Purple Mirror Novels & Stories

It was washed in shades of indigo and amethyst. ‎ ‎And in the reflection of the metal table, I saw my eyes. ‎ ‎They weren't brown. ‎ ‎They were Violet.

The flickering torches turned into clinical, shadowless beams. The "Sepia" was being "Upgraded" into the "Clean Room Protocol." Seraphina didn't retreat. She reached into her own chest and pulled out a single, glowing violet lily—the "Source of the Shadow." "The North is not a project!" she roared. She slammed the lily into the Mirror. But the Mirror didn't break. It "Absorbed" the flower. "Thank you for the 'Color', Seraphina," the Mirror whispered. "We were looking for a 'Violet Variable'."

"And she’s going to use it to kill us. If we don't find, she will use him to take your throne." Ricardo stared at me for a long time. The silence in the room was heavy. Finally, he nodded. "Fine," he whispered. "But once I tell you, there’s no going back. You’ll be part of the secret forever." "I’m already part of it," I said, thinking of the red laser dot on Maria’s chest and the golden eyes in the woods. "I’ve been part of it since the day I stepped into this mirror." I sat on the bed, my heart ready for the truth. I knew that the next few hours would change everything. The "Mirror of Malice" was about to show us a face we never expected to see.

I ask again, louder this time. No answer. My throat tightens. The mirrors look normal from where I stand. Nothing more than light, shadow, and endless reflection. But the air buzzes, thick with grief. I take a slow step forward, drawn to the last mirror despite myself. The mirror before me ripples. My reflection blurs. For a moment, it looks like someone else entirely, a figure with silver eyes and a cruel smile. Then the surface clears, and the image changes. Riven.

Or they break and drown the travelers with them. Kaelira touched the nearest glass. It warmed under her palm, then turned to water. A heart beat behind it—silver-blue, the size of a fist, the shape of the moon’s broken core. Threads ran from it into darkness, gold and gray and black; some pulsed steady, some sputtered, some had snapped and curled like burned hair. One thread glowed bright: gold braided with silver. When she followed it with her eyes, it led out of the mirror, through her own chest, into—

“They’re humans. I can see no assigned colors in their eyes. “ “Where are we?” I finally asked the question that's been bothering us si ce the beginning. She looked at me with hesitation but she stood with authority and heave a sigh. “A parallel world where colors come from. Welcome to the Realm of Hue. Now, my turn, how did you get here? ” End of Chapter

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

The moon suddenly turned purple, Sharmaine called for the purple-haired girl to appear, a power that Sharmaine had hidden and didn't want to use. Nanami Vincent surprise. Sharmaine flew high, purple moonlight covered Sharmaine like that time. Her whole body became a purple light. Sharmaine's hair turned purple, and her eyes also turned purple. This is what Neva looks like. "Neva?" The purple haired girl walked over to Sharmaine, she smiled, and extended her finger, Sharmaine also extended her hand. Two fingers touched, Sharmaine appeared, Neva appeared. "What? You want to fight Neva right?" Sharmaine wiped the blood from her lips, her eyes purple like gems.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty