Twilight Mirror Twilight Princess Novels & Stories

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

She stopped one of the maidens and asked her a few questions about the arena. "Excuse me," said Princess Milly. "I couldn't help but notice how hard you and the other maidens are working to prepare the arena. Is everything in order?" The maiden smiled and nodded her head. "Yes, my lady. We are working hard to ensure that everything is ready for the competition this evening." Princess Milly was impressed by the maiden's dedication and work ethic. She knew that the Twilight Combat game was an important event for the kingdom, and she was glad to see that everyone was taking it seriously.

“Well you see, I am just too fed up from all of the games ‘they’ are having and playing. Thou I admit it is entertaining and I did eventually gift them with that choice, Yet.” Stopping on HIS words as HE stands and walks in front of the thousand mirrors lining out and up. HE snaps his finger as a distinct mirror appears in front of him and towards the both of them. The mirror reflected the very life of the prince, yet is quite tainted with dirt and sin. A speck of dirt, yet rather a curse that was made a long time ago, for the pure one to whom they took care off is not the same one they know now.

I don’t even spare a glance at the traitors, my eyes stay locked on my mate, roaming his exquisite body and then staring up into his deep crimson eyes, swirling with his anger and bloodlust. I see a small smirk playing around on his lips as he takes in my aroused state. “Will you hold this for me, my love?” He hands me a glass vial containing a golden liquid that almost looks like it’s glowing. “What is this?” I ask, tilting the vial and staring at its contents in awe. “Lightsbane.” My eyes go wide and all four vampires in front of us start panicking. “My king, please! We will tell you everything!”

“Let me go!” “Forgive us, Princess, but this is the only way to save you from the queen,” a wizard declared, then he pointed at a mirror, “Citadel of Thorns, Mountains of Despair!” The mirror shimmered like a rainbow. “Put her through your majesty, hurry. He threw me into the mirror, but instead of breaking, I went through it like a splash of cold water before landing on the floor and sliding into a wall. I heard him say, “Don’t worry, Princess. I can send the Prince later. Happy honeymoon.” The mirror showed the King and his wizard then they disappeared, and I only saw myself.

she exclaimed as she looked behind her, but she saw nothing. "Circa!" exclaimed the princess as she realized her companions were not present. "They have their own journey," the deity simply remarked, her gaze fixed on the princess. "Where did we end up last?" she asks, which appears to be a lazy remark. She placed her fingers on her chin to show that she is contemplating something. "No!" exclaimed the princess, knowing just what the deity was up to. She was about to attack when the deity waved her hand, and Vreihya appeared to crash into a gigantic mirror. It broke in her body, and her surroundings changed abruptly.

All of it told Sarah that the piece of human leg she was seeing wasn't fake. Sarah gasped for air, the flashlight slid off from her fingers. She falls back, gasping and wheezing as she stumbles backward, her widening eyes staring directly to the leg that became more visible because of the flashlight harboring it. Only then did she manage to let out a scream.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

In the dim, sickly light of the Hollow, the mirror didn't reflect the rain or the grey stone huts. It reflected a forest. But it wasn't the forest I knew. The trees in the mirror were white as bone, and the sky was a deep, bruised violet. In the center of the reflection, a woman stood. She looked like me, but her eyes weren't the soft brown of an Omega. They were twin pools of liquid silver, glowing with a predatory intelligence that made my skin crawl. “The Silence,” the mirror seemed to hum against my palm. “The Queen of the Stillness.”

As I begin to read, my eyes go wide. When the Winter Solstice Princess has completed 20 cycles around the sun, a great threat will bear down upon the realm. This Solstice Princess will have powers to stop the threat, being of three equal species: a wolf, an elf, and a spell caster. The Solstice Princess will come into her powers after meeting her beloved and marking them as her own. The tipping of the scales will be in favor of the Solstice Princess, with ice in her heart for those who would harm her loved ones, she will cover the corpses of her enemies in ice. Well, shit, Calida is NOT going to be happy about this, and this seriously fucks with our plans now.