Anime Head Swap Novels & Stories

Lucienne asked the lady who now seemed a bit confused with the type of questions Lucienne was asking her. "This is your body" "No, this... This is not my body" Lucienne shook her head. "What are you saying, Miss. Cherry?" The lady asked. "Cherry? I... I am not Cherry" she shook her head putting the lady into more confusion. "But.... But you are Cherry, are you okay? You hit your head against the bath tub quite hard, does your head still hurt?" Diana asked, her brows furrowed. Lucienne understood now, this was just like it happened in the movies, she had watched movies where the soul of someone would move into the body of another and that made her understand that her soul was now in the body

Ardan replied, not forgetting with a friendly smile. "Please sit down, sir." said Anjani while landing a chair across from Ardan. For a few seconds they looked at each other, staring at each other's changes. In Anjani's eyes, Ardan has not changed, only now the young lecturer has a different hairstyle. Ardan, who used to wear bangs to cover his forehead, is no longer alive, Ardan's complete forehead can be seen with the naked eye. In Ardan's eyes, Anjani has changed a lot, especially in his body.

She hastily recounted, "I swapped the babies myself. You were in the hospital room at that time, and when you were discharged the next day, the baby you took was mine!" I looked at her without a trace of grief and replied, "Yes, you swapped the babies." "Then why..." Finally, Christine realized the horrifying possibility. Her face, weathered by time and hatred, filled with terror. She clutched her chest and heaved violently. "Lana, you…" Next to her, Doris fell to the floor in bewilderment. I spoke slowly. "Christine, you thought you were smooth. However, I already knew about the swap. I swapped the babies back the very same day."

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

"Yes, they're still there." I straightened my clothes. "Go invite the envoy inside. Tell him I have an urgent matter to discuss." The envoy entered through the curtain. He was strikingly handsome with a scar slashing across his brow into his temple. His amber eyes were like those of a wolf on the plains. I met him from behind the screen and told him everything directly, then asked, "My half-sister has already taken my place and married the Crown Prince. I'm willing to fulfill the peace alliance. Does the King's promise still stand?"

“Nikolai and his people came in. They were there to take care of some business. They shot the targets they wanted, but I saw everything. They couldn’t leave any witnesses. So they shot me too.” I paused, letting the words sink in. Blue kept rubbing small circles on the back of my hand. “I thought I was dead. But when I woke up… I was in this body. Chloe’s body. I am not Chloe. I am not the famous model or celebrity everyone knows. My real name is June. June Hale.” Leo’s face had gone completely still. He stared at me like I had just spoken in another language.

She’s the girl that good for nothing bastard principal mentioned? Her name… Kuroyuki Shiroha. Err… wait a minute. The other useless ‘me’ got away from my little sis!? How is this even possible!? God, this must be a miracle! Forget it. What on earth did he get himself involved in? There’s an ice spear next to the girl. “…Ow…!” My head hurts! This pain is normal. It’s another pain routine. It is a stress that was built up by the other me. Every time we switch, our memory fragments will flow to each other’s brain after somewhere around ten seconds.

I tell him and rush back to Amne. Her mouth opens but it sounds as if she’s lost her voice. The machine above me starts beeping faster as her heart rate goes up. “Look at me, Amne,” I say, taking her face in my hands. “You shifted. Your body didn’t take to the shift, so Doc Everett had to add some of Tana’s DNA into your system. You are in your human form, so everything probably looks much larger than it used to. That’s to be expected. Calm down, breathe with me, Amne.”

Every month on the 15th is the day I swap lives with Melody Foster. 18 years ago, a hospital mix-up places our IVF embryos in each other's mothers. After the truth comes out, my biological parents want their real daughter, and my adoptive parents want theirs. They arrange for Melody and me to rotate between the two homes on a monthly basis, switching every 15th. From then on, I become the burden neither family wants. In whichever home Melody stays, there are endless snacks and drinks, thousands of dollars in monthly allowance, and the sunny bedroom is always reserved for her. In whichever home I stay, there's nothing but plain meals and a windowless storage room. 18 years later, I

I had to be because there was no way I was seriously thinking about Andreas Thorne in such manner. The waiter came and took our order, offering a polite smile before leaving us in the growing silence. I wrapped my fingers around the cup in front of me, staring at the steam rising from the coffee. I could feel Andreas shift in his seat, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lean forward slightly, his expression tense. He cleared his throat, the sound making my stomach twist in anticipation. "I want to start by apologizing," he said, his voice low but steady, "for how I acted when I found out about the swap."