Novel & Cerita The Stranger In The Mirror

Was I having that bad dream again? May be !! I must wash my eyes maybe I hallucinating because of the lack of sleep. I went to the washroom in my cabin and cleaned myself. My skin had become red. So I applied the ice to it. Wore another shirt, from my locker in my cabin. I even washed my face in case, I was having a bad dream. I came back and saw the girl with her head bent. It was the same girl... She was a Doctor?? God help all the patients and most of all me.

"I gave you silence. I gave you walls. I gave you locks. And still…you begged for his voice.” Camela's lips quivered as she spoke. "I didn’t beg." The stranger’s eyes grew darker. "Then what are you doing now?" The apartment walls groaned ominously as if they were alive. The shattered mirror reassembled itself, bringing back the reflection—Vincent’s eyes staring at her once again. She pressed her hands over her ears and shouted, “Stop it!” The stranger moved in closer, his whisper intense. “You know you need him.” Her scar flared up, and the ring became tighter.

I stumbled to my feet, caught sight of a mirror across the room And froze. A stranger stared back. A man.

“People who want what the Blackmoor line gives.” A cold like glass moved through the elder’s face. “Prove it,” he said. The stranger’s eyes slipped to Mira, and the world slipped with him. Mira lifted her head then, eyes open and silver like wet coins. She looked at the stranger and then at the elders, and for a second the room held its breath. A sound came from her—low, not quite a cry, not quite a laugh. It rose under the laugh of the fire and the hum of the people. It was a sound that did not belong to the small body. Heads turned. Even Darius paled.

To losing him. Luna wrapped herself in the plush towel, its warmth a poor substitute for the safety she craved. She needed to feel human again, to remember that she was more than just a pawn in someone else's game. The mirror reflected a stranger back at her—haunted eyes, hollow cheeks, a mouth that had forgotten how to smile. You're stronger than this, she told herself, but the words felt fragile as spun glass. She stepped into the hallway, her bare feet silent on the cool hardwood, and froze.

I met his eyes, calm and cold. “Jim,” I said, “you’ve lost your mind.” “I don’t care about you. All I feel now is disgust.” “And shouldn’t you be off somewhere with your childhood friend? Why are you here, harassing me?” Jim smirked like he thought I was being petty. “There it is,” he chuckled. “You’re jealous. You’re upset. Don’t be. There’s nothing between me and Rowena. I never even liked her.” “She’s not even close to you, so quit throwing a tantrum and behave.”

The waist-high full-length mirror wobbled for quite a while, capturing the reflection of Candice in its unsteady gaze. The mirror reflected her pale face, a slender neck, and clothes that used to fit well but now appeared loose on her. Candice stared at the seemingly lifeless woman in the mirror, shocked. Her pupils trembled uncontrollably, and she instinctively reached out to touch the reflection in the mirror. Was this really her? Why did she look so terrible? She didn’t feel sick, but she looked awful. Candice stood in front of the mirror for a long time, trying to understand her current appearance and the reasons behind the change.

The boys quickly formed a defense stance behind each other giving me the chance to look at the source of such a strong voice. The tattooed stranger! “And who are you to tell us that?” The leading guy asked, his voice hard unlike that of a teenager he is. “Someone who can break your bones and dumb them in a police cell if you don’t leave this minute” he threatened It’s highly unhealthy how his strong command makes my painties wet in the face of danger. I must be going crazy.. The boys ran away in a matter of seconds leaving just the two of us in the area. “Uhhhm…. Thanks” I managed to say

Not gray, not silver, but a radiant, snowy hue, eerily reminiscent of the woman in my dream. My breath caught, heart racing. What was happening to me? I stumbled backward, my eyes locked on the stranger in the mirror. The change was striking, transforming me into a reflection of the mysterious woman. A shiver coursed through me, what the hell was going on?

asked Ice confused. Didn't expect that this man was doing everything that ended up for her as well. Yes! Of all the jobs Ice had done being a stripper like this was the most stressful. Not only did she have to sell the dance, but many parts of her body were touched by strange men, and there she had to keep smiling even though every time someone did that to her, she wanted to break her nose. Jacob paused for a moment before he nodded slowly and without saying anything else. Jacob immediately moved back away from her.