Books About Double Lives Novels & Stories

I had changed my appearance over the years, but what if I was being fished out, the last surviving Sinclair heir who had been declared dead years ago. I zipped the bags shut and looked around the twins’ room one last time. Their drawings were pinned to the wall, their small shoes lined up by the door. I knelt beside their beds and whispered softly, “You’re going to be in close proximity with your father without even knowing it. The world is indeed a very small place.”

Aiden’s POV The laptop keys kept clicking under my fingers as I scrolled hard and fast, reading every single line on the screen like my life depended on it. Isabella Schneider. Only child. Born and raised in Germany. Married but currently a widow. One child. Wealthy background. Married into serious money. Old money type. The kind that does not show off but controls things quietly. Her husband was a powerful German businessman with deep political ties. Everything about her screamed foreign. Nothing about her said New York. And yet, here she was. Living here. Starting fresh. Acting like a woman with nothing to hide even though I had a growing feeling that she does.

“Then they need names worthy of that difference.” My heart tightens, anticipation blooming in my chest. “I’ve been thinking,” I admit. He smiles faintly. “Of course you have.” I roll my eyes, but my smile lingers. “I couldn’t help it.” His gaze softens. “Tell me.” I glance down at them, at the two tiny lives that somehow carry the weight of everything we’ve fought through and everything we’re still hoping for. “They’re connected,” I say slowly. “Not just because they’re twins like their fathers, but there’s something… deeper. Like they’re two halves of something whole.”

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

"Welcome! Welcome to my world. My name is Cathedra. Leave my last name blank, if you will. In this book, I shall present you a question: What if the villains in our stories are not actually evil as they're shown to be, and the good people in fairy tales are not as good as they seem? You don't believe me? Well, let me show you the truth. Let me show you the lies in the fairy tales that you all have come to know and believe. Just open the first page, and I'll tell you the true story . . ." By: Cathedra _____

On her way out, she was kicking and screaming about proving me wrong. I merely shook my head with a scoff, not taking her seriously. Two years later, I found true love with a young, talented pianist from a prestigious family. With Lynne’s blessing, we had the wedding of the century. Only at that moment did I realize that, since the beginning of time, true romantics often came from those born into privilege. A real connection could only be formed once material needs were met. Meanwhile, Krystal fell into despair when her seventh attempt to kickstart her business went bust. She took her life by stepping off the ledge.

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

He then sat down and covered his face with both his hands. "By tomorrow, I will be gone, and you won't have to see or experience the other side of my double life." Rake mumbled out of frustration as he relaxed on the couch.

Together they ruled the business world and spent the rest of the lives with each other. I hope you liked the story. Thank you so much for supporting me and travelling with me for so long. I humbly request each one of you to leave a comment and a review as a token of your support. Your opinions means a lot to me and helps me to write more stories in the future. If you still haven’t read my other books, please go through them. 1. Don’t Hide…My Vanilla. 2. His Sparkling Sunshine. 3. Ralph’s Vengeance.