Novel & Cerita Real Doppelgänger

he gently scolds me, I feel scared, this feels too surreal, I cannot make sense of what is going on. “That woman is not who she tells you, even your own sister is deceiving you” Hailee said desperately. “I am not a child to fall for people’s trap Miss Leech, I clearly told you not to lay a single hand on my wife and you not only disrespected me, you disrespected her by laying your filthy hands on her.” “Clay… don't call her your wife, please honey, she is not your wife, honey.”

My eyes widened as I recalled the image. She…she was lying dead…dead on the floor. Tears poured down when I remembered she called my name before she slept. "No! Mum!" Tears rolled out of my eyes immediately. "You're Camila?" Henry asked unsure and I paused. If…if I'm Camila then…then Henry…Henry is my brother. Realization hit me immediately. We've been committing incest no wonder dad didn't want us together. No, not dad, my fake dad. More tears poured down before I released a loud yell.

While my mother went to answer the door, I peered out the side window to try to see if I could name who was at our house unannounced. I didn't recognize the lady as someone in our pack or someone I had previously met. Do doppelgangers truly exist? Because that is the only way that I could accurately describe the lady at our door: as a slightly older version of myself. The only questions in my mind right then were, "Who is this woman?" and "Where did she come from?"

"I knew someone from Jessy's people who said that you would be the one to bring change to our race, as well as races like Jessy's. However, I've always thought it was a figment of my imagination. You know that I never believed in superstitions. Rebirth, prophecy, anything that cannot be accepted by common sense, I never believe in." "I know. That's why I didn't say anything about it. However, after seeing Jessabelle, I know she's not Ivanna." "I told you. You may not believe me, but have you ever heard of a doppelganger?" "Doppel what?" "Doppelganger. Twins, even looking identical, but not having the same DNA. It is said that each of us has several doppelgangers. Seven, if I remember correct

"She looks exactly like me. Like I was cloned or something. Anyone with half a brain will think the same thing Ellie and wonder. Hence the question." "God created two people alike." She said. Cesar shrugged. “I don’t believe that cock and bull story about God creating two people alike.” He said gruffly. “Haven’t you met your doppelganger? I have seen mine and she’s a little girl. She’s so adorable.” Ellie smiled fondly. “I have seen mine too but that’s not the point here.” He rumbled. Ellie let out a frustrated sigh. “Okay but what if it’s the truth?”. She asked.

Right na? I went inside the washroom as I took off my clothes and inspected my body... The marks... In my past life, he had made me go through laser surgery so the marks were not there. Now thinking about that time, I realize that he actually changed my real self, this time I will not let him destroy me, he was only obsessed with me... He never loved me... Fuck! That hurts! I turned on the shower ( which I usually do not do) and stood under it, the calming cold water gave me a sudden relief.

Make it make sense. [She's a top detective and doesn't know corpse basics? Embarrassing.] [And that bit about the killer running to that villa district? lmao pls...Has she met the kind of people who live there?] [Yeahhhh this "I see what the killer sees" thing is starting to sound like full-on cap.] Debate over Jenna's stream went nuclear. Every word she said got clipped, memed, and shredded online. Of course, her die-hard stans screamed setup.

he told Astrid. As they left, a strange feeling settled in his chest. Something wasn’t right. Back inside the hospital room, Stefan stood over Giselle’s unmoving body. The machines beeped softly. The doctor had already told him the truth. Giselle was brain dead. There was no hope. But he couldn’t afford to lose now. Then, a memory flickered. "I saw my doppelgänger today." Giselle had told him at the mall. "A girl who looks exactly like me."

Lucien, far below, could barely stand beneath the pressure it exuded. Selena didn’t see it yet. Her focus was locked on the woman before her—this false self who fought with venomous purpose. Every step left the ground frostbitten, reality peeling back in curling edges. “You’re not real,” Selena said, voice hoarse. “You’re a fracture, a failed possibility.” The doppelgänger smiled, eyes glinting. “Then why are you bleeding?” She struck low, and Selena barely twisted in time, the blade grazing her ribs.

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."