Novel & Cerita Body Double Cersei

From the end of the hall, another door opened, dripping red light and silk threads flowing out like veins. A figure emerged, stepping through. It wasn’t the First Bride. It was Camela. But another Camela—her double. This version wore a stunning silk gown and a shining crown, her eyes filled with devotion as she smiled sweetly, saying: “Stop running. I already chose.” Vincent froze, his fire flickering uncertainly. And Camela’s breath caught in her throat. Because her double reached out her hand—straight toward Vincent.

I placed it down, looked up and my eyes met his. Holy shit! It was Doctor Xavier. My mind raced with questions. Why was he here at that moment of all places? He does have the right to go anywhere he wants. I heard someone coughing and a female voice startled me. “You sure love fixing you hair into my coffee.” I straightened up, noticing her for the first time. “I…I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” She nodded and I glanced at the handsome doctor. He had a girlfriend. He took a sip of his caramel tea and dropped it. “Could you add more cream, please?”

Her bare feet were braced on the floor like she expected it to dissolve beneath her. Between them— The other girl tilted her head. The thing wearing Kiera’s face was perfect in the way mannequins were perfect. No tremor. No tension. Every scar mirrored but smoothed, arranged as if chosen for aesthetic rather than memory. Her eyes were colorless. Not white like emptiness—clear. Like glass. “You arrived faster than I expected,” the double said calmly. “That’s interesting.” Ronan stepped forward. The floor did not resist. “Get away from her,” he said, voice steady.

On their ginger, were the engagement rings that signified their waiting union. " What of my children?" She asked. " You mean our children, right?" Becker asked with a smile. Dulce smiled weakly. Becker was so sweet. Her children were Olleta and Zigfrid. The pregnancy she had been tempted to abort five years ago turned out to be a set of twins. Olleta , the girl and first-born twin who was a replica of her mother, and Zigfrid, the male and second-born twin who probably took after his father.

Cersei's heart remained restless, as she felt it stop every second at the thought "what if." Her hands clasped behind her back, her dress flowing freely on the stone floor. Merlinda, seeing Cersei from a distance, could tell she was bothered. Cersei suddenly pulled back by the voice behind her, as she tried to maintain composure. "My Queen, you called for me," Merlinda said, taking a bow. "Rise," Cersei commanded, her gaze fixed on Merlinda. "Thank you, my Queen." "Who is the most formidable metal smith you know?"

His whole body was covered with cloth so I was able to identify who he was. I checked myself under the covers and I almost passed out seeing that I was wearing nothing underneath! I immediately stood up from the bed with the comforter around my naked body. Upon pulling it, I was already expecting to see a man underneath but I almost collapsed to the ground seeing there was not just a single man on the bed. There were two... And the worst thing that could happen is... "...they're t-twins.." My palm moved up against my mouth in shock. I don't want to comprehend it but the blood stain on the white sheet was proof that something really did happen last night!

"Quickly, drive Mr. Adrian and Ms. Laurent home!" Cyrus hurriedly ordered the bodyguards. "Have the doctor wait at the annex!" On the way home, Adrian held my hand the entire time. His hand was cold, but his grip was firm. "Why did you come?" he asked in a low voice. "How did you know something would happen to me?" I leaned against the back seat, and my body ached all over. Yet, I felt safer than I ever had before.

Logan's voice suddenly came through, "Hey, you two are all lovey-dovey every day and totally forget this poor single guy exists. But it's fine. Once I find her, I won't be single much longer. "Then, the four of us can take a trip together. Zoey, what do you think?" Before I could say anything, Troy cut in, "I don't think so. Move over. Babe, you were saying something. Go on." Troy switched from cold to gentle like it was nothing, and my heart did a stupid little flip. An ideal boyfriend was supposed to have that kind of sharp contrast and obvious double standard. Being with that kind of guy was what actually made a relationship feel exciting.

So, I rushed into the tent after the girl and to my horror, the warm old lady who had been accommodating to me was lying face down on the carpet, in the pool of her own blood. Her throat had been slashed and not with claws but rather with a knife. The cut was clean, evidently done by a professional, which meant she was just killed by an assasin. Something was not right and it made me wonder, what did Cersei know and why did my visit to her trigger her death?

A third boy with wavy brown watches on, seeming enthralled by what's going on in front of him. Lip sits at the very end of the long dining table, face buried in a book, as he sips a cup of orange juice. And then I see Cersei, and I can feel myself stiffen at the sight of her. Quill clears his throat, and instantly the swords are put away, getting the attention of the twin boys on him, the one with the wavy brown hair turned around. Lip closes his book, and Cersei looks to Quill, though it looks like she's glowering a bit.