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Madness

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It was slowly becoming apart of Elena Piers. It hid within her sanity. It clawed through her normalities. It chased her existence into lies. It trailed her, hushed at night, melting into the darkness only dancing in the flickering light. It was an echo of her movements, it shadowed her, it was becoming her.
    
    But how could you get rid of your reflection? 
    
    
    *used to be called Mirrors*All Rights Reserved

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Mirror // Van McCann by fading-memories

Is death really the end? Jess has been watching Ryan, her strange fifteen-year-old neighbor, for only a week and it's been one of the craziest weeks of her life. Who knew he and his family were full of secrets? And why was she so goddamn curious? A Van McCann AU. Book 1: Mirror Book 2: Reflect

Creepypastas by The_j0ke

You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.

The Monster In the Mirror [Thomas Brodie Sangster] by TheFictionWitch

In an hill beside the sea, sits a beautiful manor house. But time has not been kind to the house, everything is being weathered away by time all but the mirror. It has been long rumoured that a shadow creature had been spotted in and around the house for many generations, as well as the mystery of men and women found bleeding to death in there beds on morns after moonless nights. After walking home one night y/n finds her self an unwilling participant in a ploy to catch whatever lerks within the house. but it seems the creature and the house are more then they seem and she finds her self drawn to the house and to the mirror that holds a great secret.

Elizabeth Gilbert- Mikaelson Mate by Hybrid12340

TVD STORY! Elena had a twin, not biological, but ny heart. Her name was Elizabeth Gilbert. She had always known about the supernatural and she knew the risks. She was sent away to London by her family when things got tough in Mystic Falls. She was an angel. The Scooby Doo Gang decided her innocence should be saved and so she left. A year later and shes back. But her trip to London wasnt just that. "With great power comes great responsiblilty as a wise man once said." I quoted. "A wise man being spiderman." Stephan asks. I nod my head. #1 Finn Mikaelson #1 Mikaelson Mate #1 Elena's Twin #2 Sharing #3 Mystic falls #8 Originals

The Mirror's Reflection by kcuf625

SELF PUBLISHED. BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/axZkJ9U The Mirror's Reflection - A Haunting Psychological Thriller When Elena Davis stumbles upon an antique mirror in a dusty thrift shop, she has no idea that her life is about to change forever. At first, the mirror is nothing more than an elegant relic-until she notices something unusual. The reflections are too perfect, the light bends in unnatural ways, and then... she sees her. A woman who looks exactly like her, but isn't. Mira. What starts as an eerie curiosity spirals into an obsession. Night after night, Mira appears, revealing glimpses of a life that could have been-a life where Elena made different choices, where she has everything she's ever wanted: love, family, happiness. But as the visions intensify, reality begins to unravel. Objects move on their own. Whispers echo through the dark. The mirror glows with an unnatural light. And then, Mira speaks. She doesn't just want to be seen. She wants to trade places. As Elena teeters between the worlds of desire and danger, she must uncover the mirror's dark past before she loses herself forever. But when she finally crosses over, she realizes the horrifying truth-Mira isn't the only one who has been watching. In a world where choices shape reality and regret can be deadly, how far would you go to live the life you always wanted? 🔹 A mind-bending psychological thriller. 🔹 For fans of parallel worlds, eerie mysteries, and supernatural suspense. 🔹 What if the greatest danger wasn't the woman in the mirror-but the one staring back at you? Dare to look closer?

Love bound by blood by fanthezie

Dear diary... Ha! No. You fell for that? This is how my sister starts her day. Yes, she writes a diary. I used too, but after my parents died a lot changed. My name is Georgie Gilbert and this is my story. ---------☀️--------- Author: Hi, my name is Tereza and this book is a fan fiction based on The Vampire diaries series. It's a remake of my previous story: In love with a vampire. I know there are so many fan fictions like this, but I hope someone will read it, because I like writing it. If you decide to read this book, I have to tell you I'm not a native english speaker. So please, if you find some grammatical mistakes, understand. I need to say that I don't own any character in The Vampire diaries, except the ones I created (Georgie and James). Enjoy the reading.

Whispers From Pine Haven by Josann_Writes

There are things a mirror cannot reflect. Like guilt. Like grief. Like the truth about the child you were never supposed to raise. Zariah didn't move to the small town of Elmsbrook to start over - she came to disappear. At 26, with scars no one sees and a daughter who speaks to things no one else hears, Zariah has learned not to ask too many questions. She's a mother by survival, not by design. Haunted by memory gaps, dreams of hospitals that don't exist, and a recurring fear of her own reflection, she just wants to make a life for Nova - quiet, clean, and far away from her past. But Elmsbrook is not clean. And the mirrors here don't just show your face - they show who you used to be. Or worse... who you were meant to become. --- Nova is six years old. Bright. Curious. And wrong in ways no one talks about. She speaks to the mirror in her bedroom like it's an old friend. She sings lullabies she shouldn't know. And she wakes up some nights with black eyes that fade by morning. She doesn't remember being someone else. But the mirror does. And it's time she remembered. Caleb thought the worst day of his life was the day his daughter Lina died in his arms. But grief is a liar - and the mirror offered him a deal. One daughter, split in two. One raised in silence. The other raised in love. One became Nova. The other was left behind. Now, years later, the fragments of the bargain are waking up - and Caleb is pulled back into the storm he thought he escaped. But what he finds on the other side of the mirror isn't just his daughter. It's the part of himself he buried to forget her. 💔 Three broken souls. One split child. A mirror that feeds on memory. As Zariah unravels the truth of her forgotten trauma, she's forced to confront the impossible: that the child she's raised may not be entirely hers - and may never have been. Nova is changing. 🩸 Because the mirror isn't just a portal. It's a parasite. And it's hungry for families like he

NEEDLEMOUSE: unforgiven by GoldenBurger106

She cried where no one dared to hear, A whisper drowned in blood and fear. One final breath, a silenced scream, Now she haunts the edge of every dream. They took her voice, they broke her name, Left her bones, but not her flame. The earth refused to hold her soul, For justice never made her whole. She walks beneath the moonlight of her new cursed world, A question carved in every sigh. Not revenge, but truth she seeks In shattered nights and haunted weeks. She cannot sleep, she will not fade, not ever. No grave will keep what's left behind A woman wronged, unrested mind. With frost in breath and eyes of flame, She hunted those who fed the blame. Each heartbeat marked, each shadow known Their guilt engraved in flesh and bone. She found them hiding in their lies, Tore truth from lips and sight from eyes. No mercy lived within her shade, No sin too small to make them pay. Even those with hands kept clean Felt the chill of things unseen. For silence, too, can bear the knife, And feed the spirit that steals a life. A reign of terror, cold and wide, The veil between the worlds untied. She ruled the dusk, the dark, the dread A queen of pain, a crown of red. But storms, no matter how they roar, Will break upon a stronger shore. One day a light will pierce her gloom, A soul not swayed by wrath or tomb. He'll walk where others failed and dared not tread, To calm the spirit, to raise the dead.

Reflected sorrows by Gothicwriter24

A lost, grieving soul enters the jaws of an insatiable beast, where the eyes of uncannily well-preserved paintings reach for her weary, lonesome corpse like crows. This mansion has no history to be felt or heard; it's as if the rooms are hollow and ravenous, their stale tranquillity broken by irregular draughts that send shudders down her spine as oppressive as the clattering of a needle to the floor. There lie secrets. Secrets and betrayals. In the mirrors, familiar faces crawl out from their eternal doom to grasp her pale skin and whisper trenchant advice into her ears with a sickly tongue, hearing her heartbeat like the ticking of a clock; candles that breathe within her. Those faces have lain so long in wait among the stitches and threads of madness, waiting for her arrival. Though the hours crawl onwards, she remains, watching and listening to the whispers of sorrow that lurk behind her at every acrimonious gust of wind howling through the mouth of the great beast. What awaits her within these halls, engulfed in oppressive, potent mists of grief? Who may she meet in the reflections of trembling malady? Through it all, that face haunts her every step. Yellow skin and seething eyes. Ink-stained and bloody. Cackling as insidious as death. Woeful as grief.

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