Doppelganger Novels & Stories

The doppelganger turned. Steve rose to his feet, bloodied but steady. "Something's changed," the doppelganger said, narrowing his eyes. "You're right about one thing," Steve said hoarsely. "We are the same." The doppelganger froze. "You’re not just a dark version of me. You are me. The part of me I never wanted to face. The anger. The fear. The guilt. The things I buried so deep... I gave you life." "Don’t fool yourself," the doppelganger growled. "This ends with your death."

’ I complained at the back of my mind. After a while, he stopped laughing. Then he countered with a smirk. “Did you also know that the chances of a person looking exactly the same as someone else in all eight features are about one in one trillion? This only means that there's definitely a mathematical chance for two doppelgangers to exist, according to what you have said, but it's highly unlikely.” Well, yes. I was aware of it. However, I purposely didn’t mention it as I was trying to let him believe that the woman he met might be our doppelganger.

“Not your parents. Not the media. No one.” Kingsley frowned. “That’s not possible. I—” She cut in gently. “It is. Because Beth replaced you. With a double.” He blinked. “A what?” “A doppelgänger. Someone who looked like you. Sounded like you. She took a man who already resembled you and made him undergo jaw reduction surgery to look identical. She padded his body, trained him, drilled him on your life. Then… she presented him to your parents and friends like nothing was wrong.”

We quickened our pace, driven by the need to unravel the mysteries of this realm. But as we approached the source of light, a figure materialized—a doppelgänger, mirroring my form but exuding an air of malevolence. Its eyes glowed with an unnatural intensity, reflecting our own fears and insecurities. "You cannot escape the shadows within," the doppelgänger hissed, its voice distorted with an eerie echo. "Confront your darkest selves, or be consumed by them." My heart raced, knowing that this was not a mere illusion but a manifestation of our deepest fears. The doppelgänger moved with an uncanny grace, taunting us with its presence.

She hesitates, makes a soft clicking sound with her tongue, then asks, “What would you do if you saw a dead person alive again?” The question hits me. I stare at her, surprised. “A dead person? Alive?” “I mean…” she begins, gesturing with her hands. “You see someone who looks like someone you know to be dead.” I blink, trying to process it. “Well… people do look alike,” I say slowly. “There’s a term for it… doppelgänger.” I shrug. “Exactly!” She straightens, her energy rising suddenly. “I know that. I know people can resemble each other. But this wasn’t that.”

I was there for Lyca. As a vampire, I could enter someone's house without being invited, but I chose to send my doppelganger instead. After drinking human blood and completing the transition, our human spirit separates from our body, creating a doppelganger. It's like having a friendly ghost always by my side, reminding me of what needs to be done. Only I could see it. Usually, my doppelganger couldn't interact with anything, but it depended on the strength of the vampire. After a minute, my doppelganger emerged with Lyca in his arms, gently placing her on the groun

“The hunters I mean.” “What do you mean?” Cain asked. “Right now, they encounter doppelgänger demons. What if they imitate people? Hunters will have a hard time.” said Beatrix. “And so are the people, the doppelgänger is a disaster.” “But isn’t the doppelgänger only seen when someone is about to die?” Luke asked. “Yeah, they’re often called evil twins or harbingers,” said Beatrix. “But they are actually a broken soul, chief.”

“Yes. You and I. You're an important part of the board, they must have been looking for you. Besides, everyone is calling me another name here. Do you have any idea why?” “The thing is… we have doppelgangers.” “Double… double what?” “Doppelgangers. People who look like us. Same face, same body, same voice, but different worlds, different memories, and different acquaintances.” “So… that's why they all think I'm this Keira girl.” “Exactly. So, it means there's someone else back at the Park, and that's why no one is looking for us.”

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.

"Yeah! Just go first, I follow you there" I can feel that Lucas was happy to rode his bike, so I leave him and I came first at the party. We are always like that we feel what the other may felt, our mom told us it was because of our deep connection to each other, it's a twin thing they called it and we are happy to learn that. We are enjoying the party and then Xandee was asking where is my brother. I try to call him but it came straight to the voicemail. I guess he ditched us like he always do besides I don't sense any danger coming to him.