Hazbin Hotel Body Swap Novels & Stories

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

then. After confirming the swap, the system activated it the next day, with the screen showing real-time footage of the soul swap taking place. When they both woke up in each other's bodies on the large hotel bed, they were both shocked. Declan, now in Camilla's body, slapped himself hard, trying to snap out of it. "How could I have such a weird dream? Wake up!" he muttered, but it was no use. A slap rang out loudly, leaving a red mark on his cheek.

Mia's and Finn’s cries mixed with Marissa’s shrieking drew attention from the neighbors. Slowly, people began gathering around, rubbing their sleepy eyes. After witnessing the scene, their eyes widened and a neighbor hurriedly chimed in, "Goodness gracious, Sophie, take it easy! Marissa’s old. She can’t handle that kind of rough treatment.” I spun toward them, my voice cutting through the murmur. "Oh, I’m supposed to take it easy on the woman who swapped my son for someone else’s child? She even tried to steal my parents’ inheritance and give it all to her granddaughter.

I'd never spent a night in this house, but after the renovation, I'd put three wedding outfits in the closet: a champagne robe, a red silk nightgown, and a burgundy reception dress. The robe was on Riley. The nightgown was crumpled on the floor. Only one was left. Derek's eyes flicked to me, almost hesitant. When he saw my face stay calm, something like approval crossed his features. He handed Riley the burgundy dress. "Like it? Wear it." Five minutes had passed. He still hadn't answered my question. He hadn't explained the mess on the floor, either. Or maybe he just didn't care. Not wanting to drag it out, I turned and wheeled my suitcase out the door.

Staring at the undeniable female anatomy, Mom was dumbstruck. At long last, she was about to realize she had given birth to Juliet. However, the very next second, Mom abruptly flipped, thrashing wildly on the hospital bed. "This is unbelievable! How dare you swap my baby? I clearly gave birth to a boy!" Juliette's condition was rapidly deteriorating. I circled anxiously in the sky. She was so small and frail; she wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Fortunately, the doctor stopped wasting his breath on Mom. After sweeping Juliette up into his arms, he rushed out to find Dad. "Who is here for Eleanor Leigh?"

It means the switch had successfully happened and Namiyen has taken over Hemon’s body. I swiftly pulled Sofia out of the royal chair and took her to the altar where he stood and closed his eyes firmly. His lips began to tremble with heavy spells which I could not hear. He suddenly opened his eyes and begin having a conversation with something I could guess, was Sofia’s soul. Her body started to vibrate and shake right before Hemon’s figure disappeared. “Sofia?” I grabbed her body from the altar and watched her close enough. Her breathing returned and her eyes opened slowly, staring at me with a blank expression. I carried her to my back and swiftly exit through the door to crawl back into th

“Ms. Spencer, six years ago, your biological daughter, Ella, and Alpha Alaric’s daughter were switched at birth.” I stared at him, disbelief churning in my gut. “That’s impossible. You’re lying.” Alaric’s face remained stoic. “Suit yourself. But you’ll see soon enough.” I looked back at Zoe, who seemed unfazed by the conversation. How could this be true? Zoe was my daughter—I had given birth to her, held her in my arms from the very first moment. The car pulled up to a sprawling estate soon after that. Tall iron gates opened silently as we approached, revealing manicured gardens and a mansion that looked like it was straight out of a fairy tale.

I turned around and fled the wedding venue disgracefully. It started pouring outside. I stood blankly at the hotel entrance, unsure of where to go. I happened to catch sight of half of my face peeking out from the trash can. Upon picking it up, I realized that it was a wedding portrait of Jason and me. I was smiling brightly in the photo, while his lips curved up faintly. However, on the huge banner displaying his wedding portrait with Helena at the hotel's entrance, even his eyes sparkled with happiness. My face paled as my hands gripping the photo trembled. Endless sorrow and anguish filled my heart.

The building had burned to the ground and apparently, my body had been identified through dental records. "Derek, what body? How did they 'identify' my body? I'm not in that burned-up building." "Relocation provides a corpse, generally a homeless person who died and nobody claimed it. Then they swap that person's dental records in for yours. Justin and I called them that night once we got you out of the building. We knew we needed to have a fire to take care of the vampire's corpse and to get rid of the evidence of your attack." That sort of made sense. "But what about the vampire's corpse? Didn't they find a skeleton or something along with the one put there to be me?"

"Leave us, both of you." Killian and James bowed and stepped out, closing the door behind them. I crossed my arms over my chest, looking at her. "They didn't scold me for talking to you like that.” Serene slumped forward onto the desk with a groan. "They know, Lucas. James and Killian figured out we swapped bodies." My breath hitched. "What? But how?” Serene quickly explained the incident that happened on the hill, and I listened in silence, a snort of amusement escaping me despite the danger.