Mimic Book Novels & Stories

I was so over this crap, I just wanted Charlie back in my arms, it was horrible with her being so far away “You are supposed to be my brother, do you not want to help me?” “It’s not that I don’t want to help, I just think we might be falling into a trap” Kayla comes quickly into the office carrying a large book, she looks flustered as she slams the open book down on the table sending bits of dust everywhere and making me cough. Kayla apologises and asks if we have heard about the one to rule them all. I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?”

"I will move things to protect the Empire though. The Empire you do not care for..." "That is fine." Ren moved his hands and pulled her face level with himself. "What you have done and plan on doing, does not bother me. I am enjoying myself so keep doing that. But be careful. I have rules in place for a reason. They will clash with what you believe to be best for the Empire." "Yeah.. then I must make you fall in love with me." Melinda said with no shame. "That book you had in your den said men and women do stupid things when in love."

I don't remember anything, how I get here and how I did it? I think I'm in someone's office. I hid my body behind the thick curtains that covers the glass window. Someone came and I know him. He's our professor, Damon Salvatore. He's the vampire who killed teacher Dan. He's the killer of everyone and I have to kill him. He's holding a book I guess. It's a black book. I think it's a book of spell. He's walking back and forth like he is in big problem. He's biting his finger with his teeth and he casually frowned when needed.

From the far end of the hallway emerged two figures—Resistance soldiers, faces grim. But one of them wasn’t blinking. Ivy's heart jumped. "Don't move," Asher warned, raising his weapon. The second soldier lunged—too fast, too smooth. The mimic. It dropped its disguise mid-leap, revealing a swirling, featureless face with Ivy’s reflection glimmering in its surface. Asher fired three times—once to the chest, once to the head, once to the wall behind it. The mimic shrieked as it hit the ground, spasming before dissolving into ash.

He looked down at me and sighed. "Chapter sixty-five was a failure," the man said. He tapped a tablet in his hand. "Restart the simulation. Wipe her memory. We need to see if she chooses the revenge path again in Chapter One." A cold needle pressed into my neck. "Wait..." I gasped. "I'm... real..." "You're a bestseller, Hazel," the man smiled. "But every good book needs a rewrite." Suddenly, the white room dissolved. I opened my eyes. I was sitting in a car. Rain was hitting the windshield. I looked in the backseat. A baby was sleeping in a car seat.

Before my eyes, my memories—moments with Lucas, our seaside home, our love—were being gathered in his palm like burning spheres of fire. As a final attempt, I detonated the “super-simulation” code within me. Flames burst through the gaps between the Original Father’s fingers. The entire lab shook violently. In that blinding white explosion, when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the metallic city. I stood in an endless library—filled with billions of bookshelves. Every book was titled “Sophia.” I opened one book—it was the story of my life. I opened another—it described my death.

I murmur, needing some kind of sound in the deafening silence I flip through the pages aimlessly, noticing that the books are arranged based on category rather than alphabetical order, until my eyes snag on a list of names. ‘Journeys to the mirror world— A Memoir of Fernando D. Sigmond.’ What? My heart beats loud in my ears as I try to memorize the bookshelf number where the book is supposed to be. A lycan traveled to another world? Or did a human come to this world? Am I not the first person who was helped by a Sigmond?

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 Why is he here!? I notice that Jazmine reaches out to him and pulls him over. "I didn't expect you to know each other." She says that as she looks at us. I feel my brothers standing behind me. "Mimo is our creative novelist in training with our directive editor," Jericho explains to her as he put his hands on her shoulder.

Ang kanyang mga mata, na dati ay kayumanggi, ay panandaliang nag-flicker sa kulay violet. ​Hindi siya clone, at hindi rin siya cyborg. Siya ay isang Bio-Mimic—isang bagong creation ni Vane kung saan ang bawat cell ay isang micro-computer na kayang gayahin ang human tissue hanggang sa antas ng DNA. ​Naglakad siya patungo sa nursery kung nasaan si Alexander. Ang bawat hakbang niya ay hindi naririnig ng mga sensors dahil ang kanyang katawan ay naglalabas ng isang Frequency Jammer.

she said. “She was fighting.” I looked up. The mimic stared past me. “She fought for the part of the prophecy that couldn’t be controlled,” she said. “The part that we are.” I nodded. “She loved you,” the mimic added. “You saw that?” “She left it in me.” I took some in. After that, "You are not a threat." “No,” the mimic said. “But I am a reminder.” In the war room, Mara appeared at dawn. Uninvited.