Twoface Novels & Stories

Defeating David’s corporate attack was like cutting the head off a hydra; two more grew in its place. The first was the enraged and now-re-funded Crimson Fangs. The second, and more insidious, was the shadowy organization that had empowered them. Jack knew that dealing with David directly was pointless now. He was no longer the puppet master, merely the wallet. The real threat was the rabid dog he had unleashed, Viktor, and the invisible hand that held his new leash. Jack decided it was time for a face-to-face conversation.

> “Now we find the part of me that thinks she’s real… and remind her why I’m the one bleeding.” Lucien moved closer. Slower this time. > “And if she’s stronger than you?” Sera’s eyes were calm now. > “Then I make her doubt it.” Somewhere in a silent room Elise once used, a new interface powered on. The screen showed two faces. Both Sera. Both waiting. And one of them smiled. > “Version conflict detected.” > “Override pending…”

Now that we were reborn, how could you be so shameless as to tell me that I was making a fuss, as if it was something insignificant? I underestimated how terrible this man could be. "Let's not see each other again." I slipped away from his confines, and as he tried to follow behind me, I turned back to glare at him, my eyes filled with overwhelming madness. "Or else, I'm not sure how I can stop myself from killing you to avenge my baby." I had no complaints about becoming disabled for him, because that was my choice. But my baby was innocent! "Go ahead." Horace wasn't scared in the slightest, instead taking another step toward me.

I silently shone my phone's flashlight downward. The light shone on the pink bunny slippers under my bed. They were right where I remembered them to be. The Leah who stood before me was barefoot. How creepy. There was a Leah who could easily move in the dark, but there was also another Leah who was supposed to be wearing her slippers and had night blindness. One of them had flawless skin, while the other had a wound on their face. An absurd thought entered my head, but it was the only explanation that made sense. They were two different people!

The car stopped in front of me, and I covered my eyes with shaking hands. From the driver's side appeared a tall, powerful figure. His chiselled features, so much like Eric's, made my heart skip a beat. But it wasn't Eric, I realised as he got closer. This stranger had a muscular frame, broad shoulders, and stood around 6'2". His thick lashes framed his piercing blue eyes, which gleamed in the twilight. Robust face structure with a defined jawline highlighted his rugged attractiveness. His face was framed by finely dishevelled dark hair. A faint smile softened his features as he approached. "Alex," I said as realisation set in. He was the first son of the illustrious Wilson family and Eric's

Reva's POV I find him in the library at two in the morning and my whole body knows before my brain does that something is wrong with the man I am seeing. I could not sleep again. The house felt too quiet so I got out of bed and walked around. I wondered how this place looked like at night. I walked through the halls. The floors felt cold under my feet. I stopped in front of the library and pushed the door open. Nico was sitting by the window with glasses on his face. I never knew he wore glasses.

He looked like a wolf defending his mate. The double turned, his blue eyes flickering with an error message. Kael didn't use a weapon. He threw himself at his reflection, the two of them crashing into the crystal pillar. The impact shattered the remaining wards, and the mountain groaned as the ceiling began to shed massive flakes of stone. "Kael!" I cried out, struggling to stand as the silver virus clawed at my heart. Kael pinned the double against the crystal, his hands locked around the machine’s throat. "You stole my face," he spat, the violet light in his eyes burning brighter than the infection. "But you forgot one thing. You don't have her."

Soon, the girl was brought into the courtroom. Mom’s face was twisted with rage. “You little brat! Didn’t I tell you to stay hidden?” The girl blinked innocently. “Mom, my bank card was frozen, and you didn’t answer my calls. I wanted to go to the bar, so I had to find my own money in the basement.” Upon investigation, the trial team discovered this girl was my twin sister! Even more shocking was that my mom actually had two uteruses. Children born from two uteruses are extremely similar in every way.

It crawled straight toward Maya, its milky eyes wide with a terrifying, mindless devotion. "Stay back!" Seven roared, stepping in front of Maya and leveling her pulse rifle. "Don't hurt it!" Maya cried out, a sudden, inexplicable surge of grief hitting her. She felt the creature's mind; it was a void of hunger and loneliness, and it saw her as its only light. The Architect pressed the button on his cuff again. "Phase Two. Integration." The tubes connected to Lucian didn't just pump sludge; they began to retract, tearing through his skin like barbed wire. The black rot had reached his throat. He looked at Maya, his consciousness flickering for one final, agonizing second.