Books About Double Lives Novels & Stories

To her, the people walking under her felt nothing less than insects and worms which she prefers to crumble under her feet and move ahead. Karim, after watching his fingers moving on the keyboard of the laptop, looked up at his face. A distinct smile appeared on his beautiful lips, but it wiped very soon. Karim was standing obediently waiting for his next order. After a while, Jibran Malik completed his work, shut down the laptop and got up from his chair. His coat was on the back of the chair. Wearing a white shirt and black pants, handsome and elegant Jibran Malik, walking in his distinct graceful style, came to the glass window of his office building, the peak of which was touching the clo

" They plan to ran into double world which they almost succeeded in but her husband was there to stop her. He laid upon her a terrible cursed before he hang himself. Leah now find herself to be neither a Beast, human nor Goblin but a living corpse. The Beast lord, Rasmus went into the cave and settled there with the love of his life seeking a solution to Leah's health. Finally he came accross a mysterious sage who told him he should sent Dark into double world so he could multiply " Kyle frown in confusion. " I thought double world doesn't exist in the past " " Of course it does, it was only like a waste vast of land then. Leah's husband, before he died laid a terrible curses to many humans

Author's P. O. V. ( in the other dimension ) note- this book will be in both dimensions that means Shaina's first life and her second chance life; till now you all were reading her second chance life story) " Doctor, how is she? " A man with huge muscles and a stone face asked; the only one showing his emotions were his eyes; they held a pain; the pain and fear of losing the one for them. " Sir, she is similar to a dead body, I am surprised how she was still breathing even after being in that condition for 2 days, " The doctor said to the younger man.

After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business. When Eleanor turned to the next customer, Maddox slid to the side a little and then started on his own food. "Did you notice what was going on over in Florida?" Gian asked between bites. "You mean the thing with these animal rights activists, because of whom four people are now dead, but two cranes were able to escape the Venators?" Gian nodded. "But they weren't just any animal rights activists, the people were from Live for Animals." The piece of sausage caught in the air halfway to Maddox's mouth. "You are incinerating me."

Six years into our long-distance relationship, I tell my girlfriend, Claire Whitmore, that I'm too busy with work to spend her birthday with her. Behind her back, I secretly take the property deed with me and board a ten-hour flight to her city. I want to propose to her in front of all our friends and surprise her. While waiting for my ride, I use my work phone to reply to a few messages, then casually scroll through my social media feed. The first post I see is from my childhood friend, Ryan Cole. "I'm going to be a godfather! My goddaughter is 8.5 pounds. I'm so happy!" I open the photo and see Claire and Damian Pierce posing together, a baby between them. My mind goes completely blan

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.”

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It still sounded spoiled and masculine, not like a woman's noisy screeching in the ear. "Usually you order this suite with juice or milk, what is this?" He checked the refrigerator in the corner of the pantry and found a row of wine bottles along with beer cans. "Have you abandoned a healthy lifestyle?" Yes, around five years ago I might have still been paranoid about routines that must be directly proportional to health. Getting sick in your thirties would only ruin your financial plans. "Every now and then," I reasoned. I was just in case my fiancée was going to spend the night here, well that was a thought before she saw me carrying him out of the party.

Did she find any connection in my room? Did she asked the guard about me? Did she visit Tim's family and gather information? O is this really my fate? To die while living and to live while slowly being stabbed with unseen knives-words, overthinking, and untold battles. It's a feeling you can't explain. It's more than an illness- it's already a habit. A part of my life. To the point when glory days came, I would suspect hell will follow. And my guts are always right. That's why sometimes, I am scared with happiness, cause the pain in return is too hard for me to bare.

Her voice was gentle. "Caleb, I'll open the door. Come out and talk to us." Just before the door opened, a clatter came from inside the cellar. It was the sound of a jar falling. I drifted in to look. It was just two rats. Priscilla thought I was throwing a tantrum. She pulled away and said helplessly, "I know you're upset, but Daniel really will die." I floated in front of her and crouched down to look into her eyes. 'Priscilla, I'm already dead. Daniel won't die.'