Doppelganger Novels & Stories

“I’m not sure of the how and why of it, but when you travel to different timelines, you occasionally encounter a person who could be your doppelganger. They’re more than just a twin. They carry an essence of you in them. They lead a life that feels familiar to you. Perhaps it is a life that you’d considered or even feared. Should you cross each other’s paths, one of two things will happen. You will either feel a bond of familiarity that resembles love, or you will feel disdain or possibly even hate. It all depends upon what aspect of you the doppelganger happens to hold within it.” “Wow. That’s so unbelievable, it’s believa

I moved to give her space which she took and lay beside me, the mattress bounced because she made it like a free fall. "Douple ganger, Zhanaia. Have you ever heard of that?" My brows furrowed. "No." And she explained what douple ganger is. "A douple ganger is a biological unrelated look-alike of someone. It has something to do with the genes something and cross-breed whatever is that." I chuckled at her incomplete scientifical explanation for douple ganger. "But in some beliefs, they say douple ganger is bad luck, an evil twin, but hey, we're in the 2000s, so that's the least of the things I should explain. Surely, this has something to do with that Science thing."

"We were chosen because we looked enough like the bloodline. We were not related, Debbie. Not at all.” “So…” I swallowed. “Your looks… you… how do you… how do you explain your striking mirrored resemblance?” “We are doppelgangers, Debbie.” Doppelgangers. The word hit me. Right in the depth of my brain. I had forgotten that there was a word like that in this world. “We were picked from different corners of the world. Scraps of people that nobody would miss."

A doppelgänger. My gaze swept the field, heart tightening in my chest as the horror unfolded in its fullness. They weren’t just bodies; each rogue seemed to have a twin. Perfect replicas lying dead beside them, as if the life had been sucked out of both versions in a single breath. Cassius’ voice was low, carrying a weight that scraped at my spine. “Every single one, Cardan. Not just one or two. All of them. Pairs. Doppelgängers.” He gestured around, his jaw clenching. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

However, he was so cocky. The girl then turned to her father and asked, “Dad, what is a doppelganger?” Adam, who was busy with his phone, stopped to answer his daughter’s sudden question. “Hmm …. Imagine you have a special friend who looks exactly like you. They have the same face, height, and even the same voice as you. It's like having a twin, but not exactly. This special friend is called your doppelganger!” he tried to answer in the most easier way possible. “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

She smiled at Revan as Revan bent to her feet to touch them. She blessed him ass he entered the apartment, he also touched her husband's feet who was sitting on the armchair, " kemcho chacha," ( how are you uncle? ) Revan asked in fluent Gujarati as the old man smiled. they exchanged a few words before the old man asked her why he was there at 2 am in the morning, " umm... actually aunt I need keys to 4th-floor apartment no 406 " Revan said she tried his best to look like he was not going to do a crime.

"This is absurd! You're already dead! What are you, an impostor!?" "Oh my, dear. Don't call me an impostor because there is only one Rampage Kirk the Great in this world. Unless there is another me in the parallel universe, it might be. Or my doppelganger." He joked, and I just rolled my eyes on him. He then became serious.

This gave the caster an ability to change themselves into any human they wanted to mirror, effectively turning themselves into an identical twin or doppelgänger. As soon as the caster mirrored someone, the twins or doppelgängers became connected by their souls. Since the bounded twins were in fact two different individuals, they struggled on to overcome each other to get to a point where they become same in mind, body and spirit. If the twins lived in harmony, they could make use of each other’s powers which meant both of them benefiting from each other and sharing their strengths and abilities. However sometimes, this essentially meant competition. sometimes the stronger one tried to influe

I announce primly, except I can’t seem to make my feet move. “Obviously the box is a gag gift. Clearly, with all of this manliness I’ve got going on, I do not have to resort to inflatable pussy.” I roll my eyes hard. “Whatever you tell yourself. Dick.” “Dick Balsac isn’t my real name, by the way. Just to be clear.” “Oh, I wasn’t calling you Dick Balsac,” I clarify. “I was just calling you a dick.” “Hilarious,” he says flatly. “So you’re a comedian. I assume that’s the reason for your entourage over there?”

"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, sometime