Purple Mirror Novels & Stories

She thought it could be that she sensed a lot of presence near them and her system wasn't able to contain it, she's fifty percent right and fifty percent wrong. Out of nowhere, Peony collapsed. Cammi and Zachary gasped. Just like what Amnisty saw, they saw the eyes of Peony with different colors whirling around in them. There were red, blue-green, and other colors but the most dominant one was blue, the color of The Shield.

Because for him, it has. “Prepare them,” he says casually. The guards move instantly. Not rushing. Not hesitating. Obedient. A massive object is brought into the chamber. It takes several warriors to carry it—an obsidian mirror framed in jagged stone that seems to absorb light rather than reflect it. The surface ripples faintly, as if something beneath it is aware of being used. A communication relic. Old. Unstable. Powerful. It is set upright before Malrik. He steps in front of it, adjusting nothing, waiting for nothing. The mirror responds immediately to his presence, dark energy curling across its surface like smoke trapped behind glass.

A desperate plea to share the intoxicating, divine peace of the Sovereign's aura. The pink light washed over Marcus’s rugged, scarred face. Marcus didn't flinch. He didn't blink. His dark brown irises shifted instantly, the surface hardening into a flawless, reflective Silver Mirror. The Seduction Magic hit the Bastion and shattered into harmless sparks of light.

She clung to Ronan’s neck as he lifted her off the ground and howled to the stars. And she stood hand-in-hand with Damon, silent and close, their eyes doing all the speaking. They were hers. And she was theirs. But Elsewhere… Beneath the crumbled altar of the Temple of Mirrors, a single shard of glass pulsed faintly. It reflected no one. No Ava. No Echo. No Alpha. Only a single glowing mark. Not silver. Not red. But violet. And within that mark, a sliver of something not Ava. Not Echo. Something new.

Kiran burned brighter and it almost seemed like his eyes were ablaze with the blue fire. I focused my gaze on Raven, and I drew more magic from the earth. I concentrated on flooding her mind with images of her own death as I imagined it. It was just a diversion tactic to give Kiran the edge over her because she was strong, the strongest witch I’d ever encountered. I didn’t know if Kiran had restored his own energies after purifying me.

he threatened to hit me. “Please’ I begged for my life. “I am not playing any games and I didn’t cheat on you. Please” I sobbed out my eyes. His mistress laughed, “cheat? Do you even think any man would find you attractive enough to lie with you? Even the bumps wouldn’t. Sugar, I don’t know why you still fuck her, I am here for you” she held her breasts seductively. Gerald ignored her and fixed all his attention to me. “Mira, you are dumb. Too dumb for somebody with a degree. Why the hell should I believe this thing in you is mine? The pills Mira! They are for what?” he yelled.

wrongness. "There," she whispered. "It's not on the beach. The true Darius—he's not even fighting." The realization hit them simultaneously. While everyone fought the duplicates, the real threat was elsewhere, drawing power from their distraction. Miranda began gathering specific artifacts—a crystal that seemed to pulse with moonlight, a dagger with runes etched along its blade, a small vial of what looked like liquid darkness. "We'll need these," she said. "Weapons that exist between states, just like a Mystic."

Her eyes, enhanced by a blend of gentle silver, blue, and lavender shades, captivated Joe's attention. Moved by the sight before him, Joe felt an overwhelming urge to behold Nerissa's face as well. With utmost care, he reached out and gently grasped the edges of her veil, lifting it slowly over her head. As her veil unveiled her countenance, Joe was entranced by Nerissa's beauty. Her skin glowed with a radiant, blushing flush, akin to the delicate hues of sunrise. Her lips were adorned with a dazzling magenta color, flecked with twinkling purple specks of luminous dust. The enchantment continued in her eyes, as shades of purple and green framed her vibrant emerald gaze, captivating Joe's ver

Haneul suspected this was happening to LJ, who tend to spend too much time with humans for his own good. "She's here. Just try to focus. You can do it." Haneul told LJ, surveying their surroundings again. They were at a tiny bar somewhere in the outskirts of Munich. If their surveillance were correct, their target would be arriving any minute there to celebrate her birthday. This particular creature is a Mirror, one of the very few born on earth wearing Lilith's biological form. Mirrors were more dangerous than the ordinary Lilim, so they had to bide their time and observe. But it had been about an hour, and there was no sign of the Lilim anywhere.

I did. After I stirred the concotion for a while, I removed the mirror on my vanity table and placed on the floor in the middle of a spell circle. Taking a deep breath, I took a spoonful of the concotion and poured on the glass of the mirror, picturing Uncle Al in my mind. As the liquid made contact, the mirror glowed purple. I squealed in delight, leaning closer to see what it would reveal to me. “Huh?”