Body Switch Spell Novels & Stories

Harry Green is a dominant, handsome, and seductive man. His egocentric, cold, and responsible personality is and will be apparent to society because respect is one of his attributes, while at night his daring and dark side comes to light when one of the mall employees discovers her boss's great secret. Alexandra Morin is the girl who drives the unbreakable Harry Green crazy.

When my adopted sister, Alayna Ewing, hears that I'm with pup, she specifically gives me the body oil she's made. I accept it with a smile on my face. But later on, I smear the oil all over the belly of the old lady next door, who's diagnosed with a uterine tumor. After all, I have gotten reborn on this very day. In my past life, Alayna had formed a mate bond with Misael Finch, the Alpha of the Darkspire pack. She desperately needed to bear an heir for Alpha Misael in order to strengthen her position as the Luna. Unfortunately, her being an Omega meant that it'd be very difficult for her to conceive. So, she hatched a scheme against me, a newly pregnant she-wolf. Alayna bribed a dark sorcerer to cast a surrogate pregnancy curse on me. As long as I smelled something that she made, the pup in my womb would be transferred into her womb instantly. I spent entire pregnancies caring for my pup meticulously. I even endured the pain of countless shots in order to keep my pup safe. But whenever I was about to give birth, my pup would still end up disappearing. Alayna, on the other hand, gave birth to three heirs who inherited powerful bloodlines from their father. Thanks to that, her position as the Luna was greatly strengthened, and she got to live a lavish and comfortable life. In the end, Alayna had slandered me by claiming that I was overcome by lust during my pregnancy, so I ended up having passionate moments with Rogues. That was how I lost my pup every single time. With my reputation in tatters, I was exiled from the pack and forced to live the remainder of my days as a Rogue. In the end, I froze to death in winter. Now that I'm reborn, I shall grant Alayna her wish, seeing as she really wants an heir of her own. The healers have mentioned that it's their first time seeing such a huge uterine tumor, after all. Oh, I can't imagine what sort of expression Alayna will wear when she finds out that she's given birth to such a big tumor!

My wife transplanted the donor heart I had waited for two years for to the fake heir, Sean Morgan. The doctor said I only had one week left to live, so I decided to freeze my body. I donated my body to Sean's lab. On the day I signed the donation letter, my daughter threw herself into my arms and said I had finally made up with her uncle. My parents praised me for finally understanding the deep bond and mutual support between brothers. My wife said with relief, "You've finally let go of your grudges and become an understanding person." I smiled gently. "Yes, this time I’ve really learned my lesson. I will return the status of the Morgan family heir to Sean and fulfill your wishes.”

Veronica James, has been designed to drive any man beyond seven sensations of pleasure. She is the Queen of her own Empire, and there is nothing that she will not do to get what she wants. This blonde bombshell sets her heart on the biggest deal of her life and will stop at nothing until it is sealed. Joshua Hamilton a handsome and very much mysterious man walks into her life one night. His intention not quite as clear-cut. Veronica is set to meet Jake Hamilton but gets caught off-guard when Joshua shows up. Joshua convinces Veronica to go against her rules and he will push her to her limits. But things go wrong and Veronica is set two make the hardest decision of her life. But in comes Tom Hedford to complicate her life even more. She is made to choose between the two men, she needs to decide who she loves the most. Who will be the ultimate that will bring this Queen to her knees?

Lei is a modern woman who’s in need of so much money. Why? Because she wants money. Not to buy clothes she needs. Not to get a house nor a car. Just… money. She works at a fine night bar where she dances and entertains guests. But would you believe that Lei is still a virgin? She is. A twenty-one year old girl who entered the dark side of life at a very young age just because she wants to be rich. Almost five years of being a dancer, she’s still not satisfied. Until she met a rich man at the bar who offered her an agreement to pay her double salary just to have sex with him regularly without the expectation of a romantic relationship. His fuck buddy.

For a $5 million research stipend, I agreed to let the System install an empathic link inside my body. "Subject. Are you sure you want to proceed? Once installed, the procedure cannot be reversed. This is a prototype. Side effects are not fully characterized." I looked at the sidewalk-stall clothes my girlfriend Cara Lake had bought herself, and the drugstore-grade makeup on her vanity. I nodded. That night, while she was out at her bar job. A current came up out of nowhere inside me. My whole body lit up with a sickening pleasure that did not belong to me. Seven times. A few days later I waited near the club where she worked. I overheard her with her friends. "Cara. You're something else. Pouring La Prairie into a plastic bag and using it like that? Faking poor like a champion. Doesn't Adam ever notice?" "Notice? He's stupid. He'll believe anything I say. His father got hit by a car, lay in bed without the money for treatment, died alone. I told Adam I couldn't help. He stayed up all night comforting me. I almost died laughing." The laughter went into me like a knife. I got out of there. The tears came on the walk home. I picked up the phone. "Professor. I'll go to the classified institute. I'll go now."

Aria Douglas, always liberal and explosive, finally found the fit of her shoes. She never believed that she could trust a man again until she realized that she was falling in love with that man. The one she met in a bar, the one with blonde hair that looked dyed-cropped, intense blue eyes, a hooked nose, and lips created by a bloody sex god. Samme got into her skin. And between her legs. She, who did not want to be with anyone, suddenly wanted to be with that man she barely knew. What had she seen in him? There were things she didn't understand about him and she wasn't sure she wanted to answer them either. The only thing that was absolutely clear to her was that she fell in love with a man who was a mystery and an enigma to her.

"You promised me your virginity and your body. I was foolish to pass on the first, but like a debt collector, I am here to take the latter which belongs to me. Your body is mine, Rosianna." . . A loved one who became a stranger and a heart filled with secrets... . . “Oh, Rosy,” Santos whispered, his voice sending shivers down her heated body. “Do you remember?” “What?” she asked, even though she feared that she already knew what he was asking. He leaned closer to her ear. “That night six years ago? Right here, in this house, in this room...you begged me to take your body” Her eyes closed at the pain of the memory. “Let me go, Santos. I don’t want you anymore.” she lied. Pressing his body against hers, his hand slid underneath the towel and caressed her there. She leaned into him and throatily. He nibbled at her ear, and whispered, “That’s not what your body is saying, darling.”

Rowena Pierce has lived a harsh life, and she faced mistreatment from the people whom she called family. She suffered all that in the hopes that one day the boy who promised her salvation would come and rescue her. When that day came, she was only met with rejection and disappointment. Rejected, Heartbroken, with no one to turn to. She agrees to mate with the mysterious Alpha of the Golden Pack. Lukan Gable has lived in fear all his life, constantly looking over his shoulder, all because he wasn't supposed to be born. He longs for the need to have a mate and share a future with someone, even when no one thinks it is possible. Lonely, desperate, with no choice. He agrees to make a deal with one despicable pack for a mate. They both live different lives, yearning for something different, but somehow, they fit together.

The day my husband's first love shows up at my house, I catch a faint, cloyingly sweet scent of gardenias in the air. My genetically-linked asthma flares violently at the scent of gardenias. As expected, halfway through the meal, my chest suddenly tightens. I can barely draw a breath before collapsing onto the couch. My younger brother sprints into my bedroom like he's lost his mind, grabs an inhaler, and shoves it straight to my mouth. "Tess!" he roars. "Why the hell is there gardenia perfume?" Everyone panics. My dad grabs a liquor bottle. My mom lunges forward, grabbing the woman by the hair. And my husband positions himself in front of her, protecting his beloved first love as she trembles. Amid the chaos, I muster the last of my strength. I reach into the crack of the couch, grab another inhaler, take a deep breath, and slowly push myself upright. I let out a cold laugh as I fix my gaze on the woman cowering behind my husband. "Finished with your little performance? It's my turn now."