Vampire Mirror Novels & Stories

Is it me, or is everyone in this hallway staring at me with deathly glares? Danrious unexpectedly took my hand, which surprised me, so I looked at him. He was just looking head-on with a strong expression. Every student in this class is a vampire. Their stares make me feel uneasy, just like my first day on the mansion. I feel like I'm going through the same trauma I did when I first entered the mansion.

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

"You need to look in the mirror." "What?" I stumbled out of bed. Ugh, I felt weird and slow. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I froze, understanding the strange expression on Ran's face. My eyes were swollen, and it was obvious that I had been crying, but the streaks of tears that had dried on my cheeks were clear and not bloody. I turned on the water and washed my face. Not many knew that I sometimes cried human tears. It was something that I didn't want other Vampires to discover. I was already viewed as different.

His face hardened at the memory of what this face did to him , he shut his eyes tight and tried to divert his thoughts. The room was pitch dark, suddenly a dim light turned on, beneath the light was a long mirror, Mahira saw herself in the mirror, but the reflection in the mirror appeared to have pale white skin , she was covered with blood all over, she opened her mouth to speak but was silent, then her eyes look at her and turned evil black as she lifts both her hand, to her horror Mahira sees the reflection holding a knife in one hand and a male doll in another, she lifts the knife and slashes the neck of the doll in one ruthless strike, then the reflection begins to cry.. Mahira calls ou

asked Caroline again. "Yes, I remember, but there is a tiny problem," said Jamima with a confused expression on her face. "Problem! Why, what happened? What problem are you talking about? Girl, I dare you to say that you don't remember the colour of the eyes because it's our only clue," said Caroline, annoyed. "No, it's not. You told me that vampires can only have two colours, red and blue, right?" asked Jamima. "Yes, what's up with it?"

"Wolf!" The vampires came at her, but Jonathan appeared as if stepping from mist before Allena, sweeping his hand and throwing them back into a wall. The picture that had hung there along with the side table both split open at the impact and whatever glass decorations that had sat upon the table shattered as well. Another man that Allena had failed to notice sped towards the vampire's side, his face worried. Allena brow furrowed as she recognized the other man-but it couldn't be him . . .

My Beta nods his head. Miranda's POV I stand in the mirror, looking at myself. My violet eyes stick out from the rest of the features of my face. They’re my mother’s eyes, but I must conceal them. I tilt my head back and squeeze the dropper into both eyes. The liquid feels cool against my eyes. I open them to be greeted with the green color that most werewolves have. I close the bottle and set it on the counter. Ella pokes her head out from behind me. We smile at each other through the mirror, and I swivel on my heels to face her.

--- Into the Mirror With Principal Katie’s approval—and the school watching in silence—Anna, Logan, Mia, Ryan, Damon, and Naomi stepped toward the mirror. As they reached out, the surface rippled like water. Anna took a deep breath, then stepped forward. One by one, they followed. As the last of them entered, the mirror sealed shut. The Reflection Game had begun again. And this time, the price of failure was higher than ever. ---

"But there's something else you should know. About what happens when both bloods fully merge." Lucian doesn't want to hear it. But he needs to. "Tell me," Lucian says. Jasper sets the journal aside. Walks to a locked chest in the corner. Opens it with a key from around his neck. Inside, wrapped in oiled cloth, lies a mirror. Not silver like Thane's. This one looks like black glass. Obsidian, polished to impossible smoothness. "Vampire glass," Jasper says. "Shows truth that normal mirrors hide. My father used it to track his own deterioration."

it rasped, “and it will be your undoing.” Luna only smiled, her cracked lips bleeding. “Perhaps. But until then… drink deep, my king-to-be has much to learn.” The door slammed shut, and in the darkness, the vampire’s growl rolled through the chamber like distant thunder. As Luna stepped back into her sanctum, the mirror shimmered again—but this time without her touch. A voice slithered from its depths, so old it seemed to rattle her bones. “You toy with forces even you don’t understand, witch.”