Nora Roberts The Mirror Audiobook Novels & Stories

It makes me want to lean on him. After a couple of minutes, the tiny passage suddenly widens into a room that is just as dark. My free hand grazes something that feels like the surface of a mirror. It’s not fixed in place, and as I run my fingers over it, it moves—and for a moment, there is a flash of light. “What the hell was that?” Robert exclaims. My hand drops from the back of his shirt, and I rotate the mirror. Out of nowhere, when I hold it at a certain angle, the room suddenly lights up, and I have to squint.

he snapped. “God, relax,” she muttered, rolling her eyes. “Well, the last thing I remember, I was at my aunt’s house. She’s been missing for twenty years, and they finally declared her dead. I inherited her place, and when I was looking around, I found this weird mirror in the garage. No reflection. I touched it and voila... here I am, ruining breakfasts.” Elias raised an eyebrow. “You touched a mirror.” Lyra gave him a tight-lipped smile. “Yes.”

Luca's room. She looked around. There were posters of pop stars on the walls. A wide shelf filled with books. And the warmth of a lived-in space. For a moment Nora felt like a normal person again. Then she caught sight of herself in the mirror and stopped. She barely recognized her own reflection. The dirt and blood staining her clothes. The tangled mess of her hair. Her gaunt face. She was a ghost of her former self. Now painfully thinner with scars marring her once-clear skin. She was surprised to see that her curves were still there. Even with how thin she had become.

Now in the hands of the rogues. Still lost in thought, she hardly noticed the door to the restroom swinging open. An omega walked in, sneering. "You must feel so relevant, Nora," the omega murmured. "Having the most dreaded Alpha interested in you? I wonder what spell you used to blind him from seeing how dangerous you are." Before Nora could answer, another omega entered. "Nora," she said, eyes downcast staring at the broken piece of mirror on the floor. "Alpha Alex demands your audience." Nora's breath became short, she adjusted her elbows, turned toward the door and reached for the knob, then she gaze over her shoulder, leaving a cold stare at the two omegas. Then, without another word, s

Mirror-me has possessed my body and is now controlling me. I opened my eyes to complete darkness. At first, I thought I was blind. Then I heard breathing. Someone was in here with me. “Nova?” a familiar voice whispers. It’s Kieran. He reaches for me, and I see his eyes are glowing violet. “You need to wake up,” he says urgently. “Before she takes control forever.” Then I hear it - Mirror-Me's laughter echoing inside my head. “They can't have you.” I first felt cold, sharp like winter and freezing my bones. Black veins crawled beneath my skin. My eyelids fluttered open to the view of fractured moonlight. I'm kneeling in the snow. But these hands are not mine, as Mirror-me is now controlling t

Ezra, choosing silence over words, listened intently, realizing she had no answers to the myriad of questions Scarlet presented. A sudden pause hung in the air, and Scarlet's gaze shifted from the plate to Ezra. "I am getting old," she confessed, her eyes distant. "I want you to come back and live with us. I don't want to hurt you, but you can't leave us like that." Scarlet's plea hung in the air, the vulnerability in her eyes revealing a loneliness that had settled in over the years.

She’d sneak them back to the trunk in the morning. The book was old, with patterns engraved into the leather cover and there were burn marks around the edges, too. Like someone tried to burn the book. Gemma shook her head and tucked the brown leather book away in the spacious cavity. The ornate mirror was harder to handle because of its weight, and Gemma was more careful with it. But she wanted a closer look at it. Its frame looked like silver. Evan was correct. The mirror’s reflection was off. She could not see her own image in it. Gemma needed to concentrate and stare hard into the glass to make out anything.

’ The shadows near the fireplace flickered unnaturally. ‘Rage becomes power. Violence becomes instinct. Love becomes obsession.’ Elena’s stomach twisted. “And then?” The voice became quieter. Almost amused. ‘Then he becomes just another soul in the necklace’ Silence crashed heavily into the room. Elena stared at Roberto. “No…” Roberto looked away first. The First Bonded laughed softly again. ‘Ask him about the Black Mirror.’ Roberto went still instantly. Elena noticed. “What mirror?” “Enough,” Roberto snapped.

“She never looks for trouble with you, but you’re always there, lurking! What are you even saving me from?” ​Nora got up, brushing off her clothes, her eyes blazing with a mix of pity and anger. “I’m trying to help you, Mira. Listen to me for once. You can move in with me if that’s what it takes to keep you away from that man before he ruins what's left of you.” ​She gave me one long, haunting look, then turned and walked out. ​I sank into the chair, my breath coming in ragged gasps, anger burning inside my chest as her words echoed in my mind.I grabbed the champagne bottle and took a long sip

It had not been there yesterday. "This mirror was never here before," Nyra breathed, stepping forward on unsteady feet. Selene’s hand closed around her arm. "It reflects… something else." Ryker chuckled, but it was hollow. "Looks like trouble." Kaelan’s amber eyes narrowed. "It pulses with void magic." At her command, guards formed a cautious circle, yet none dared touch the frame. The mirror’s surface shimmered, and Nyra’s reflection blurred. For a heartbeat, she saw herself, only her eyes burned silver, her lips curled in cruelty.