Ghost Doppelganger Novels & Stories

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

“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.

Nick exclaimed. He immediately pointed his thermal camera on top of the railing and what he got was a sudden significant temperature drop. "I got a temperature drop right there." He added. They quickly came to his side to see it with their own eyes. And, what they saw was definitely a crucial temperature drop. It is believed that ghosts/spirits use the energy in their surroundings to recharge themselves or for their manifestations. Sometimes, they'll absorb the thermal energy around themselves which usually results in a considerable drop in temperature. This often indicates that a certain unknown entity is present at that spot. Otherwise, what else can cause such an alteration in temperature

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

And as I worked, I watched. Watched every blink, every shift of body weight. Every uncomfortable glance. I wasn't stupid. The Fa-derico twins might be standing right in front of me, wearing someone else's face. Someone else's memories. They were master shapeshifters. Ghosts. But they couldn’t fake what would happen next. The potion needed a few minutes to settle into the bloodstream. Once it did, the magic would start seeking out foreign DNA — anything that didn’t belong to this pack.

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."

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

“Doppelganger phenomenon? What the hell are you talking about, Myra? Do you believe in that?” Lisa’s voice became more alert, she looked at Myra with disdain as if she felt that Myra was saying something extremely absurd. Lisa had heard about doppelganger phenomenon before, but she didn’t believe in this matter. To Lisa, this was an extremely ridiculous phenomenon, she didn’t believe that two people who looked alike but weren’t related by blood existed in this world.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.