Novel & Cerita Age Swap Stories

So that my fiancé wasn't suddenly left at the altar, she had no choice but to let my twin sister, Diana Halliwell, marry him in my stead! When Jorge Ward proposed to me, he told me that he had liked me since we were young. Was it all a lie? A sharp pain suddenly shot through my abdomen, notifying me of my baby's movement. The excruciating pain made me cry out. Mom just stormed into my room with a look of annoyance. "Since you're already awake, hurry up and get ready! "Diana's going shopping at the mall later, and you'll be carrying her things! Don't you dare embarrass us!"

The next morning, I was awakened by the faint sound of people arguing downstairs. "That's impossible!" someone cried. "How could Olivia's body be like this?" It was Alex's voice. He sounded hoarse and agitated. I heard Dad's voice next. "Her leg… The doctors have confirmed that it was an old amputation. It's been more than ten years…" he replied. His voice was weary and laced with disbelief. "Jennifer's legs were perfectly fine!" Mom cried in a trembling voice. "How can she be worse off after the swap?"

Lyra stood barefoot. She cut her palm. “House,” she whispered, “Take this. Take the night I woke up alone. Take the fear. Take the pain. Leave me my family.” Her blood dripped into the basin. The crystal exploded with white light. Lyra screamed. Not because it hurt. Because something was leaving her. The accident. The swap. The cold awakening. Gone. She collapsed. Kael caught her before she hit the floor. “Lyra. Look at me.”

That was how she ended up with chronic health issues. She worked all year round and never allowed herself a single day off. Layla suddenly asked my mother, “What about your husband? Can’t he even take one day off for your child on Children’s Day?” My mother smiled bitterly. Layla seemed to understand and tried to comfort her, “Honestly, they’re all the same. While I was abroad for a while, my husband found someone else, too. “But the funny thing is, he pretended to be poor the whole time. He was terrified that the woman would only want him for his money.

"Not yet. But I'm getting close." Shirley and I were raised in the same orphanage since we were kids. I knew she was tied to some kind of trade system. I could hear her talking to it. The cruel part? I was the only one she could use for these swaps. The only small mercy was that the system capped her at three. The first one happened when we were 13. Shirley was born with a heart defect, so she swapped hers for mine. She left the hospital completely cured. Me? I collapsed from acute heart failure and spent a week in intensive care. Even now, I haven't fully bounced back.

"Transferring during second year is such a weird time." "Some stuff happened at my last school, so my aunt told me to just transfer. Plus, my dad graduated here, so I thought I'd try it out too." "Did you get into a fight or something?" Crimson asked. "Please, I'm too scrawny to get into a fight. I'd instantly be knocked out." "Then can I ask what happened?" "You can't." I replied almost immediately. "I'd rather not talk about it." There was a bit of an awkward silence, but then suddenly, Scarlet looked like she lied down, but she actually fell asleep. "That scared me!" I exclaimed as I held onto my chest.

Frank then helped me up and gently fed me some water. "Thank you for saving me," I replied. He responded, "How about helping me out if you're truly thankful?" "What?" I looked up at him, confused. "My family has been pressuring me about marriage lately. Can you act as my girlfriend to help me deal with them?" Frank's earnest expression showed he meant business. I looked at him in silence. "I've already covered the medical bills. Just rest here and don't worry about the cost. This is my business card. You can contact me after you've thought it over." Frank left the ward after handing me his card.

Time apart had only brought Bruce and me closer. After two weeks of being tangled with each other, we gradually returned to our usual work routine. One day, Poppy suddenly appeared at my door, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Greta, do you have feelings for Owen? You're already married! How could you ruin his reputation just because he didn't choose you? You've completely lost your mind!" I regarded her with a puzzled expression. "And since when did you turn into such a lovesick fool? Has that scumbag brainwashed you completely?"

I had no other choice but to call Gemma for help, but she and Leon had been busy celebrating the hundreds of millions of dollars in dividends they were about to receive. In the end, I had been beaten to death in the dead of winter. Right before I lost consciousness, I had heard a cold, robotic voice. "Dalton Brown has lost all vital signs. Removing target from the exchange system…" The agony of the steel pipes shattering my bones had still been coursing through my body, and my whole body had gone cold. In this life, I was determined to figure out exactly how Leon had swapped everything with me! I swore I would never let history repeat itself!

She was my only family. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself. "Promise me you won't scream when I tell you what's going on," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Liv's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and concern flickering across her face. "What's going on?" I closed my eyes, waiting for a moment before finally speaking, releasing the words if wanted to say to someone since this whole swap started days ago, "I swapped places with Ashton," I confessed. The silence that followed my confession was so thick, a knife wouldn't be able to cut through it. Liv's face slowly turned pale, her eyes wide with shock. She blinked rapidly as if trying to process the information.