Three Faced Doll Novels & Stories

Baby was getting ready to help Aura open the gift wrap. "I miss dad and mom now." Aura's voice sounded sad. Dollan ruffled Aura's hairs. "Let's open the gift." "Okay, let's open it." Aura's face was cheerful again. The three of them unwrapped the gifts and were surprised because they contained three dolls. a duplicate doll of Grey, Camelia and Aura. "Wow ... This is cool." Aura was very happy to see the contents of the gift. "You're right, this is cool. This is the first time I've seen a duplicate human doll like this and the doll looks real."

"There are just way too many attractions in Hormea. You won't be able to see it all in one trip." Kerrigan looked at me with increasing longing in her eyes. Soon after she left, Carl came to me, complaining. Day in, day out, he would give me angry stares, as if I had stolen something precious from him. I had no choice but to persuade him patiently. "At your age, it's best for you to find a partner your age in school." Unfortunately, he just refused to listen. All the while, I would have intimate sessions with Kerrigan on an almost daily basis. Eventually, we tried a variety of positions and styles, deepening my relationship with her.

She observed that the logo of Tinder's Corp featured bold, black lettering against a white background with a blue outline and an abstract symbol of a building. She would have gotten a closer look at it if it wasn’t 10 feet above her height. Ella joined her a few minutes later, and they both walked in, almost at the elevator. “OMG!” Ella exclaimed and paused. “What happened?” Sarah concerned. “I forgot to tell you something.” She recalled. Just as she was about to talk, Dan passed through the entrance door. Sarah froze, and Ella traced Sarah’s eyes to Dan. “Is he walking towards us?” Sarah asked Ella.

There was a reply to her message, "I said I wanted three million, but you only gave me five hundred thousand. Do you think that's enough to convince me? I won't divorce you until I get three million." Whoever it was must really want the money that the person forgot to impersonate me. It was my habit to end my sentences with an ellipsis. However, whoever was messaging Lori had forgotten about it. Lori finally realized something was wrong. She typed in three question marks before asking, "Are you really Chad? Why does it feel like you're not him?" Lori sent the message, but there was no reply. She looked flustered and started mumbling, "This isn't possible. Chad is fine. Someone must have used

A woman in a white lab coat stood inside with her back to me, working over a body. So that was where the smell had come from. “You people really couldn’t just enjoy the game, could you?” she said lightly. “You just had to try to escape. Well, now look at you. You’ve become my test subjects.” Panic surged through me. I never imagined I would end up facing something this horrifying. Then the woman finished what she was doing and turned around. The moment I saw her face, I froze. Chloe Carter. Of course. This terrifying woman was my third girlfriend.

“You’ve said very little of your own path.” She shrugged. “Apparently I’m just along for the ride.” “Triplet meets triplet in a Honduran shack where a document emerges describing a remote Nazi facility used for experiments on multiples. I think not.” “Wait till you hear the rest,” Dianna said. “Tell him,” she urged her friend.

It had only been three years. The girl with innocent eyes who shared a bowl of oatmeal with me in the damp, moldy room was gone. She was consumed by the pursuit of fame and power. “Are you so blind as to believe everything Gavin says?” I sighed and pointed at the locket. “Turn the piece over. Do you see a begonia flower engraved there?” Tanya paused before taking a closer look at the locket. Pulling a slight grimace, Gavin reached his hand out to stop Tanya.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

The problem wasn’t over yet, but at least he’s gone for now. I turned slowly to face him again. His gray eyes, sharp and cold, were fixed on me. For a split second, I felt exposed, like he could see straight through me and through my thoughts. “I… thank you,” I said quickly, bowing and forcing a smile. “And… I’m sorry for the trouble.” “That’s the third time,” he murmured, almost under his breath, before turning and walking away. I stood frozen in time for a moment, watching his facade fade down the hallway. The words echoed in my mind. The third time? My pulse skipped. Does he actually remember me? My chest tightened as I realized what just happened. Or am I just possibly overthinking thing

There was no room for me in this family, and even the maids treated me like I was a piece of trash. The pain in my stomach was making me lose control of my emotions. My hands trembled as I swallowed some painkillers with water. After a while, the discomfort faded somewhat. I changed my clothes and put on some light makeup, wanting to look a bit more spirited. My first stop was a funeral supply store. Since I only had one day left, I couldn't get a custom-made urn, so I picked my favorite pattern from the ones available. This urn would be my home in the future.