The world beyond the mirror
- Reads 371
- Votes 11
- Parts 4
Ever since I was a little kid I'd always been scared of looking in mirrors when it was dark or if I was alone, I'd always thought that when I looked up I'd see something other than my familliar, comforting reflection. But now I realise that it wasn't the monsters of my imagination that I should have been fearing, what really should have scared me was the thing that I thought was my protection.
Please excuse any grammatical mistakes.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Raven's School of Magic: Year One
MASSIVE REWRITE WARNING!!! (Completed: 5/9/2024) The Dark One is on the move. Never seen, but always there. No one knows their name. No one knows if they're even a person. Some say they have been here since the beginning of time. Others say they appeared over night. One thing is for certain: it must be stopped or all is lost. 'Only the power of a firstborn twin can stop the dark one forever.' This prophecy has been told for centuries. Every child knows it even little Alyssa who has just turned twelve years old and is finally old enough to go to Raven's School of Magic. Her parents are happy for her, but also haunted and protective due to the loss of her twin. For years Ally has been plagued with sudden pain that leaves her unable to move or even scream. Bruises and lashes form on her body and people spread rumors that this was the mysterious power of the twin bond. Is this the case? Is her twin really alive? And is he somewhere suffering at the hands of the dark one? Ally is soon chosen to be entered the good side of magic school as many expected. However, on the same night, a boy from a well-known evil family is chosen to be in the good side as well. Many people believe that this child is chosen by the Dark One to destroy them all. What will Ally do? Will she befriend the boy or will she turn her back on him?Complete
Silent Heroes: Wildcat
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.Complete
Compeer
Many people believe that the blind are only those who can't see. They are wrong. Everyone is blind, in one way or another. Blindness comes in many forms. Those who are blind to the evils of the world are blind to reality. Those who are blinded by beauty are consequently blind to the fact that it comes with a price. And those who are blinded by light are also blind to the notion that it is accompanied by shadows. And though I must admit that I, too, was not above being blind. I knew the shadows all too well. My life was lead in the shadow of a wall; I was born shrouded in it, and if it were up to them, I would die the same way as well. The very moment I began to understand the world around me was the same moment it came crashing down. For at that moment, I realized that this wasn't my world. It was theirs. I had previously said that I was not immune to blindness. I knew I was different, but as they say, everybody is different for a reason. But I was blind to the fact that my reason was him. I was blind to the cruel twist of Fate that allowed my captor to become my liberator, and I was blinded again by the same cruel twist of Fate that made my liberator my captor. I was blind to the implications of making a deal quite literally signed in blood, and I was blind to the fact that it would bind me to the life of another for eternity as we knew it. I was born for him. He was born to kill. But, despite being blind to all this, I swore would never be blind to one thing: Though I may wear the Devil's Heart around my neck and His mark on my skin, I will never call myself a vampire's Compeer.Complete
The Life Of Angel Grace
Having grown up as a normal girl until I saw my friend die into a wolf, I realized our world wasn't so small and I had to be careful. It wasn't until I became apart of that world how dangerous it was. Now that my alpha had called in a protection detail over me of a man I had dreamt of for years, I knew it was only getting worse. I felt it in my bones. The man, James, didn't know what he was getting into when he only smelled human blood under my skin as his vampire self. I wish I could tell him the truth.Complete
Bite Me ✔
《 Highest Ranking: #5 in Vampire 》 "Is that Marcus? Marcus as in, from our High School Marcus!" Casey squeaked. I spun around, not quite believing her, but there he was. He strode through the school like he owned it and my god, he could've. He'd changed over the four years he'd been gone. It was like god himself had carved him from a statue. His cheekbones could cut a finger and a jaw that could slice a hand. He was taller, more muscular. He looked nothing like the boy that went away. He wore a blacket jacket and ripped jeans, his grey eyes studied the school as every female studied him. Suddenly, they slipped past every other person's eyes and landed on mine. No surprise etched his face, it was like he didn't recognise me. Until I saw the corner of his mouth lift up. ~~ Best friends, Diana and Marcus planned to do everything together. They would go to college and live in the same dorm room, they would always be best friends. But, Marcus went away. Without expecting him to return, Diana uses her heartbreak to change her life. She becomes popular in college.. Then one day, he shows up. But he's changed, he's darker, more silent and definitely a lot more hotter. He'd grown taller, his face sharper and he drew eyes from every woman on campus, even the guys. He spoke to no one and didn't even acknowledge her until she spoke to him. But something was very off. Very off, indeed. Cover Design: @newsies- Copyright @tavanalee No Rights Reserved 2018Complete
Surviving High School. 👈👈😎
Our parent's made life look easy. They made love look easy. What they didnt make look easy? Was High School. They didn't tell us High School could tear friends apart. Or that people would get treated like complete trash. Adults talk about how kids will face the real world after High School. Pft. Try facing the real world in High School. Where nothing makes sense. And when someone tells you, they love you. Feels like a lie. [BOOK TWO OF: Enter If You Dare.]Complete
The Dark Witch: The Nox Haven Series
I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)Complete
My Short Life
I didn't think about how I would cease to live. I always just thought about family and being myself and just going on with life without a care in the world. I just wanted to spend the last moment I had with that special person in my life, but I guess that will never happen. I have always wanted an anniversary since I was a little girl, and now that I had a chance to get one, I couldn't show up. I want to escape from this prison I'm in, but to do that I have to go through a lot of adventures and ups and downs before I can get away.Complete
MASSIVE REWRITE WARNING!!! (Completed: 5/9/2024) The Dark One is on the move. Never seen, but always there. No one knows their name. No one knows if they're even a person. Some say they have been here since the beginning of time. Others say they appeared over night. One thing is for certain: it must be stopped or all is lost. 'Only the power of a firstborn twin can stop the dark one forever.' This prophecy has been told for centuries. Every child knows it even little Alyssa who has just turned twelve years old and is finally old enough to go to Raven's School of Magic. Her parents are happy for her, but also haunted and protective due to the loss of her twin. For years Ally has been plagued with sudden pain that leaves her unable to move or even scream. Bruises and lashes form on her body and people spread rumors that this was the mysterious power of the twin bond. Is this the case? Is her twin really alive? And is he somewhere suffering at the hands of the dark one? Ally is soon chosen to be entered the good side of magic school as many expected. However, on the same night, a boy from a well-known evil family is chosen to be in the good side as well. Many people believe that this child is chosen by the Dark One to destroy them all. What will Ally do? Will she befriend the boy or will she turn her back on him?
More detailsContent Guidelines