Shatter Mirror Novels & Stories

,Moon said. "You heard that?" "Of course I did",Moon replied and I could literally feel how disturbed she was. "I think we should pretend like we heard nothing until we understand what's going on" After a little thought, I nodded. "You're right. But, what about this?",I waved my hands towards the mirror and it shattered suddenly. The glass shards erupted and flew towards me with blinding speed. I screamed out and lifted my hands to protect my face, and I received another shock of my life. The glass shards froze in the air, just inches away from piercing into my face.

Pulling one of the frame pieces out of the mess, I heaved it with all my strength and shattered the glass. I could get in now, but the snake could also get out. It dropped to the ground and headed for the opening, then shied back, moving slowly and gingerly. The broken glass cut at its scales. It was so desperate for food, it came at me anyway and let the glass slice it to ribbons. That gave me an idea. I picked up a particularly large shard of glass and waited.

Damon lunged in front of me instantly, blocking my view, growling deep in his chest. “Get back,” he snarled. “Ivy, don’t look at it.” But I couldn’t look away. Even with Damon shielding me, I felt the pull like a hand tugging at my ribs. Damon shouted for Elara. His heartbeat pounded through our bond. He was terrified. The mirror crackled with soft, silver flames. And Jace’s whisper drifted out one last time: “Soon.” The mirror shattered. Shards hit the floor. The last piece fell with a ringing sound that felt final.

My lashes grew heavy, and I fell asleep just like that. At some point, I woke. He was gone. Only the cables remained and they were all still melting. And then the apartment shook. First it was a rumble, then walls trembled and mirrors rattled. I scrambled up. Then lights exploded in pops and splinters of glass. The circle cracked and my heart vaulted. I fell to my knees, touching the floor. Something rolled under my fingertip. It was a shard from the mirror. The sharp edge gleamed with reflected light.

Nonetheless, I quickly changed into my clothes and made my way to the mirror, intending to apply some makeup. As I stood before the mirror, my hand trembling slightly, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease in the air. It was as if an invisible tension had woven its way into the room. But before I could fully grasp the situation, the ground beneath me began to shake violently. The room seemed to come alive with the force of the tremors, and I watched in horror as the mirror shattered into countless pieces, reflecting my fear-stricken expression.

she muttered and I chuckled, tilting my head to the side. "If I dare to do this then why won't I make it in? You should be talking about making it out," I replied curtly. She smiled, that evil glee darting across her piercing dark eyes. "Then… get in," she said and the moment the words left her lips, the mirrors began to shatter, some of the splinters bursting into the air. I tried to shield myself from the splinters but one of them sliced through my cheek, earning a wince of agony from me.

I hissed. I slammed my hand against the mirror again and cracks split across its surface, spreading like veins. The reflection’s voice turned desperate. “Rory, stop! You’ll destroy me!” “Good,” I whispered. The mirror broke. Pain burst through my armglass tearing my skin, blood spilling across the floor. I fell to my knees, gasping. The broken bits glowed softly, reflecting not Elias, not Selene but me. A thousand versions of me. Crying. Screaming. Laughing.

I was staring at my reflection in a mirror and although what I was seeing was very conflicting, it was that plain. I opened my fingers and let go of the kid now and he crashed to the ground while I bent down and picked up the mirror from his body. I stood back erect and then with both my hands, I held the mirror to my face. The mirror shattered. It shattered into bits now and I separated my hands in my confusion as I didn’t hold it hard or try to break it. I didn’t want to break it but it broke, and this made me very mad now. But then thankfully, there was still a fairly big piece in my left hand so I positioned it before my face again.

Their voices were twisted with hatred. "Lies!" I shouted. The room shook as shards flew over the black floor when one of the mirrors broke. The others, meanwhile, increased in number, their murmurs harsher and louder. I regained my balance, fully aware of the trick. The mirrors thrived on uncertainty and shattered realities. I would be lost in the never-ending labyrinth if I listened or hesitated. I stepped forward as the illusions swung out more forcefully with each stride. In a rage, I pictured myself killing them all.

I'm gonna break the glass. " I'm sorry, Grandpa. I need to do this." I lifted my hands and broke the mirror with all the energy and strength I got inside me. The glass shattered with a loud noise. The crack in one mirror gone up and all the mirror in the room shattered at the same time. I held my hands over my head to protect myself from getting hurt from the mirror pieces.