Body Swap Fiction Novels & Stories

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

“Your daughter killed my boyfriend and put his brain into her boyfriend!” “Oh, dear.” Victoria’s mom closes her eyes. “She was always precocious, getting into my papers when she was little and into my computer files when she was older,” her father reminisces. “Brain swaps are not even being done yet, but I had some rough outlines on the possibilities. I presented the information to other scientists, so they could first do the procedure on animals because we don’t have lab animals here.” “And then she was so boy crazy.” Her mom sighs. “I’m sorry about Richard’s passing.”

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Her words hit hard. “What if I told you… that the one walking around in my body isn’t me at all?” I said slowly. “That it’s Lena.” She stopped and turned to face me, brows furrowed. “What are you talking about?” “I don’t know how it happened. But somehow, Lena and I switched bodies. She’s wearing my face, living my life—and using the mate bond to manipulate Lucien and Kiran. That’s why they haven’t noticed anything.” Sabine’s face twisted in disbelief. “You expect me to believe that?”

Took my backpack "to help." I forced my voice steady. "Where's my medication?" Lily covered her mouth, soft gasp—perfect volume for the audience. "Juliet, don't be like that. I saw you only had two pills left. It looked... kind of sad. So I swapped them for the vitamins I take. Full sheet. Nine tablets. Imported." Like she'd upgraded me. Rage shook through me. The stabbing in my chest spread down my arms. The blister pack slipped from my hand.

Final. The whole swap was doing something to my nervous system that I did not have adequate language for. That was the explanation. That was the only explanation I was accepting. Three people in a penthouse, two souls in the wrong bodies, weeks of proximity and high stakes and the permanent sense of standing on a floor that might give way at any moment — of course my instincts were misfiring. Of course my wolf was confused. She was operating in conditions that pack biology had not prepared any of us for, in a situation where the man I was married to looked like someone else and the man I was supposed to find nothing more than inconvenient looked like my husband and every sensory cue she had

A new place, a new chapter. A few years later, Sophie was also arrested—charged with defrauding Jayden's family. Her case opened a floodgate of investigations, uncovering countless other scams. The amount of money involved was staggering. She was sentenced to life in prison. I felt nothing about it. Maybe this was what people meant when they talked about karma. Years passed. One evening, pregnant and calm, I walked along the river with Nick. The scenery was gentle, and we breathed it in quietly. I had slowly stepped back from my family's business and was ready to devote myself entirely to our new life, to the child soon to arrive. Nick seemed content with that. He held my hand as we walked,

“Do not let anyone find out what happened. You can introduce yourself as Sofia, we just told them we had a daughter but we didn’t inform them about her.” I nodded. “Pretend,” was the only other word my father could say before the door got pulled open. He retraced his hand then slipped open. I reached for the door handle beside me, pushed the door open and climbed down. I had to turn around the car before I met them. I stood few inches apart, trying to not make the gap between us too noticeable. An older man stood with a wide smile. His eyes lightened up when he saw me. He held out his hand and I took it.

"Henry still thinks that I'm you! Do you have any idea how disgusting it is having to listen to him call me by your name? He's mine! So why is he still calling your name?" I lowered my gaze. My voice turned cold as I said, "Back then, you were the one who suggested to Mom that she drug me unconscious so you could take my place in marrying Henry, weren't you?" Diana froze up for a second before gripping my wrist violently. "So what if you know about the truth? Henry loves me, not an ugly woman like you! "I'll get straight to the point. My son's kidney is failing, and your daughter's kidney is a perfect match for him!

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.