Reflekta Miraculous Novels & Stories

but before she could respond, a hand lifted calmly. Mira. “Professor,” Mira said gently, standing. “May I answer the question?” The professor smiled, pleased. “By all means. Finally, someone who values my lectures.” Scarlet’s fingers curled into fists under the desk. Mira straightened, confidence radiating from her like a slap. “Magical substances like enchanted crystals and refined stones can neutralize the effects of wolfbane when bonded properly to the bloodstream.” The professor clapped once. Then again. “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Well done, Mira.”

" I expressed. "How is he still alive?" Killian asked with shock written all over his face. "Don't worry. I am dead, my soul is trapped." Lord Malakar revealed. "I have to admit you really surprised me and proved to me that I might have underrated your magical ability Aria." "How do we break the mirror?" I asked, ignoring his compliment. "The only reason I am going to give you this secret reciepe is because you have made Seraphina an ordinary being again. But remember, until Seraphina is dead, you cannot rest." He said.

“You opened the gate.” Aria’s heart stuttered. “Who are you?” The reflection tilted her head. “I am what you refuse to see. I am every choice you regret, every darkness you buried.” Kael stepped forward, sword drawn. “You’re not real.” “Oh, I’m very real,” the reflection purred. “I am the part of her that survived every death. The piece Selene couldn’t destroy.” The mirror cracked, the sound slicing through the air. Light bled from the fracture lines like molten silver.

I said, my voice low as if speaking too loudly might disturb the forest itself. Evelina glanced at me, her beautiful brown eyes reflecting the faint light of the moon. “It’s called the Forest of Reflection for a reason,” she replied. “It’s said to show people their truths, whether they want to see them or not.” Evelina looked around curiously. “I wonder how that’s going to happen though. Is it another riddle we have to solve or maybe something we see in the reflection of the lake?” She shrugged. “I just hope we’re able to face our demons and move past here. Everyone is counting on us to come back with the Sacred Flame.”

I had completely forgotten that I had it on last night, it was like, it wasn’t on me the whole time we were having fun. “It glowed. Lime. Like a greenish yellow with a tiny bit of orange.” For a second we were both quiet and I just stared at him. Then I burst out into fits and Hector gave me a confused look. It was not like the other confused looks that was always accompanied by a smile, this one was a serious confused look. I finally composed myself to look at him and say. “Impossible.” He shook his head negatively as if he knew I was not going to believe him. “My pendant only glows white or gray, it can never glow to any other color.”

“I won’t let anyone take over my mind. Not even a goddess.” “No one’s asking you to,” she said, lifting a hand. “But you will have to trust her. Trust yourself. Otherwise, the magic you carry will burn you from the inside out.” The room began to shimmer. The floor rippled. The air buzzed. Her eyes flashed silver.. “Show me you’re not afraid,” the reflection whispered. Magic exploded behind my eyes—white-hot and blinding. I gasped as the world tilted. And then— Silence. The mirror was just a mirror again. My reflection returned to normal, breathing hard, eyes wide, mouth parted in shock. I stepped back.

But Mateo was faster — pressing a remote to his heart. The altar flared red. MIRROR PROTOCOL – PHASE II ACTIVATED. The floor cracked beneath us as the villa began to tremble. And Mateo’s final words echoed in the dark: “Welcome to the reflection, brother. Let’s see who survives the truth.” Final Line: “In the end, the mirror doesn’t lie — it only shows what we tried to bury.”

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

And she struck the reflection with all she was. “I don’t want to be perfect,” she said. “I just want to be true.” The vision screamed and shattered. And in its place— A pendant appeared, floating in the air. A clear crystal shaped like a teardrop, glowing with inner light. The Glass Pendant of Truth. Elira reached for it. And the world returned. --- She collapsed into Lucien’s arms in the real world—his scent grounding her, his voice whispering her name. The others gathered, staring at her in stunned silence.

Melanie's POV "Don't you dare!" I growled when I saw Clara's high hand. In her hand was the supposed sacred knife - that, I recognized. Clara turned to me with surprise evident on her face. But sad for her, 'cause as soon as she turned, she was struck by an electrifying ray that emitted from my hands. She was sent flying across the room. She let out a loud scream when her back came in contact with the furnitures. Crashing sounds filled the atmosphere.