Vampire Survivors Doppelganger Novels & Stories

It was very human but the aura around her was full of negativity like that of a demon; she wasn’t ordinary. “What are you? Who are you?” I asked as I carefully moved in a circle in the living room as well as the doppelganger. “So many questions from a vampire with a bounty on her head.” She said as she paused and I did so as well. “A bounty on my head. Who wants me dead?” I asked as she smirked. “Apparently that’s confidential but I can give you a name; something to remember me by before I rip your heart off your chest for my trophy collection.” The doppelganger said as she smiled with excitement.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

We fought fiercely, trying to stay alive but the vampire was too strong, and I couldn't defend myself well. Just as I was about to awaken my werewolf self, the vampire's hand scratched my face, causing deep, painful cuts. I stumbled backward, bleeding and confused. I was near the edge of a cliff, and the ground gave way beneath me. Time seemed to slow down as I fell into the darkness, screaming for help. ~~~~~~ The other man who survived watched in shock, unable to believe what he saw. He knew Theo's sacrifice would inspire them to avenge him and fight harder.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

The air reeked worse with every step, burnt fur, dried flesh, and something metallic, cloying, that clung to the back of my throat. Bodies. Dozens of them, strewn across the broken earth. Rogues. Their limbs twisted unnaturally, jaws locked open in silent screams. Their flesh had withered against bone, skin stretched thin like old paper. Just like the bodies that had been seen of recent. But that wasn’t the worst of it. I narrowed my eyes, crouching near one of them, fingers brushing the air above the corpse without touching it. And then I saw it. Another body, right beside it. The same face. The same scars. The same exact rogue. A doppelgänger.

She said she couldn’t believe that I really did blamed our mate for being a murderer and what not. Now, since I can’t get access to her here, in this clan, I will mock her when I reach the earth surface so that next time, she won’t doubt my suspicions. I could hear noises coming from a far and apparently, most of the vampires don’t sleep at night. It seemed like some were farming while some are chatting away, preparing for their business in the day. I made sure to avoid all of them until I was finally at the portal gate but how will I do it? Unlike the dungeon, the portal game has more securities and I am sure they are wiser that those I had met in the dungeon.

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali

“My mother killed herself. She walked into the ocean. Vampires can’t drown.” “They can if their transformation is incomplete,” Vesper says. “They’re actually easier to kill than humans.” I can feel the blood drain from my face and my ears start to buzz. “Get out,” Aldric says to Vesper. The druid says something to his brother, but I can’t hear him. My head is filled with the sound of bees.

I slowly walk down the hall, following the screams to what looks like a medical room with someone strapped to a chair. The screaming has stopped and whoever tortured this person walks out of the room. I look at the body and see it’s one of my vampires, Gabriela. She had the ability to clone herself, more like an illusion than a physical clone. Blood has leaked from her eyes, ears and nose. She’s not moving, I know she is dead. I suddenly feel weak and I’m fall back from the scene and wake up back in the cells. The wolf in front of me is dead. I collapse but Max catches me before I hit my head. “Are you okay love?”

She threw herself in front of Damian, the blade grazing her arm as she deflected it with her own weapon. “Stay back!” she barked at Damian. He hesitated, then nodded, retreating a few steps. The doppelgänger watched the exchange, its expression unreadable. “You’re willing to bleed for them,” it said. “But will they bleed for you?” Annabel didn’t answer. She charged again, her strikes relentless. This time, the doppelgänger faltered, its movements slower, less precise. Annabel saw an opening and took it, driving her blade into her double’s shoulder.