Mirror, Mirror (Twisted Tales, #6)

by Jen Calonita

It wasn’t till she was outside those walls that she’d realized the truth: the only one who could truly break her free was herself.

Soon Snow was falling,

Snow pun? Loool

His eyes were as blue as the blue jay that sat on her windowsill most mornings, and his hair, while a bit messy, was a lovely shade of brown. She liked how one curl fell over one of his eyes, and he had such a luminous smile that she couldn’t help

Stop hes so cute i wanna cry

You must look past appearances, Snow, she remembered her mother telling her. A person’s true worth is always found within.

Disgusting

The Fountain of Youth.

Like from elena of avalor?????????

trapped in the woods,

Im loooooostttt in the wooooooooooddddsssssss

A cavern meant more darkness, and she had finally found the light.

her aching feet

Omg i just remembered shes been in heels this whole time

Grumpy,

I hate him

ridiculous aviary in the garden

:(

She wouldn’t have allowed the kingdom to become so lax with its merchants or agreed to bartering and swapping goods with other kingdoms instead of keeping all the wealth here, where it belonged.

Shes fr such a loser

Ingrid couldn’t help preferring it that way.

Bruh i hate her sm

Ingrid had hoped Georg would get himself killed

BRO IS INSANE

But she wasn’t stealing. The mirror was hers.

I. Hate. Her. So. Much.

“Maybe it was too dangerous for you, but it is not for me!” Ingrid thundered. “The mirror saw my potential and it called to me, therefore it is mine, and I am taking it now.”

Hugest ick ever

After all, it would be a pity to waste it.

Oh my god bro i hate her sm

Katherine ignored her for a moment, continuing to coo at Snow White, who lapped up the attention that should have been for Ingrid.

BRO SHES A BABY SHUT UPPPPP

One voice can be very powerful when it is heard above the rest.

all too well,

“Stop! Please!” she heard him say as he breathed heavily. “I am no huntsman!”

Is it henri omg please say its henri plsssssss

“Henri?”

YESSSSSS

He tried to sit up fast, but fell back. He ran a hand through his brown hair and blinked twice at her in surprise.

Hes so cute ajahajhahjaj

Henri took her hand and pulled her in close. They were practically standing nose to nose.

Ahhhhh

He had changed into a beige linen shirt that was only laced halfway, revealing his chest and making her blush.

She wondered if he felt the connection like she did.

I told him of the queen’s refusal to see me, and”—he hesitated, his cheeks coloring slightly—“about the beautiful maiden I met in the castle gardens.” “You did?” she asked, unsure why she was so taken with the fact that he’d mentioned her. “Yes.” Henri smiled shyly. “Oh, brother,” she heard Grumpy mumble.

“Long live the rightful heir!” the huntsman shouted at her. “Long live the future queen!”

I love him

She needed to succeed, not only for herself, but for all the people fighting with her. And now that included Henri.

A man who cares for the creatures of this earth has to be a kindred spirit,

She could picture Grumpy giving Henri his long list of instructions for this trip.

Their fingers stayed intertwined a moment longer than was strictly necessary.

Henri smirked. “So it was love at first bite?”

I love him bro

Carefully, he began to peel the apple in one long strand that didn’t break. When he was done, he took the strand and wound it into a tight bud that looked like a rose. “For you, my lady.”

He held out the reins to her and began to climb up, and in doing so, he had to put his arms beside her. “Sorry,” he said, his arm grazing hers. “It’s fine,” Snow insisted, but she’d never been this close to a young man before, and certainly never to one nearly this handsome. The guards in the castle, even the young ones, had permanent scowls on their faces, but Henri—whether he was worried, sick, or just being a gentleman—seemed to always be smiling.

Snow started to hum a familiar tune to pass the time. Henri joined in, and the two of them sang a song that made even the birds in the forest land on branches to listen.

“Yes, I’m here, my snowflower. I’m here!” he said. They collapsed into one another’s arms, alternately crying and laughing as they clung to each other

CUTENESSSSSSS

“You’re not my mother and you never will be!”

BURNNNNNNNNNNNNN

Lips as red as the rose, hair as black as ebony, skin as white as snow. Snow White.

Snow’s dreams that night at her father’s cottage were restless.

Its giving percy jackson

Besides, if there was one good thing her aunt had taught her, it was that she didn’t need a man at her side to fight.

a raven.

OMGOMGOMG

Whether it was the same one that had been appearing at her window each day for the last week, she was not sure,

Wait...... It DOESNT work for her????

but the bird comforted her somewhat. It seemed to share her darkness

What an odd form of comfort

But I was always getting into mischief. One time Kristopher and I broke a castle window when we had a sword fight in the palace hall. The weapons were the guards’, but they were eating their supper and didn’t know we had gotten ahold of them.

I stole my father’s crown and tried selling it to the highest bidder in the village square.”

Oh my god

Friends, and maybe someone who could be more . . . someday.

Oooooooo

“If we cannot get out . . . then at least my life was not lived in vain,”

She was close enough to see the soot and the dirt in his hair and the smudge on his left cheek, and yet he’d never looked more beautiful.

She closed her eyes and waited for their lips to touch. Instead, she heard a clinking sound. They both jumped back in surprise.

NOOO SERIOUSLY??