Body Swap Books Novels & Stories

On the day of my bonding ceremony with Vincent Sawyer, the future Alpha, the moonstone ring meant for me, the future Luna, has mysteriously disappeared from the ringbox. In its place sits a can tab that has already gone black from oxidation. The guests' cheers die down immediately. They all turn to look at me after that. Amid the silence, Vincent's childhood sweetheart, Sharon Anderson, walks out from the crowd. She raises her left hand and waves, the moonstone ring perched on her ring finger. Then, she pulls out a matching ring before sliding it onto Vincent's finger.

“You don’t want to know what I would do to you, Emily.” “I didn’t do anything!” Emily stammered, her face pale. “I just… I just said it by mistake.” “By mistake?” Mrs. Opaline snapped. “Who blurts out something like that by mistake? Saying someone read the wrong books? Who says that?” I straightened and looked straight at Emily. “I’ll tell you what happened. Emily swapped my books.” The room went still. “When Darius got the books for me, she went into my room, took them, and replaced them with hers so I would study the wrong ones,”

I joined him a few moments later and slept all through the night until this dream woke me up. I went to the cabinet attached to the table and pulled out the book we obtained from the library. Apart from the pages I had fiddled on the day we got the book, I barely went through the material. The storm hit off and left me completely distracted. I went through the table of contents. Body Swap! There was a chapter dedicated to Body swaps in Chicago. I quickly got to the page and began to read through it. When I got to a particular point, my hands began to tremble.

The corners of the books crashed into my flesh and left bruises on my skin. Smugly yet also with disdain, she looked at me. "The storage space is mine, the food is mine, and the money is mine! I will have all the best things in the world! You'll die in the famine, but chew on the books while you can." She left in a hurry, but I picked up the books and smiled to myself. I thought, 'Oh, Christina, bet you never thought my lifelong dream was to take the exam and get into a college. My success had nothing to do with the storage space. You can never replicate it.'

“Oh come on! You’ve had history at school, same as everyone else! Surely you must have been expecting it?” I’m thrown by that one. “Why would I possibly have been expecting it?” “Oh my goddess, Alicia! If you maybe took half an interest in our kingdom, you’d be more informed. It’s been 200 years! It’s time for the next bride swap, and… duh! There are only two princesses who are eligible for it.” Wtf? Bride swap? I vaguely remember something about the 200-year bride swap being taught as part of our history lessons as I wrestle the Long Island Iced Tea back out of Darren’s clutches. He is looking at me like I’m a simpleton he needs to educate.

I woke with a start. The room around me was familiar, yet the searing pain from the fire still lingered in my mind. But strangely, my body bore no wounds at all. Before I could fully collect my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door, followed by my aunt's voice. Listening in on the conversation between my mother and aunt, I realized with startling clarity: I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, my aunt and an old man from the island country of Zandumore were planning to move overseas. Before leaving, my aunt came to bid our family farewell.

"Sorry, everyone. It looks like I'll be changing brides today." He sounded almost proud of himself. "My maid of honor, Talia Cross, surpasses Elise in every aspect. She's prettier, hotter, and better overall. You're all my witnesses. Elise and I are over. And let me be clear—I'll never take her back even if she begs me to forgive her." I said nothing as I looked at his smug face, my smile deepening with each ridiculous word pouring out of his mouth. Whispers immediately erupted through the crowd.

On the day I turned a month old, the Fairchilds booked the most luxurious hotel in the entire city to host a banquet. I lay peacefully in my cradle. [These demons are definitely going to stir up trouble again today.] Mom stood beside my cradle, gently patting my little tummy, her eyes filled with reassurance. While the guests were showering me with flattery, my fourth-oldest brother, Emerson Fairchild, my fifth-oldest brother, Evan Fairchild, and my sixth-oldest brother, Ezra Fairchild, walked in and gathered around Natalie.

"What is this? How is this possible? Weren't you carrying triplets?" "Did someone swap the three babies?" The moment I walked in, all three men turned on me. Quinn rushed up to me. "Fiona, you were jealous that Jennifer gave birth to triplets, so you planned this. You swapped them out with this thing. I thought you'd actually changed for the better, but you were just waiting for the chance to steal our children." Grayson pointed at me and cursed. "I've never met anyone as vicious as you. Not only did you steal the babies, but you even replaced them with this cursed thing to frighten us."

A love never forgotten’. SEQUEL TO THE ALPHA’S SWAPPED BRIDE. THE LOVE STORY OF STEPHANIE AND MATHEW WITH A LITTLE ADITION TO THEIR FAMILY, A SWEET BABY GIRL. THE JOURNEY OF ENZO AFTER THE DEATH OF SHANE. COMING SOON!!!!