Vampire Survivors Doppelganger Novels & Stories

the biological body of Lira Vance, preserved in a state of living death, her brain connected to a thousand glowing fiber-optic threads. Standing in front of the tank was the Second Proxy. She wore the same white silk suit Elena had seen in her visions. She had Elena’s face, Elena’s height, and Elena’s exact fingerprints. But when she turned around, her eyes were a void of absolute, light-absorbing black. "Rule Thirty-Two," the Doppelgänger said, her voice a perfect, crystalline mirror of Elena’s. "When the copy is better than the original, the original becomes a liability."

“Pathetic. You’ll need more than parlor tricks to kill me.” All around, the rebels faltered—not from the flames but from what came next. Shadows shifted. Then stepped forward. Rio. Lucien. Adonis. Odessa. Celine. Thomas. Claude. Or… not them. Phantom copies of the Valentines and their allies emerged from the flames—perfect doppelgängers with cold, dead eyes and bloodied fangs. Each illusion was flawless, their movements eerily familiar. A young rebel screamed as “Lucien” drove claws into his chest, his cry cut short by a fountain of blood.

"If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human." "I may not have vampire instincts, but I do have survival instincts," I said. "I grew up in the hood, bitch!" I thought about the other room, and like lightening I was there. The craggy-faced vamp was there with me a half second later with a on his face. I had excellent vision, but now I saw with more than my eyes.

Well, it's still early but she knows that I'll be spending my next hour in the gym. ****** As cold shower splashed over my body, I recalled today's nightmare. It was no different to other one. I saw her again. That innocence filled eyes seeking help still delivers goosebumps all over my body. Her screams make my nights unbearable for me. Sometimes it becomes difficult to even breath.

I was there for Lyca. As a vampire, I could enter someone's house without being invited, but I chose to send my doppelganger instead. After drinking human blood and completing the transition, our human spirit separates from our body, creating a doppelganger. It's like having a friendly ghost always by my side, reminding me of what needs to be done. Only I could see it. Usually, my doppelganger couldn't interact with anything, but it depended on the strength of the vampire. After a minute, my doppelganger emerged with Lyca in his arms, gently placing her on the ground.

Sometimes I forget that this was a common occurrence for every vampire in here. As far as I know, all of the pets that were here yesterday morning will be replaced with new ones by tomorrow. "So I guess 7 was too many for Doe to survive then?" Nico asked the vampire to his right. I turned my head a bit at the sound of her name. She wasn't with Xander, which pretty much meant only one thing. I felt my shoulders slump as I thought this over, the confirmation that she was gone sinking in. Even though we didn't really know each other, I just felt upset over the fact that she was gone.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. He rushed to her, his hands fumbling with the ropes that bound her. “It’s okay, Mira. I’ve got you.” “You’re too late,” a voice hissed from the shadows. The doppelgänger stepped forward, its green eyes glowing brighter than ever. “You couldn’t save her before, and you can’t save her now.” “I’ll stop you,” Luke growled, stepping between Mira and the doppelgänger. The creature laughed, a sound that sent shivers down Luke’s spine. “You can try.”

Devon wondered and at the same time she looks at Cassadie. “Yes sir, there were four. And I don’t know if you’ll believe this but they are vampires.” Yomiel replied seriously. “Vampires?” Devon frowned. “Yes sir. This lady with me right now is a vampire hunter. Cassadie, please.” Yomiel looked at her. Somehow, Cassadie felt confident. She stood up and pulled out a tablet on her pocket. “Sir, I am a downworlder hunter, not just a vampire. From an organization that hunts creatures that harms humans. Here is my evidence that they were vampires. We, hunters have cameras on our amulet.” She pointed on the jewel in the middle of her collarbones.

The twins immediately went to the dungeon. The rescuers have easily defeated Maximilian's vampire and leave him with a great lost when it comes to the fighter plus he wasn't able to win Mira and stripped Brianna if her powers.