Mirror Mirror
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In a kingdom where beauty rules and mirrors never lie-Queen Zailah has only ever trusted one thing: her reflection.
When a defeated rival offers her a mysterious enchanted mirror, Zailah sees more than a gift-she sees a god-like vision of herself. Beautiful beyond mortal bounds, the mirror becomes her obsession. But as her throne gleams with power, unrest brews in the shadows.
Callista, the queen's loyal chambermaid, is torn between duty and love when her forbidden lover begs her to steal the mirror in exchange for a chance at freedom. What begins as a desperate theft ignites a chain of betrayal, unmasking ambition, deception, and a curse foretold by the stars.
As illusions shatter and truths claw their way to the surface, the queen spirals into madness, and the price of perfection demands blood. In a world where beauty is power and mirrors never forget-how long can anyone hold onto the face they desire?
Perfect for fans of twisted fairytales and dark mythology, Mirror Mirror is a tale of vanity, vengeance, and the terrifying cost of seeing yourself too clearly.
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