Body Swap Fiction Novels & Stories

Fighting back tears, I fixed my gaze on Liam, the one who was supposed to be my biological brother. I then declared defiantly, "You're absolutely right about that. I'm indeed putting on an act! I'm obviously the biological daughter of the Johnson family, so I'm just taking back what's rightfully mine! What does it matter that Tina stole my guaranteed spot at the university? I'm smarter than her, so I'll always be better than her!"

"I don't understand what you mean, Melanie. The whole nation envies you for marrying a man like him. You have a net worth people can only dream of, and life's perfect for you. I'd never set you up." She darted ahead and grabbed my sleeve. "Don't play dumb with me! He married you in our previous lives! You knew he was a monster, but you were waiting for me to step right into it! You didn't tell me anything! You knew! You knew!" I flung her hand away and sneered. "Ah, so you finally get it. You're not the only one reborn with memories." … In my previous life, I kindly made a bowl of meatball stew for Jonathan. He was a vagrant back then.

Blood is thicker than water, and nothing you do can change the fact that we're family. Instead of arguing, I reached into my purse, pulled out my phone, and brought up a photo. I held the screen right in front of his eyes. It was a picture of the back of my hand from three years ago—raw, blistered, and horribly mutilated. The scalded skin was a bloody, infected mess, left completely untreated until the flesh around it had turned swollen and red. "Stephanie did this to me." I swiped to the next few photos. They documented my forcefully shaved head, followed by the nude photos Stephanie had taken of me after ripping my clothes off.

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

"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."

"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.

There was nothing in the room but the sound of my own heart, beating alone in the deep. I pulled Jinyan’s head into my lap, my tears falling onto his lifeless eyes. I reached for the link, for the Soul-Lock, but there was nothing but a cold, echoing silence. But as I leaned down to kiss him one last time, I felt a faint, rhythmic pulse—not from his heart, but from the terminal behind us. A new line of text appeared, written in a handwriting I didn't recognize: "The swap is complete, Panni. Thank you for the body." And as Jinyan’s hand suddenly twitched, his fingers digging into my arm with a strength that wasn't his, I realized the ultimate horror: Jinyan hadn't saved me. He had just opened

Crawling in my bed behind my back with my husband. Now I had turned into the mistress, and she had become me? She got my husband, my body and... my life? I couldn’t wrap my head around the situation. My mind was a maze, unable to find a way out. What should I do? How do I return to my body? Was this even real? Could souls swap like this? Why me? Why would she get everything — my home, my face, my name... after taking my husband? I kept whispering to myself while losing my mind. By the time I walked to her, I noticed her phone which was technically mine now, scrolling frantically and my phone was on the table.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."