Elena Gilbert Doppelgangers Novels & Stories

"Celeste orders the hit. Essa dies. And the duplicate steps into her place. No one questions it because no one knows Essa had a twin, let alone a surgically crafted doppelganger." "Except Elara." I turned to my sister. "Celeste's operatives don't know about the real twin. But Elara does. That's why she's been kept isolated all these years—not just as a weapon, but as the only witness who could expose the switch." Elara's face had gone pale. "But I'm here now. I'm not isolated anymore. If the duplicate exists, I could identify her. I know what Celeste's conditioning looks like. I've lived it."

“Hello.” Elena stepped backward. “You're me.” The duplicate nodded. “The part of you they removed.” “Why are you here?” “To warn you.” “About what?” The duplicate looked toward the sky. “The Watchers aren't trying to capture you.” Elena frowned. “Then what do they want?” The duplicate's expression became terrified. “They're trying to prevent you from remembering who you really are.” The Door Behind Them A deep vibration shook the field. The sky cracked. Darkness began spreading across it.

She added and he nodded his head. “Thank you.” “Do you need anything else?” “I don't. But my dear, there is something awfully familiar about you.” Pablo said, squinting his eyes as he stared at Eleonora. Her eyes wandered nervously. “I.. I don't think we've met anywhere else besides here. You must have me mistaken with somebody else. Could be a doppelganger.” She giggled nervously, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear. “Could be,” Pablo nodded, sipping his coffee.

Then the doppelgänger moved, extending its dragon arms into the swirling dark fog, grasping at something unseen. Two figures were dragged into view. A male and a female sylph, beaten and bloodied, barely clinging to life. Gildeon’s chest tightened, his vision tunneling in on them. Siegfrid. Irmeena. His throat went dry. He shook his head, barely able to whisper, “Don’t…” as if that single word could undo what was about to happen. The doppelgänger didn’t hesitate. With a flick of its golden claws, it slit their throats clean—just as Gildeon had done all those years ago.

the man pulled out his hand to give a warm handshake. Elena beamed at him and shook his hand. “Selena…” She pulled her hand and turned her sight down. “who doesn’t love extreme sport…” she smirked and smiled to convince the man she was different person. Duncan Gordo shrugged. “I think you’re her duplicate since we have some people look similar to us on this earth…” he walked to accompany Elena return to the place where the party just began.

Her clothes were perfect. “The woman in the rink,” Julian said, realization dawning. “She didn’t have the birthmark on her neck. I saw it when I helped you with your skates. The woman on the news does. The one in the water... she was a double. Someone paid to look like her.” It hit Maya like a slap. Her mother sent a lookalike to the rink. The “Elena” who almost died was just an actor. “She planned everything,” Maya said, her voice tight with anger.She knew I’d find the key. She knew I’d go to the rink. So she sent a double to steal the paper and “die,” just so the police would stop searching for her.

Kael said. Elena looked at him as if she just saw a ghost. Her mouth opened but no words came out. Red devil was the alias she used when she went out on mission, and Elena Miller was her full name. Less that 10 people know about. “He sent you to kill me right?” Kael said, his voice calm and steady. “Who the hell are you?” She asked, after recovering. “How much do you know about yourself!” Kael asked her. She gave a confused expression.

Giving someone a second chance is like providing someone with a second bullet because they missed the first shot ~ Shaina Author's P. O. V. Shiana's eyes fell on him as her breath caught in her traot. she knew she has to face him but she did not know she had to do it this soon, Revan was standing right in front of her. his face was blank like always, there was a time when Shaina used to think she can read his eyes even with his blank face but she was wrong, always wrong!

Elena With piercing dark brown eyes and striking jet-black hair, it was as though the universe had conspired to grace the triplets with this shared, hypnotic feature. Beyond their matching gaze and hair, each of them possessed a unique magnetism of their own. Magnetism mixed with cruelty—a deadly combination, I knew in my heart, was capable of killing me a thousand times more than they already had. As I served the members along with them, I couldn't help but sneak a few glances at them.

She seated herself next to Thalia, greeting them all politely, while Gaby looked amazed. "You must be kidding me," Gaby smirked, approaching the lady who was giving her an explicit stare. "She can't be." "Oh yes, she can," Thalia said with excitement. "Is this real, Mother?" inquired Camilo, locked into the resemblance. "Yeah. She looks exactly like Gaby. Brian here has been helping me turn her into the best version of you. Apparently, I think she is ready." "Why is she here? Why?" Gaby inquired with precise ignorance.