Novel & Cerita Mind Swap

"Watch your tongue, Edward. Nev's your biological sister." Natalie seized the opportunity to lean over the cradle and raise a baby bottle that was still steaming hot, aiming it right at my face. "Nev, you must be hungry too. Let me share my milk with you!" As the scalding milk was about to drench my face, I screamed at the top of my lungs. Damian materialized out of nowhere like a ghost, seizing Natalie's wrist and twisting it in one swift motion. The very next second, the hot milk landed squarely on the back of her own hand.

"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.

It took a long while, but a reply eventually came, and it was a wall of text. "She had a car crash 10 years ago and ruptured her organs. The doctor said it was beyond them. I was outside the ER, crying my heart out when a voice spoke inside my head. "It called itself the Wish Exchange System. That system told me it could take my talent and lifespan in exchange for a healthy body for her." He continued, "I was a finance guy. Everyone called me a genius ever since I was a kid. The system took my intelligence, my luck, and half my lifespan. She came back to life in exchange, while I became an ordinary guy."

Another added with a smug tone, "Let me remind you, Serena. The Johanssen family has a reputation to uphold. Don't do anything inappropriate. Just because Maisie is sick doesn't mean you can swap her with a different child that you conceived with God knows who." How ironic. They didn't realize that the real swap had taken place ten years ago! "I didn't give birth to Maisie ten years ago. I had given birth to this boy here instead. When Maisie fell ill recently, I discovered that I wasn't a compatible bone marrow donor for her despite being her supposed birth mother. "In fact, we're not even genetically related. Yet my so-called best friend, Margaret Lonsdale, turned out to be a perfect match

I was a grown woman—was I supposed to not survive without a man? But my cousin, Sarah Cameron... she couldn't. In our last lives, she married Blake, and the two of them were trapped in a lifetime of misunderstanding because of someone else. She was the gentlest soul you could meet, and even she couldn't escape being worn down by him. So this time, after being reborn, I looked at Sarah's worried face, her furrowed brow, and started packing without hesitation. "Sarah, I'll marry Blake. John Ridgewood might not look like much, but he's got a good temper. You two should be able to make it work."

"I didn't know. I really didn't..." "Captain!" An officer jogged over, holding up my alarm device. "Found it." Captain Larsen hit play. "It's just me lending out your battery. You're seriously calling the cops over that?" Hampton's voice blasted through the speakers. "Woo. Three points." Then the rest rolled out. Every word crystal clear. "Where's my medication?" "Juliet, don't be like that. I saw you only had two pills left. It looked... kind of sad. So I swapped them for the vitamins I take..."

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.

I got flashes of trees and blood and pain in my mind, and I felt like I was missing something. Apparently, I was getting a flashback of the park incident. It happens rarely, but Martina explained that when my current experiences overlap with a memory that Marcus had manipulated, I get flashbacks of the true memories that his Gift was suppressing. Like…I’m looking at two holo-screens at the same time, one over the other, and they’re both playing the same scene from the same movie…but then something similar to what you’re watching happens in real life, and suddenly the other screen fizzles out and it’s showing something completely different, and you just know, that it’s fundamentally wrong som

] [SUBJECT #3 AND THE ORIGINAL ARE BOTH DETECTED AS: LIVING. The original Zora Vane’s heart hadn't stopped in Johannesburg. The Will-Execution Protocol had been triggered because her brainwaves had dropped to zero, but she hadn't died—she had swapped. The moment I shoved the blood-stained folder into the Director’s face, the "Sovereign-Merge" hadn't just downloaded the data into the aunt; it had pulled the original woman’s consciousness out of her dying body and dropped it straight into the Unborn Child inside my womb.

The second spell was selfish on my part, but we will both see benefit. "What does it do?" He asked. "I swapped a small part of your soul with mine," she admitted, biting at her lower lip. "That way, you and I would be forever linked, and you would be more likely to stay here." "PART OF MY WHAT?" Mike stood, balling his fists. "You took part of my soul?!?"