Body Swap Writing

Imagine waking up, your body battered and bruised, knowing who your are but not recognising where you are. Fear taking over your body as you realize you do not know those around you either... --------------------------------------------------------- What would you do if your fated mate was injured in a rogue attack so badly she had no recollection of her life? Her home? Her pack? Of you? Everything you shared was gone... This is the life Beta Rocco and his fated mate, Aria now face. But, is there any chance regaining what they once had? Or is all hope lost?

Avery is a full housewife without a job and a child, she has always harbored the desire to be a painter and always fully had her husband's support but everything came crashing down when she caught her husband and her adoptive sister having an affair. On the very night, she caught her husband, Jake couldn't leave Avery alive due to the fact they had to keep their affair for him to be able to become the heir, he and Isabella conspired and had Avery killed by assassins. * * * Avery woke and found herself in a popular actress's body whose name was Eileen, she realized her soul had transmigrated into Eileen's body but still had both her and Eileen's memories. The very first day she found herself in Eileen's body, she realized she was already married to an unknown man. With high hopes, Avery was taken by surprise on her consumption night when she found her so-called husband lying in a coma. “ How are we supposed to enjoy this night together in this state, dear husband?”

What will you do if one day, you'll just wake up and found yourself, out of nowhere, with a different body than you have before? Moreover, having a notable and good-looking multi-billionaire husband. Meet Agatha Montana, a lone wolf. Since she was young, her parents manipulated her life. Her entire life seems she gets to be alone, even though she has parents to be with. A werewolf who escaped on her fate, by marrying a ruthless alpha. A werewolf who died in order to save her beloved vampire—Lucas. As Agatha woke up and find herself existing in the world of mortals, immersing in a body of a human. Little did she know that she was possessing a body, whose most honorable and illustrious wife of one of the most triumphant multi-billionaire’s in the country of New York—Don. Dravor Dawyro Alicco. Will Agatha be able to deal with the fate that awaits in this conflicting world of her? A disguised society that is filled with deceptive politicians, guileful sovereignty, delusive laws and orders, lethal temptations, agony, and noxious ambitions, which many of us loathe about.

I quickly rushed ahead and saw her lying near the edge where the huge cut tree had fallen a few days ago. Half of her body was resting in water while the other half was resting on the side of the tree. "No," I whispered as I ran ahead, instantly jumping into the river and grabbing her body, pulling it into my arms. I was sniffling and trying to hold back my tears while I swam back to land. Once she was placed on the ground, I looked at her helplessly, tears running down my cheeks. My body was trembling, and my wolf was whimpering loudly. I felt nauseous, and my head was throbbing badly. "She's fine," I said to myself in a cracked voice as I raised my hand and placed it on her chest. "Alpha!" Harvey called when he reached where I was. I looked at him with blurry vision, then back at my mate. "Why?" I whispered in a cracked voice. "Why can't I feel her heartbeat, Harvey?" I asked with a heavy heart, then moved my hand to my chest as I felt like I was suffocating.

"I'm a lecturer… You can't do this to me…" Kieran Walsh drops by to ask me a couple of biology-related questions. He insists on making me demonstrate the answer in person. When he grinds against me with that rock-hard and powerful body of his, I can barely withstand the pleasure. "You've never felt such intense pleasure before, have you?" I feel Kieran pinning me on the desk, my legs already parting on their own unconsciously. As for the remaining biology-related questions that he still fails to understand, maybe using my body to teach him isn't a bad idea.

After being heartbroken at the start of her last year in high school because of her long-time relationship, Sarina couldn’t just stay put and cry inside her home. Her birthday was coming, she was coming of age. She is not going to allow some lousy, cheating bastard will destroy it. That night, she was invited to a party where all of the pack were present. It was too overwhelming and she could feel it was time. Running to the woods, she felt her whole body was changing. Screaming and agonizing in pain, she felt someone’s hand on her waist as he licked her neck aggressively, her body was immediately set on fire. “Mate.” She heard him deeply say. His tone was utterly familiar, and to her surprise, it was one of the Alpha in their pack, Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson. Sarina took in a deep breath, trying to endure the pain coursing through her body like a thunderbolt with a heavy thought in mind. If her mate is the Alpha, then…she would have two mates because they are twins. And they’re her childhood friends!

The cold breeze blew past me and I shivered as goosebumps began to grow on my skin. I didn't know what time it was, but I knew it was too late. Too late to turn back, too late to go back to the hospital... Too late to go back to him...... ***************** Come here!" I jerked up abruptly at the sound of my fathers voice. With a shaking body, I made my way slowly to him, praying to God to save me. "D-daddy, please, I'm weak, see my body is shaking. I'm very tired, please daddy..." A loud slap landed on my face making me fall to the ground. "Did I ask you to talk? Worthless child, just like your mother. I should have thrown you out or killed you a long time ago." He shouted at my almost unconscious body on the floor. .............. Elizabeth has been molested times without number by her own father at a young age. And when it's time to get married, she finds it hard to trust men.

Rita Peterson is a young and beautiful lady in her early twenties who resolved to sell her body as she lost her job. Fate brought her and Benjamin Gray together on the day she was to start selling her body but instead, he offered her a job as a maid in his house. As she moved into his house for the job, they gradually built a platonic relationship that resulted in the eruption of subtle feelings of love. All was going well for them until Victoria Alyson came into the picture to ruin what they had built from scratch. Will they be able to overcome the hurdles that Victoria presented before them? Will their love survive the rating storm? Find out in this thrilling love story.

Lyra was never supposed to be the heroine. In the novel she read in her past life, Lyra was just a placeholder—the adopted daughter of a high-society family who dropped her the second their real daughter returned. Then came the humiliation. The neglect. The death that barely registered in the plot. But this Lyra? She’s not following the script. Reincarnated into the story, Lyra remembers everything. She knows where the plot is headed—and she plans to derail it. Step one: make herself indispensable. Step two: change the fate of Ethan, the second male lead who disappeared without resolution. He was brilliant, guarded, and completely overlooked by the original heroine. Lyra—who adored him as a reader—isn’t about to let history repeat itself. She starts small: a business deal, market predictions, power moves. Somewhere in the chaos, they become something more. And when the real daughter returns, sweet on the surface and toxic underneath, Lyra proposes a marriage contract to survive. No feelings. No strings. Just strategy. But love doesn’t follow rules, and neither does fate. As alliances fracture and danger rises, Lyra must fight to stay in a story that was never meant to keep her. She won’t be discarded. She won’t be erased. This time, the side character is writing her own ending.

I was prepping the ceremonial cloak for our seventh mating anniversary. The front door suddenly banged open. My son rushed inside, tears streaming down his face. "The teacher yelled at me," he sobbed. He shoved the wrinkled drawing into my hands before burying his face in my shirt. I smoothed out the paper to see what the drama was about. It was a sketch of a faceless woman titled: The Substitute Mom. My heart stopped as I read the scribbles underneath. "Daddy said she is the backup." "She does the chores but gets no wages." "The Real Mom is responsible for being beautiful and guarding the treasury." My fingertips turned ice-cold against the paper. My mate, Ethan, had just returned from a patrol. He kissed my forehead. "What did our pup draw?" The next second, his smile froze when he saw the content. His voice tightened, and he reached out to snatch the book. "He watches too many cartoons! He's writing nonsense!" I stared at the man I had shared a den with for seven years. He looked like a stranger now. If I was the substitute. Who was this beautiful real mother? And where had my true son been all these years?