Doppelganger Myth Novels & Stories

I asked with a chuckle. " I know right? " Athena laughed along with me. "Pheeeww! That was close" I thought as I kept on chuckling. " What's so funny? " Cora interjected our laughter as she faced Athena, " Can't you see? It's too identical to be just pure coincidence " she claimed. " Dammit! They already know" "It could be actually. I heard doppelgangers are getting more common these days" I said to wave it off.

To think that someone is successful just because they come up with a good idea is a mistake. - Maybe so. Anyway, I'm used to pushing the cause of everything on other people. The flashback dissipate, and I begin to wonder why thinking about the conversation with a patient from many years ago. Perhaps because my mind starts connecting that common thought space and the root of the subconscious. Like… at some moments, suddenly a thought pops into your head, unbelievable thought you never ever thought you could have. Sometimes that thought makes no sense. Sometimes it makes you extremely happy or extremely sad. And sometimes, it urges you to put your feet in the devil's paths. Maybe that's the re

But, how could he prove it? Xander continued to struggle with a series of the endless queries. Enquiring all those questions to Qeiza was impossible. She surely wouldn’t admit it if she’s really Qeiza. Qeiza tried to smile normally. “My face is a bit ordinary,” she joked. “But, you and Qeiza were really like twins,” Xander continuously dug the information. “Have you ever heard a term of doppelganger?” asked Qeiza. “It says that each person on the earth has four twins.”

I almost jumped on my seat not at all expecting 'demons' as my mother's murderers. " Lemme explain first, calm down your ass." She exclaimed and gently took my hands in hers, patting it softly. " Their main motive was to attack me, so that they could suck out the 'potus' crystal from my chest. But unfortunately as they mistook her for me, there wasn't any potus crystal in there 'cause she was a normal human." (Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are

"You’re imagining things." "I'm not," Freddo insisted, his genius brain connecting dots I tried to hide. "He has my nose. He has my eyes. Even the way he stands. The probability of two unrelated humans sharing such identical phenotypic traits is less than—" "Freddo," I cut him off, kneeling in front of him and taking his hands. "People resemble each other without any blood relation. It happens all the time. It’s called a doppelgänger. It’s just a coincidence."

“A doppelganger is someone who looks just like you, but they're not related to you at all. They're like a copy of you, but from different parents.” Paul didn’t want to look stupid in front of his father. He wanted to show off and then added an explanation, “Sometimes people say that if you see your doppelganger, it can bring bad luck, but it's all just make-believe. So, if you ever meet someone who looks exactly like you but you know they're not your twin, you can tell them, ‘Hey, you're my doppelganger!’ It's like finding a really cool and mysterious twin.”

“What sacrifice?” “The one you haven’t learned about yet,” the raven said. “The one that will be demanded at the threshold. The reason we’re having this conversation.” “Speak plainly,” Lyanna interjected. “Please. We don’t have much time.” The raven’s many eyes swiveled to her. “The Doppelganger speaks. The one who died in seven timelines and lived in nine. The one who is and isn’t the mate. Tell me, mirror walker, do you know why you exist?”

“I didn’t want to run the risk of her jealousy ruining our mission.” “I suppose Geo kept it from me for the same reason?” I said. “You aren’t the only doppelganger born of Shona,” he explained. “Over the centuries, we have encountered several. They looked like her, but they were not her reincarnated… until now. It took time for that to fact to show itself. I imagine Geo thought you just another look-alike put on this planet to taunt him.” “What does he think now?” I asked.

"He was the one that was told to watch the twins, yet he managed to lose them." Flynn heard the rogue's laughter. His eyebrows snapped at his reaction. "Fools," he heard the rogue uttered. Flynn was furious even more, his jaw was clenching. "Well, what do you expect? That creature can outsmart dumb werewolves such as you," he teased. "That's one doppelganger, one thing about them is they can disappear like a wind was carrying them, and in the process, they can trick your eyes by wearing cloaks of invisibility."

"For a second… I thought she could be a way out for us." That made him turn. "A way out?" he repeated, his brows knitting slightly. "What do you mean?" Isabelle shifted beside him, propping herself up on one elbow so she could look down at him. There was something strange in her eyes—something calculating, but also… hopeful. "Have you heard of doppelgangers?" she asked. "Someone who looks exactly like you?" Ryan let out a quiet breath of amusement. "I've heard the myths. If two doppelgangers meet…" he said lazily, his gaze drifting over her face, "…the one who sees the other first is doomed to meet a tragic fate. Death, sometimes."