Snow White Quotes Mirror Novels & Stories

Marquise sighed, after some seconds were passing and the mirror projection didn’t change into something different… “The mirror couldn’t trace the place and Knight Richard…” Marquise murmured. She turned around to Luka and looked at both Luka and Miller in return. “Is it because of his magic protection?” Miller lower his tone and he gritted his teeth to handle the flames in his chest. He stared at Luka and snuffed out loud. “We have another way…the young wolf man…” Marquise drew a long deep breath. She turned to the mirror again and swayed her hand in the front the mirror. “Mirror of the universe, show us the young wolf man…”

"Don't talk. Just hold on. The snow's about to stop." However, Janet seemed to see nothing. Confused, she whispered in my ear. "Don't tell him I'm still dumb and a failure. I've been everywhere, but I still can't forget him." Tears and blood streaked Janet's face. "If you get better, I won't tell him how much of a failure you are!" She hugged my neck, her voice barely a whisper. "He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart."

Her voice sounded so far away. “Ma'am? I need to get the box.” When I finally looked up, I saw that at least 15 people surrounded me. I slowly extended my arm to hand her the box. Someone took that as a sign and handed me a bottle of water. “ Snow?. Snow? You're pale. You should have some water. Snow?” The world spun and then everything went black. When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals.

I couldn't help but return his smile with one of mine; maybe not one as bright and beautiful looking as his, but either ways, a smile. "Hello! I'm Snow and I think you're very beautiful," I replied, automatically throwing in a compliment without even realising it. After getting nothing in reply, I glanced back up in Dylan's face to find him blushing a beautiful pink, a colour I've found annoying whenever it appears on my face, unlike Dylan's face, that colour red was made for his beautiful, feminine face.

Their mother was unknown. The small mirror was getting heavy in her pocket. The spell would be over soon. Olga went up the attic. She pulled the mirror out of her pocket and placed it beside the shrouded frame. She caressed the painting. "How are you, Zac Logan? Here's your companion. Vino Blanco is in the mirror! Ti hi hi hi hi!" she whispered quietly. She covered the mirror a dark cloth, too. Olga made the spell to both mirror and painting permanent. She created two crystals. One was pink and the other green.

“The reflection should melt into the mirror walls, not break from them. If guests notice the transition, we’ve failed the illusion.” “Ms. Storm.” Arya returned. “Lightning control says the engraved quotes are glowing unevenly. The top ones flicker when the panels shift.” Kiara crossed the hall, stopping beneath a mirrored strip engraved with a line from Da Vinci. She waited, one heartbeat, two, until the flicker appeared. “There,” she pointed out. “The sensors are catching the crystal glare. Adjust the angle by three percent and increase the opacity on the etching film.” Arya relayed the command through her earpiece. Within seconds, the flicker vanished, and the quote came alive in a soft, s

Those who were cursing me moments ago were now holding their breath. Every single eye turned to Tania, who was shaking like a leaf. "No... it's not like that..." Tania shook her head frantically, her voice shrill. "It's a lie! It's a trap Evelyn set up!" But no one bought it. The Blood Mirror was an artifact of the First Vampires. It never lied. Valerius rose to his feet. Hellfire blazed in his eyes. The crushing aura of a Lord suffocated the room.

I answered quickly as he sat down with the mirror in his hand, I moved closer immediately closing their little space between as I watched him caress the frame of the mirror "Is that part of the process of making it work?" I asked excitedly moving closer even when I was literally touching his bare skin. "No, it's not," he chuckled there’s no process, I’m just admiring its beauty," he added looking down at me and I lifted my head up feeling his gaze on me but couldn't look for long because I was too close to him to the point where his lips were just in my face when I looked over my shoulder to see him "the mirror has the power to show the past and the present perfectly. It is called the mirror

Evelyn ran, excited and everyone followed her. Seraphina's eyes roamed over that big shiny mirror before her. Its edges were coated with a crimson colour metal. "This mirror is special," Seraphina heard an old woman speaking, who was standing beside the mirror with an old man which she assumed was her husband. "What's special about this mirror?" Nevada asked, curious. "This mirror is called the Mirror Of Love," The old man uttered, smiling. Seraphina became curious at his words. "Mirror of love?" Evelyn asked.

The gate was open. In the center of the courtyard stood a massive mirror. It was ten feet tall, framed in jagged black obsidian. It shouldn't have been there. It looked like it had grown out of the cobblestones. The surface of the glass wasn't reflecting the courtyard; it was a swirling vortex of violet and grey. "The Mirror of Souls," Hala’s voice drifted from the ranks. She pushed her way forward, her staff trembling. "It’s a Coven relic. Selene has left us a parting gift."