Padme Body Double Novels & Stories

I barked and he moved, shaking his legs as if at any moment he`d shit his pants. “I-I don`t know you. D-did Carlos send you?” she asked and for a moment I would have bought her sorry ass fuck voice but I didn`t. The brunette in front of me had cracked five top bodyguards from B & A. Five of which included my mates from the marines. Jason being among them. "I'm your new security detail and we have to leave. Now", I demanded and that smart mouth of hers opened up staggering as she tried to speak. “Daddy sent another bodyguard to control me? How fucking original!"

He stared right at me, then suddenly pulled out a chain. My stomach dropped. A second later, he snapped the chain around his own neck and held the other end out to me. "I can be good. Please look at me, okay? I won't ruin what you have with him. You can treat me like a pet. Is that okay, master?" I froze, goosebumps prickling across my skin. Logan still didn't think it was enough. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the hard lines of his abs. "Master, don't you like it best when someone has a nice body? I've been working out these past few months. Look at me. Are you satisfied?"

"It was an imposter?" "You're pretty smart." Nina was confident that Jade couldn't escape her clutches and decided to reveal everything she knew. "The body double was found years ago. During this time, he was secretly placed in a safe place, studying Lloyd's every word and action. Even every mole on his body was identical. In other words, except for his fingerprints and DNA, he was basically another Lloyd."

The woman was surrounded by a circle of light, making it hard to see her face clearly. She murmured, “He improved too fast. I’ll have to be careful not to let him destroy my clone. Otherwise, my main body will also suffer tremendously.” The woman was Xezal’s main body, whereas her clone served as the personal maid of the Dooms’ Patriarch. Her clone was already incredibly powerful, making one wonder how much stronger her main body was. Nobody in the Doom Race, and the Greater Realms, knew that the Xezal serving the Patriarch was just the clone of a powerhouse.

“Black Dog, take the Hydra Badge and show it to the ignorant fool. “Make him send Young Master Takei’s woman back and kneel at the entrance as compensation until I’m content! “For Young Master Takei’s sake, I’m giving this man a chance! “If it were any other occasion, I would’ve just slapped him to death! “As you wish!” A strong dark-skinned man walked out and respectfully picked up the Hydra Badge. This man was Carol’s personal bodyguard. He was previously a part of the well-known Safflower Fighters in Hong Kong and Las Vegas.

The door creaked open as she pushed it, revealing a scene that stole the breath from her lungs. Inside, the dim light cast eerie shadows across the room, but what caught her attention was the unmistakable figure lying on the floor. Padma. Kyra’s heart shattered as she rushed to her side, the world around her slowing to a crawl. The metallic scent of blood was overwhelming, and the sight of Padma’s still body sent waves of anguish crashing over her. She knelt beside her, cradling her bleeding head in her lap and tears blurring her vision as she seem confused to what had happened.

, sneered at Ember and said, "What's the matter, little princess? Can't handle a little fun?" Raising her gaze, Ember's voice quivered as she replied, "Let me go! You have no right to do this to me." Not thinking, Leia's heart raced as she stepped further into the room, her presence unnoticed for the moment as she tried to come up with a plan to rescue her sister. Just then Leia spotted a heavy glass vase on a nearby table. It was her only weapon, but she had to make it count. Gathering her courage, Leia tightened her grip on the vase and, with all her strength, hurled it at Giovanni Jr.'s head. The vase shattered on impact, and he yelped in pain, clutching his bleeding forehead.

From the end of the hall, another door opened, dripping red light and silk threads flowing out like veins. A figure emerged, stepping through. It wasn’t the First Bride. It was Camela. But another Camela—her double. This version wore a stunning silk gown and a shining crown, her eyes filled with devotion as she smiled sweetly, saying: “Stop running. I already chose.” Vincent froze, his fire flickering uncertainly. And Camela’s breath caught in her throat. Because her double reached out her hand—straight toward Vincent.

“So be it.” She lunged. I braced myself but before she reached us, a deafening crack split the platform. Then another. Then a massive shadow rose behind Layla. She froze then i turned and my blood turned to ice. Because the figure standing there wasn’t Arden. Wasn’t Vivian. Wasn’t a guard. It was me. A perfect reflection. Same eyes. Same face. Same stance. He smiled. “Good,” the duplicate said. “You’re both finally here.”

The clothed man was naturally Alex Rockefeller, who had used the Transformation technique. In fact, there were two more people at that moment. One person was Shelly, the real master of this starship, whereas the other was undoubtedly Ancestor Bodhi. Shelly’s current strength had declined, so she struggled a little to control the law-powered cannon of the starship alone. However, it was much easier with the help of Ancestor Bodhi. In addition, she borrowed some power from Ancestral Bodhi Tree and gained some profit from the holy energy in Alex’s golden lake so that she could simultaneously fire all the eighteen law-powered cannons on the starship.