapped here—the woman she had seen in her dreams, the one who had been swallowed by the house. But this time, the reflection was different. The woman’s face wasn’t one of fear. It was one of strength, one of defiance. She was looking back at herself, not as a prisoner, but as a survivor.