Brain Swap Novels & Stories

He started smiling uncontrollably after coming back to his senses, and he muttered, "It's good that you're back—" Quinn felt a surge of warmth in her heart seeing what had happened. Gabriel had also stepped out from behind her when he saw that the crisis had been averted. Just as they reached out to help Steven, each of them was struck with a solid blow. It was evident how hard Steven had hit them from the loud thud on their heads. "How dare the both of you come back still! Go stand in the corner and think about what you've done wrong!" he snapped with a stern face, but his smile returned as soon as he turned around.

I shake my head. With a sigh, Doctor Yang answers. “I’m going to tell you even if Atwood wouldn’t like it,” he says, “because I think that it’s important for you to know. Frankly, I’m appalled that he hasn’t told you yet.” Doctor Yang licks his lips before speaking again. “Atwood has a condition that is known as Intracranial Nebula,” he says. “Commonly known as brain fog. Not everyone without a mate will experience this condition, but some do. It’s been so long without Atwood having a mate that his brain is slowly eating away at itself, essentially. Turning black, diseased.” “So if it continues, what will happen?” I ask.

she says as she smiles at me. Nate had been right; my anxiety has calmed after I have been with my mate. While I sit in bed, it feels like my brain is breaking. Like it’s being split into two hemispheres. Like a thousand tabs are open simultaneously, and I have to observe them, each one of them at the same time. But then everything closes down with no warning, and it’s like a fatal error, and nothing seems to work anymore. That is how my brain has been since I found my mother. The slightest thing will overwhelm me and send me spiralling, and the only thing that seems to ground me is being close to Eve. She is my anchor.

"Don't shoot! That memory is fake!" "Fake?" Alexander’s hand froze, but he didn't lower the gun. His gaze shifted to the technician like a blade. "Look at the waveform monitor!" The technician pointed frantically at the instrument panel where red warning lights were flashing violently. "The brainwaves are completely erratic. The beta waves are spiking abnormally. This isn't a retrieval of the hippocampus; it's a real-time fabrication from the frontal lobe!" "She is forcing herself to imagine a scene of killing Miss Elena! She is hallucinating on purpose to trick you into killing her!"

I suddenly inquired, can’t sweep him away from my mind. “Look, the brain and heart are totally two different things. It is your heart that loved him but your head can’t remember him. So, your feeling for him that exists before still there in your heart. The accident that made you hit your head doesn't cause your heart to has any malfunction. It only proved that you still love him, but you try to argue about the fact because your head failed to convince you since you lose the pieces of memory with him. Can you understand what I tried to say?”

Gemma, who had been furious just a second ago, had instantly switched to a bright smile as she praised Leon. "It's because you're capable that you saved our company, unlike a certain someone, who only knows how to drag everyone down…" In an instant, a tight, suffocating feeling had risen in my chest. Just as I had been about to defend myself, a sharp pain ripped through my head, followed by a flood of memories from my previous life, making my head spin.

I slept at the hospital and when it was morning, the doctors came into the hospital ward with the results. The door creaked open behind us, and we turned to see the doctor stepping back in, his expression grim, “Sorry to interrupt.” He said gently, “But we need to talk. The test results from Rhea’s second brain scan just came in and there’s something we didn’t account for.” Rhea stiffened. I stood up instantly, my protective instincts on high alert, “What is it?” The doctor sighed, “There’s a foreign neurological signature in her scans. One I’ve never seen before. It’s as though… Her brain is operating in dual frequencies. Like two versions of her are trying to coexist in the same body.”

Naomi, who had expected a deep kiss: “…” Is her husband… incapable? She realized she had no memories of being intimate with him at all. Little did she know, outside the room, Atlas stood frozen at the door, unable to say a word. The doctor looked at the elegant yet intimidating man and didn’t dare to slack off. "Miss Swift previously had a car accident that caused some blood clots in her brain. While this time she wasn’t seriously injured, her head was still impacted. Based on what you've told me, she’s experiencing memory confusion."

The faint glow from it dimmed almost instantly. James exhaled, relief flooding through him but it didn’t last. The monitors spiked violently. “Brainwave instability!” Rine called. “Her neurons are collapsing into disarray. The interference broke the core pathways she’s losing motor retention!” James looked at the scan and froze. The neural map was deteriorating in real time, the synaptic patterns collapsing into chaos. “She’s rejecting her own memories,” Rine murmured in horror. “The implant’s destruction is causing retrograde disruption. We’re losing her long-term network!”

But later, he got tangled up with Lana and left me with nothing but endless pain. I got stuck in such an abyss and helplessly tried to grab everything I could. I wanted to find support to help me stand up. I gave him my support and tried my best to hold him. But instead, I stepped into the mud and got quite miserable. When I eliminated the lovesick part of my brain, I knew very well that I could never get his love again. At the sight of such data, the operating system in my brain started glitching. My eyelashes fluttered as I subconsciously stopped trying to push him away.