History Doppelganger Novels & Stories

“You also mentioned that I’d be going after monsters, what kind of monsters?” “As I said before, we were on the way to deal with the latest one at this college when the death occurred. All we knew was that we were up against a doppelganger. And before you ask, a doppelganger is a monster that is a copy of someone who is living. They take over the life of the one they are copying. The very first thing a doppelganger does upon being brought to life is to kill the original so that it can take over that life. That is why you never see them or rather you think you never see them. They are the very epitome of evil.” “You said that you were Hell Spawn, but doesn’t that mean you serve the Devil?” sa

Haha! However, truth be told, I had never seen someone so decent. Not even Neil. Neil used to flirt with me without leaving any single chance. But his eyes... It were somewhat different, for it allowed me to see the crystal clear proof of his innocence. The most rarest thing in the world! In a world full of lies and deceit, where demon resides inside every mind, his eyes were the most angelic one. Even, I too am evil. I have set my mind to destroy this innocent one. I couldn't but laugh at my destiny. What an irony, no?

I didn’t know what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop now. “Told me what?” I replied. Focusing on what he was saying and reaching out for Craig was difficult. I was trying to keep my cool, but it was hard. Sweat beaded my forehead as I over extended my mental capability. “Your brith name is Dawn Fairborne but that is not who you truly are. You are a doppelgänger.” “A what?” I blinked. I almost lost a hold of the connection, but I reeled myself back in. I felt the tether hit something in the back of my mind. I didn’t know if it was Craig or not, but there was no time to overthink it.

The lights over Hexa's portrait on the wall were switched on. Aaron examined the portrait, looking carefully into the eyes of Hexa's projected image. The depicted eyes gave him goosebumps, and his killer smile exposed his razor-sharp teeth. "Aaron, my doppelgänger," Hexa remarked as he manipulated his feet and fingers to walk out of the portrait. "I'm not anyone's shadow," Aaron said and exhaled. "Go away," he says to his shadow self. "Your shadow–self is born out in your brains," Hexa sighed, "but you... huh, destiny must be insane to join hands with cosmic to create my doppelgänger, since it captivated me in time." Hexa explained how his destiny was bound for Aaron.

The doppelgänger had not killed her, although Madison did not understand why. Without delay Madison jumped into the air and lunged at Holly’s twin. It was going to be an easy fight. She was not fighting herself any longer but a monster. She tried desperately to overcome the doppelgänger and as soon as she was about to stab her in the chest, she heard a clank. Madison watched with disbelief a delicate bracelet set with a turquoise stone fell from the doppelgänger’s pocket. It was Holly’s bracelet. The realization suddenly dawned upon April G. It was not Holly’s doppelgänger she was fighting against; it was Holly herself.

"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."

“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.”

Unrestrained. I crashed into a wall, brick crumbling around me. Through dazed eyes, I saw Silas charging at the doppelganger, makeshift weapon raised. She batted him aside without even looking, sending him sprawling across the cobblestones. "Stop!" I pushed off from the ruined wall, my own corrupted arm raised defensively. "Who are you? What do you want?" The doppelganger paused, head cocked in mocking consideration. "I told you. I'm you." She gestured to her corrupted form, identical to mine in every detail. "The version of you that embraces what we are. What we've become."

Camilla's POV “What! Why do you look like me?” a gasp escaped my mouth looking at the lady, who looked exactly like me, in front of me. “That should be my question, why do you look like me, woman?” the lady questioned, and my eyes widened in surprise when I understood what was going on. A doppelganger? A doppelganger was the best bet because the lady in front of me looked so much like me, and my mind went back to what happened this early morning before I encountered this scenario.

"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, sometimes."