Purple Mirror 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.

I gasp, surprised and confused “But, why?” Walking through the library, heading toward the darkened back, flames light up against the wall as we pass, illuminating our path. “Because of this,” Althea stops, holding up her hand. Both Crimson and I turn to face what she is showing us. “A mirror?” Crimson scoffs, “What makes this mirror special enough to kill and almost wipe out a Pride?” His words die off when his eyes land on the enormous frosted, looking glass. Framed by an unknown dark metal that swirls and bends around the clouded mirror, carved with images of Jaguars, Bears, Wolfs, and humans, all the way to the top. In the center of the frame, sits an emblem of twisted vines and swords t

I wasn't quite sure what I was expecting when I touched Scarlet, but I could definitely identify with what I saw inside her. Her colors were a kaleidoscope of pinks, purples, reds, ands violets. As I looked a little deeper, I noticed what looked like a mirror. I could see a wispy, smokey version of myself inside her. I hadn't tried to heal anyone since my ascension, but something inside me just knew what I was seeing. What I was feeling. It came as simple understanding. The explanation of that mirror-like finish rushed over me like a gentle breeze on a spring afternoon.

I want too, Mira please remain a little for me" boolu said bringing her head forward. She had been quiet since without bringing up any conversation unlike her usually self. "There's another one here, you can have it" Daniel said handling her another bottle of water. "Thanks" She said smiling sheepishly and he only nodded.

•FREYA’S POV• “What do you mean?” I asked, walking up from the bed even if my head hurt and felt like it would roll off my head, I moved over to peer at my reflection in the mirror I was shocked at what I was met with, my eyes no longer were a green color but had gotten a purple hue in the mirror, which had never happened But it disappeared instantly making me all the more confused, it made my head sting, I felt like I could hear everyone and everything, all the noise, and force from afar and close, all at once!

She motioned to it, and Blake’s eyes lit up. “What do you need?” Clarissa questioned. “Stand back. I got this!” He told her before putting a hand on the glass and murmuring in the old language. The mirror swirled the color of pine and grass until a beautiful green whirlpool appeared in the center of it. Clarissa gasped, glancing between it and Blake. She had not recognized his primary element until now- nature. Blake grabbed her hand as they walked toward the mirror together. Clarissa’s other hand rested gently on Mimi’s back and the pup snuggled in one of Blake’s arms as they stepped forward. They had escaped! Nothing could stop them now.

He had the most comfortable feeling so far as he could remember in his entire life, and it was even accompanied by a sweet dream. All he knew was when he closed his eyes, and his lids covered over the surface of his eyes, darkness welcome, and in an instant, a light suddenly shone through, eating away the darkness that previously covered his eyes. The white light then transitioned quickly, and he found his vision covered with a dream-like scene. It was like the sky was split into two, and he was standing on the other part. It reminded him of the Uyuni Salt Flats in Bolivia when he went to the country for a business trip, one of the scenes that he personally considered as the most magical and

Calmness was evident on her face. Miren meticulously checked every nook and cranny of the room, if others weren't paying attention they would think she was being naughty. However, it only took a little attention to notice that Miren's fingertips were bleeding. But Miren's sample showed a strange twist. The red color of blood was gone, replaced by a transparent color with a faint purple light surrounding it. Miren mumbled a spell, she was extremely focused while doing this.

Panic laced her words. "Yes, the wolf surrounded by the Nightengale Warriors with silver paws." Clove slowly brushed a hand over her eyes and she gasped, "She has witch blood in her?" "Maves' a witch so, yes." Clove slowly brushed her hand over Miras' eyes, "Now look at her and tell me what you see?" Mira snorted, "Blue and purple hues orbit around her," She whispered, mesmerised by the magnificence of the colours that resembled the horizon at twilight.

Lucian handed me a small mirror, his expression steady yet filled with worry. Taking the mirror, I lifted it up to see my reflection. My eyes stared back, not their usual colour but a vibrant, flickering green, as if tiny lights were dancing within them. It was beautiful but eerie, a colour I’d never seen on myself before. I tried to calm my racing heart, took a few steady breaths, and watched as the green glow dimmed, fading into a deep, forest-green hue that seemed somehow… natural yet unfamiliar. I couldn’t look away, captivated by the sight, but a strange unease settled over me.