Doppelganger Myth Novels & Stories

Akshay replied with a calm but stern tone. “But Cortana here is the queen’s relative. If the queen finds out that her lieutenant general killed her long-lost relative without her knowledge, you'll be in so much trouble,” Mary said with a sinister smirk. "Oh, please, doppelgangers are a common phenomenon observed in Vedantya, and anyone can look like anyone these days with plastic surgery,” Akshay replied, still refusing to turn to her.

"Not that I'm hoping it's him or anything." Elyon sighed. “It's not him. Definitely not. What gave you that impression?". "People talk." Miesa said. "It’s as grandpa said…God created two people alike. I'm quite sure I have someone who looks like me in another part of the world. At least we found your aunt Evie's doppelganger once." She quietly hoped Miesa would buy it this time but as she said... the girl had a mysterious mind of her own.

“There’s something out there. Something that looks like us.” I grabbed her arms. “Slow down. What did you see?” She shook her head instantly. “I saw myself. Walking toward me. But it wasn’t me. It smiled too widely. Its skin—was too perfect.” I felt ice in my bones. “The doppelgänger’s shadow.” Cato appeared beside me, hand on his sword. “We destroyed her.” “No,” I said. “We scattered her. That thing was born from her magic—and now it has a shape of its own.”

Facing Inner Demons Iris stumbled to her feet, gasping for air as the cavern throbbed with crimson light. It was difficult to think because of the heat pressing against her flesh. The shadowy apparition who resembled her stepped forward across from her. It was a darker, warped version of her, but not her. A weird spark blazed in her double's eyes, and everything about its actions, even the slightest flutter of her fingers, mirrored Iris's own. In a chilly, piercing voice, the doppelganger declared, "You've been running from yourself." "But you can't hide who you are."

Reagan frowned as he keeps on looking on each of the pictures. "Where's the blood? The crime scene looks neat after all. As if the culprits could clean a lot of blood in an instant. Not to mention there are a lot of people on that club. It's quite suspicious that no one would notice that these teens were being murdered." Yomiel explained as he rubbed his chin while he was reading the documents and other crime pictures. “Maybe they used a bag? As if vampires were real or those Chupacabra. What kind of a Chupacabra would even go on a bar?” Reagan said jokingly.

However, I purposely didn’t mention it as I was trying to let him believe that the woman he met might be our doppelganger. I also laughed. Then, I sat down again. Of course, I would not let him win this argument. “You just said it! There’s a mathematical chance for two doppelgangers to exist,” I agreed as I emphasized what he stated before I added, “Anyway, believe what you want to. I don’t owe you any explanation.” But his forehead furrowed as he inquired. “How about the mathematical chance that you have the same name as your doppelganger?”

In the heat of the moment, I grab Genelia's arm and pull her away from the situation and as far as I can get. "S-Sam? What just happened?" She freaks. "I don't know." I flip through pages looking for an answer. I find a chapter called: Double Soulmates, I begin to read. Double soulmates are when the Moon Goddess sets a mate out for you but something interferes with her plan and she gives a do-over mate. In situations like these, the original mate will end up dying at the hand of the newly found mate. I stop there. Holy crap.

“Alpha, please. You need to listen to this. I’m so sorry. I know it may be painful to hear, but it may answer our questions, and what matters is, that you’re Amelia’s present and future.” “No!” My voice broke, filled with fear and anguish. “That could be her look alike. Maybe her aunt or—” “A doppelganger,” Theia backed me up. “We always have a doppelganger somewhere in a part of the earth or other dimensions. I agree with Alpha Ryden.” “Just hear him out, Ryden.” Nora put her hand on my shoulder, gripping it. “You don’t have to believe it, and I know how much Amelia loves you. Whatever sick twisted fate it is, Lucius is not her mate. It’s you.”

Recently, Hope Ryker had stirred things up after hearing from some friends that condoms aren’t 100% effective. "Oh yeah. My doppelgängers are here," Hope chuckled as he sidled up to his twin siblings, squeezing between them on the couch and throwing an arm around each of them. "Hope." Love huffed, blowing out a sigh of exasperation. His eyes remained glued to the big TV screen, fingers deftly working the game controller. "We are not your doppelgängers. Do you even know what a doppelgänger is? In folklore and popular culture, it's often seen as a harbinger of bad luck or an omen of death! You're just spewing nonsense without thinking."

“You also mentioned that I’d be going after monsters, what kind of monsters?” “As I said before, we were on the way to deal with the latest one at this college when the death occurred. All we knew was that we were up against a doppelganger. And before you ask, a doppelganger is a monster that is a copy of someone who is living. They take over the life of the one they are copying. The very first thing a doppelganger does upon being brought to life is to kill the original so that it can take over that life. That is why you never see them or rather you think you never see them. They are the very epitome of evil.” “You said that you were Hell Spawn, but doesn’t that mean you serve the Devil?” sa