Elena Gilbert Doppelgangers Novels & Stories

The moment she opened the door, she gasped in surprise. “This… this…” Elena held the small portrait in her shaky hands with eyes as wide as flying saucers. “Isabella Evandor Adino. Evandor’s dead wife whose mysterious murder turned him into a monster” came Ira’s plain voice from behind. Elena was beyond taken aback to utter a word. She was holding a portrait of the girl looking exactly like her. Except for the dressing, there was not a single difference between them. They were identical. They were like monozygotic twins.

He agreed to poison Sophie that evening so we would no longer have to worry about her. “You know, I underestimated your abilities,” Elena said, sounding impressed. “Too bad Sophie has to lose her life, she was a good asset” She added. “She was becoming a threat. And no one dared to threaten Rickard Gilbert” “Haha, Gilbert” I heard Elena chuckle. Her actions enraged me but I decided to let it slide. Arguing with her right would be pointless. “The Uber is here, shall we?” Without saying a word to me, Elena worked passed me and got into the Uber.

“You never did.” Another soft laugh. “Oh, you sweet fool. You don’t know her as well as you think.” I covered my mouth to keep from crying out. Richard knew. He knew about Project Rebirth. The clones. The first twenty-three. Me. “Elena isn’t who you think,” Richard continued. “She isn’t who she thinks. She was designed for someone like me.” Alex’s voice cracked like thunder. “Shut up.” “Why?” Richard asked. “Because she didn’t tell you? Or because somewhere in that cold heart of yours… you’re afraid I’m right?”

ELARA On the screen of the laptop is Elena, sitting in a coffee shop, typing on a laptop. The timestamps match the threatening emails exactly. "She's impersonating Mr. Cross while simultaneously claiming he's harassing her," Dr. Kim continues. "Classic DARVO...Deny, Attack, Reverse Victim and Offender." Detective Morrison is quiet for a long moment, studying the evidence. "What about the witness statements?" she asks finally. "People claim they've seen you or your security team following Elena."

Not far from the door of the private room, an assistant whispered to Anthony, "Gilbert really doesn't seem to know that woman. He didn't show any reaction when he saw that woman. So she might not be his ex-wife, but just a bit like her." "Then could you explain his sudden promotion of Ariella as the second female lead, and that woman was Ariella's assistant?" "Coincidence, I guess." Anthony stared thoughtfully at the woman huddled in a ball at the end of the hallway, his sharp eyes filled with curiosity and scheme. Out of the clubhouse, Davian asked Gilbert, "Are you really going to leave Mrs. Kooper here like this?" "She could come here, and she definitely can go back herself." Gilbert pull

I focused on Jason first, on the heat of his soul, the pulse of our bond and pulled my will. A duplicate of him came into existence beside me, eyes blazing, blade already drawn. Then Kael. Another form, wreathed in controlled flame, jaw set in silent fury. Elian froze. “Two more?” he whispered. “You think copies can defeat the truth?” “Not copies,” I said, voice low and sharp. “Echoes of what you betrayed.” Then I asked the duplicates to attack. Now it was four against one. Elian turned, fought and countered but for the first time, he was overwhelmed. He blocked Jason’s strike, only to take Kael’s fire to the ribs. He dodged the duplicate’s dagger, only to be slammed by the real Jason’s elbo

And this time, Ethan felt it clearly. A presence behind him. He turned slowly. And saw it. Himself. But not him. A second version of him stood slightly apart, like a reflection that refused to remain inside the mirror’s surface. Gilbert. --- Alika’s breath stopped for a fraction of a second. Something inside her reacted sharply. Not confusion. Not anger. But recognition that cut deeper than either. “You…” she whispered. Ethan stepped back. But the shadow did not vanish. It only looked at Alika.

"Alex! Bryce!" Mrs Brown warned when she was back to her senses. "Kayla! Carina! Language" Mrs Davis cautioned the two girls with a curious expression. 'What is going on here? Have they met before?' She asked her subconsciousness. "Have you guys met before?" Mrs Brown asked, directing the question at Alex who was acting annoyed at the sight of Kayla even though he was beyond happy. He parted his lips and bit it softly before answering. "No. They are doppelgangers." Alex replied.

His heart was hammering against my cheek like a frantic drum, but his eyes were fixed on Vivian with a murderous, terrifying rage. "Vivian," I whispered, my throat burning like fire. "The helicopter... you were inside it." "I was never on that helicopter, Elena," Vivian smiled, a dry, elegant sound that sent a wave of absolute ice through my veins. "The woman who exploded on Diana's pier was my body double. The same double my mother used to sign the Astorian corporate debt transfers." "You set up Julian," Alexander growled, his body shifting slightly to shield me and Leo. "You gave him the corrupted watch."

The air crackled with anticipation as Elena stepped into our lives, her presence both intriguing and unsettling. Elena possessed an uncanny resemblance to Darren, a striking resemblance that could not be denied. As she unveiled evidence of Vivian's calculated plan to tear us apart, my heart tightened with a mix of anger and despair. How could someone we once trusted so deeply betray us in such a cruel manner? I stood face-to-face with Elena, studying her features that mirrored Darren's. Her eyes, filled with a combination of determination and sorrow, held a deep understanding of the pain we had endured. I found myself simultaneously wary and curious about this woman who claimed to be Darren'