Body Swap Books Novels & Stories

My son's kidney is failing, and your daughter's kidney is a perfect match for him! "Will you believe me when I say that I only need to say the word, and Mom will immediately hand Cecily's kidney to me without questions?" I yanked my hand away immediately. I could not believe that she dared even to utter such words. I did not mind being humiliated. But now, she was making a move on Cecily of all people! However, before I could even steady myself, Diana suddenly slammed her hand against the door and screamed. "Mom! Laura hit me!"

“You really don’t have the right to like her.” “Uh, of course! Of course! How could I possibly harbor improper ambitions toward the woman you like… Hehehehe…” Lucas chuckled. “Sir, have you heard of body-swapping?” “Hmm?” The handsome, godlike Zachary’s eyes never left Sotiria’s figure for a single moment. “It’s like this. There’s a legend in some parts of the world that when someone is mortally wounded and is saved, the soul will turn into the soul of the next person who was involved in the same accident at the same time, even though the physical body isn’t their own—”

"I'll leave my daughter in your capable hands, Logan." When it was just the two of us in the hospital room, Logan opened the pages of a medical journal and said, "Let me tell you about a rather interesting medical case today." "What is it?" "A patient suffered a heart attack after going through a break-up, and the doctor administered a most peculiar treatment," Logan mused. "What kind of treatment?" I pressed, my curiosity piqued. "He found her a better boyfriend." I couldn't help but laugh, as did Logan. The faint crinkles around his eyes made him look even more affable. "You know what, Noelle? You look beautiful when you smile."

Celine Sherman and I were supposed to get married on the same day. Three days before my wedding, by the uncanniest of coincidences, I found out that my fiancé, Andrew Hammond, intended to swap the two wedding cars intended for Celine and me, respectively. Celine was supposed to marry into the struggling and powerless Wright family, but Andrew planned to have me take her place. His words came as a huge shock to me, and it was something that I never would've seen coming.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

I couldn't wait to see what would happen after Jennifer and I swapped bodies. Mom, Dad, Alex. I genuinely hoped you'd still be smiling when that day came.

I ask them when I cross over to where they were hovering a map. Before they could say anything, Rowena walked in. “What's the urgency?” She asked, pulling the chair to sit down. Lucian explained that he found a book containing information about the mystery pack that existed before the Bluemoon was created. The only problem is that the book needs Luna’s blood to be opened, and that's why they call my mate here. Once the guys push the book toward her, she wastes no time cutting her finger and drops a drop of blood on the book, which lights up, and the lock on it breaks. She flipped the first page and started to read.

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."

She struggled to get up, her eyes staring venomously at the car that was already out of sight. … Jason started asking around for me after his return, but no one knew of my whereabouts. As usual, he scrolled through his phone, trying to find the faintest trace of me online. Suddenly, a livestream notification popped up, and his eyes flew wide open. … Everything felt unreal as I watched the crowd bustle around, engaged in conversations and clinking glasses. Ever since Frank first brought me back to the Lawrent residence, Cassandra had repeatedly invited me back. With her strong support pushing us closer, what was initially an act turned into reality—we ended up becoming a real couple.