Body Double Cersei Novels & Stories

Hope looked up. Daniel went pale. Ethan whispered a curse. Even the older man looked stunned. The woman lowered the file slowly. And delivered the final bombshell. "You had twins.”

The table is adorned with fine china and silverware, a feast fit for royalty laid out before us. Seated at the head of the table are Luna Cersei and Alpha Primo. My gaze lingers on Alpha Primo, my heart sinking at the sight. He looks different from how I remembered him from Bonded. Gone is the imposing figure with a strong build, replaced instead by a man confined to a wheelchair, with an IV pole by his side and IV drips piercing his arm. On the other hand, Luna Cersei looks exactly as she's described in the novel: fair skin, dark eyes, dark hair that’s tied up like a crown and adorned by jeweled barrette. She greets us with a warm smile, motioning for us to take our seats.

Aaron was sitting behind his desk, a smug smile on his face. "You are sick Aaron, gold diggers liars, manipulators how dare you!" Cercei yelled walking closer to his desk. Aaron's smile only grew wider. "Oh, Cersei," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "You really don't get it, do you? It was never about you. It was never about us." Cersei felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. "What are you talking about?" Aaron leaned back in his chair, his expression was unreadable. "You're not the first woman I've been with, Cercei. You're not even the first woman I've been with who's had, my child."

“What did you say?” Jaeren walked toward her step by step. “I said, enough.” “No wonder the doctor couldn't hear her heartbeat.” “No wonder her body kept getting colder every day.” “No wonder she spent those last days lying still.” “The truth is, I could have stayed with her for those seven days.” “And I wasted all of it on this damn wound of yours.” Cersei backed away step by step, but she was still screaming. “So what if she turned into a ghost!?” “She could never beat me when she was alive, and she still can't now that she's dead!”

"I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to continue this... this situationship with you. I don’t have the heart for it. My mind is telling me to run." Kingseley stepped into her personal space, the heat from his body a stark contrast to the sterile hospital environment they had just escaped. "Moturanyo, come on. Don’t sound like this. We can do this. We’ve been doing it. We can keep her in the dark." "No," she said, though her voice lacked conviction as he moved closer. "Please. You and I... we don’t exist anymore. I can’t do this to her. She is my friend, Kingseley. She trusts me with her life."

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.

With a single glance, I dismissed my men, leaving just Vienna and me alone in my office, along with Russo’s lifeless body. “Don’t act surprised, Vienna,” I said, my tone stern. Deep down, she knew the truth. The striking physical resemblance between her and Cercei was hard to ignore, so much so that some mistook them for twins. It was this undeniable similarity that fueled Vienna’s animosity towards Cercei. Her rigid efforts to make Cercei’s life miserable weren’t merely due to her being spoiled, but she was in denial of the truth. I had observed them for years, hoping they would outgrow their animosity. After all, they were sisters, and it was high time they acknowledged it.

His breath caught, and his silver flame stuttered. “…No,” Adrien rasped. His voice was hoarse, yet filled with something Sera had never heard before, terror. The double’s gaze slid to him. “You feel it, don’t you? The truth in your blood. You are not only fire. You are void. You are me.” Adrien’s fingers dug into Sera’s wrist. His eyes, wide and pained, flicked to hers. “Don’t… believe him.” Sera’s throat tightened. The abyss trembled with the double’s presence. The shadow-creatures, moments ago howling in hunger, now bowed low, quivering.

She could see that Rey was deeply in love with Lucius and she was happy. ”You are really beautiful, the both of you are. You both remind me of Sonia, She loved you both so much”, Cersei said. “A few days to her death, she messaged me asking me to place a cloaking spell on both of you. She knew that the dark mages had closed in on your location and she decided to give up her life to protect you both. She told me that she was going to use herself as a decoy to enable you both get away”

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Adrian was standing in front of the witch clan that became the reason behind Eve's misery. The woman who looked in her mid thirties was staring at Adrian's pale face with wide eyes. "Cersei Shadowclaw! I am not surprised at all to see your beautiful face. You look very much like your great grandmother, Azure. Especially your black eyes that remind me of her." Adrian spoke in a low tone. Cersie was staring at Adrian's face with this horrifying look in her eyes. Whole Louisiana was aware of the horrifying story of poor Azure. How her life ended as Adrian came to know that it was Azure who had predicted Eve's future. Adrian had killed Eve on behalf of the single prediction.