Mirror Puzzle Novels & Stories

I didn’t hesitate. The chamber below was suffocating—lit only by veins of glowing quartz embedded in the walls. At the center stood the mirror. It was not constructed as a normal glass. It was ten feet high and its very edges were of obsidian teeth, and glimmered it did with a silver so deep it seemed to fall. The Mirror of Mercy. I approached it slowly. “What do I give?” “Blood,” Killian whispered behind me, his voice distant. I drew my knife, and cut my hand. When the blood spilt on the bottom of the mirror it became absorbed by the obsidian, just as water settles in the sandy desert.

“So we’re forced to pick between two girls who don’t even know they’re part of some sick game.” “We’re not picking anything,” I say firmly. “We’re going to figure it out.” “How?” Michael asks, glancing around like the answer might hide under a pile of dusty scrolls. “If they’re identical—” “They aren’t,” Eva cuts in. “Not completely. There’s a crack. The mirror showed it.” “The weird one?” Trixie raises an eyebrow. Eva nods. “It only reflects me. Not them. Not anyone else.” “That’s not possible,” Lenny whispers, as if speaking louder might break the spell. “We all looked.”

"This is the official race inspection report issued ten minutes ago. It clearly states there were signs of deliberate damage to the brake line, and that the brake fluid contained a large amount of alcohol. "And this." I pointed at the big screen. The screen suddenly switched to surveillance footage. Although the corner of the garage itself had been a blind spot, Mason had missed one detail. The side mirror of the car parked opposite had clearly reflected him crouching beside my car with the hydraulic cutter in his hand. Looking at himself on the screen, Mason's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the floor. "No... that's not me... that's fake..." he struggled one last time.

[Mirror Eyes] has one gaping flaw. If it's directed at more than one person, it can be detrimental to the user. When I was fighting the five covert Shi, my body felt like splitting apart. Even after the fight, I noticed that some of my muscles had ripped through the skin. The brain had been given far too much information and couldn't decide which direction I needed to go in, so it opted out and told my body to go in all directions. With [Mental Resistance], I reduced that burden and tried to block my body from doing unnecessary actions. Meaning I had to use this skill wisely, not just for every fight that comes my way. I am not hoarding skills anymore; I'm building a foundation for myself.

The entire room was like a small apartment, she thought then she gasped and facepalmed upon remembering that she's actually in an apartment complex. She saw that there was a door beside the wall wardrobe, about a few inches away from it. She sauntered to it, curious what lies behind the mysterious door and she squinted her eyes, lifting her free arm to cover them because of the gloriously gleaming treasures hidden behind the door. It was a bathroom, a dignifiedly neat one, with marble-like restroom fittings and fixtures. Even though she was a few feet away from them and she has quite the bad eyesight, she thought she regained her 20/20 vision and could easily see and recognize all the neat s

“Now I can scrutinize myself freely” Mane remarked as he stood within the walls of the relatively large bathroom. There was a bucket of water right next to him, and a large rectangular crystal called a Reflection Crystal bound to the wall that served a similar function to a mirror. Although the image that appeared in the crystal wasn’t as clear as a mirror image, it was pretty good and would serve the purpose for which Mane wanted it to.

Something like grief reflected in his eyes and my body shuddered, trying to take me away from delirium, however, I was held by that network of thoughts and Miguel said: "There is an artifact called a water mirror in the dungeons of this castle, it was made as a perfect mold of the same that exists where I live. In the world I live in," he clarified, quickly looking away to see if his friends were still oblivious to all the dialogue that only Miguel could hear. “Go to the mirror. Its waters are healing." "I can't move," I replied, and our eyes closed for a second when I returned to my own body abruptly, losing the strength of my own consciousness.

A row of glass vials stands sentinel on a rickety shelf—each containing a unique essence: wolfsbane, moonflower, etc. But my purpose lies beyond these trinkets. I seek the “Mirror of Truth,” a fabled artifact said to reveal the soul’s darkest depths. It is wrapped in a red cloth, hidden beneath a stack of yellowed parchments. The cloth bears stains—perhaps blood, perhaps tears. I unwind it carefully, revealing the mirror’s polished surface. Its edges are jagged, as if it has been shattered and painstakingly pieced back together. As I gaze into the mirror, my reflection wavers. The room behind me blurs, replaced by a moonlit forest. The mirror does not merely reflect; it conjures memories. I

“We don’t have any time for your guilt or your need to prove something. Celine needs you. But definitely not like this.” “H-how is this even possible?” I asked, my mind still on the face that they were communicating with me through the mirror. “Sorry but I can’t take my mind off it. What kind of mirror is this? And how is any of this possible?” The armored gut leaned forward slightly, his lips set in a thin line and his eyes annoyed like he wanted to reach for me and punch me in the face. “The mirror is cursed,” he replied, his tone bored. “And the way we were able to curse the mirror was because we found a gap in the bridge between hell and earth. It lasted lesser than a second which was sm

However, it drew Sebastian's attention at once. The bronze mirror was shaped rather strangely. Although it was palm-sized, there were numerous holes on both sides of it. The holes looked transparent, but they weren't. There were three dragons on it which all looked different, and they looked exactly like the three magical dragons in legend that made rain in the clouds. It was the Mirror of Rain!