The Mirror Audiobook – The Lost Bride Trilogy, Book 2

I’ll never forget the rainy Sunday afternoon I curled up on my window seat, mug of chamomile tea in hand, and let Brittany Pressley’s voice guide me through the haunted corridors of *The Mirror*. There’s something about Nora Roberts’ ability to conjure atmosphere that always transports me, but this time—coastal Maine shrouded in fog, echoes from another century—I was swept away even more completely.

Sonya MacTavish’s story is rooted in a place that feels both familiar and dreamlike: a Victorian mansion humming with secrets and sorrow. Maybe it’s because I’ve always been drawn to old houses (my grandmother’s creaky farmhouse comes to mind), but I felt an instant kinship with Sonya as she first crossed the threshold into her inheritance—and all its shadows. Roberts excels at creating places that breathe; here, every slammed door or ghostly piano note seemed almost tangible, adding a chill to even my cozy blanket.

What sets *The Mirror* apart for me isn’t just its supernatural suspense (though there are moments when my heart genuinely raced!). It’s the emotional depth layered beneath each spectral encounter. As Sonya unravels the mystery behind a centuries-old curse and the murdered bride linked to an ornate mirror, Roberts carefully draws out themes of love, loss, and resilience. I recognized so much of myself in Sonya—the tentative hope after heartbreak, the urge to make sense of what we inherit from those who came before us. There’s an undercurrent of self-discovery here that resonated deeply.

Brittany Pressley deserves real applause for her narration. Her voice adapts beautifully—from haunting whispers echoing down dark hallways to scenes warm with romantic tension—she gives distinct presence not only to Sonya but also supporting characters (including some very convincing ghosts). Listening late at night added an extra thrill; Pressley’s delivery heightened every atmospheric detail without ever overplaying it.

If you adore romance interwoven with gothic chills—as I do—this book will satisfy your craving for both intimacy and intrigue. The chemistry between Sonya and her mysterious love interest kept me invested without overwhelming the core mystery; their banter felt honest rather than forced, giving lightness amid all that creeping dread.

A small quibble: while most revelations unfold naturally through dreams or visions (which kept me guessing), there were moments where exposition slowed things down slightly near the midpoint. But by then I cared enough about these characters—and wanted closure for those restless spirits—that it didn’t diminish my enjoyment overall.

What lingers days later isn’t just fear or longing—it’s gratitude for stories like this one: stories reminding us how family histories can shape our lives in unexpected ways and how facing what haunts us might be our path toward peace. Whether you’re following The Lost Bride Trilogy from book one or meeting these ghosts anew here in book two, *The Mirror* stands strong on its own spellbinding merits.