Molly Pills Swap Novels & Stories

All you ever do is cause me trouble. Marcus tightly gripped my wrist. He only let go long after we got back into the car. The entire ride, I tried listening to his thoughts. However, no matter how hard I tried, there was never a single sound inside his mind. Once we arrived at the docks, Marcus stood by the sea breeze while workers opened the cargo boxes one by one for inspection. Quietly, I stepped closer and leaned over to look inside the crates, too. 'No way they’ll notice the cargo got soaked. I stuffed so much absorbent floral foam under the crates. By the time they figure it out, we’ll already have the money and be long gone.

“We found something in the scrolls—” Static. Then— “The twelve kids… they’re not the main ritual.” Silence fell. Even the monsters seemed to hesitate. “They’re replacements,” Molly continued, her voice trembling now. “A fallback. A lesser version of the spell.” My heart started pounding. Hard. Too fast. “The real spell…” she whispered. A pause. Like she didn’t want to say it. “It only requires one.” I felt Sol’s hand tighten around mine. “One newborn child,” Molly said, the words landing like a death sentence, “powerful enough to either end… or save the world on its own.”

Lyra stood barefoot. She cut her palm. “House,” she whispered, “Take this. Take the night I woke up alone. Take the fear. Take the pain. Leave me my family.” Her blood dripped into the basin. The crystal exploded with white light. Lyra screamed. Not because it hurt. Because something was leaving her. The accident. The swap. The cold awakening. Gone. She collapsed. Kael caught her before she hit the floor. “Lyra. Look at me.”

She was my only family. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself. "Promise me you won't scream when I tell you what's going on," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Liv's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and concern flickering across her face. "What's going on?" I closed my eyes, waiting for a moment before finally speaking, releasing the words if wanted to say to someone since this whole swap started days ago, "I swapped places with Ashton," I confessed. The silence that followed my confession was so thick, a knife wouldn't be able to cut through it. Liv's face slowly turned pale, her eyes wide with shock. She blinked rapidly as if trying to process the information.

Aidan sarcastically responds. "You sound utterly ridiculous, Aidan. Casey is the personification of chivalry." That mocking declaration comes with the entrance of Molly. The youngest of the Sullivan children and the only girl. Aside from her mother's green eyes, Molly takes after her father with dark brown hair and alabaster skin. She is short standing at 5'3" and quite slight thanks to her years of studying dance. She is currently in her second year of law school at Harvard. "Thank you, Molly. How about a drink to help you deal with our brother?" Casey asks, glad to have another sparring partner for Aidan.

"I bought this with my allowance. You won't dislike it, right, Nev?" Batting her eyelashes, she abruptly swung the rattle toward my face. In the blink of an eye, a sharp spike on its edge went straight for my eye. I lifted my eyelids disdainfully. [Seriously, this stunt again? Out of the eight worlds I fought my way through, five fake heiresses pulled this same stunt. Is your manual for stirring up trouble wholesale from the same supplier?] Even though this body was sluggish, my combat instincts were still intact. I swung my chubby little arm and smacked the rattle aside. The sharp spike grazed right past my cheek.

"See? He's not denying it. You should take him in right away." Around us, coworkers whispered among themselves, their expressions shifting as they looked at me. I knew that if I didn't clear this up now, it would spiral quickly. "The money was sent to me from an unknown account," I responded truthfully. "I already returned it. It's not with me anymore." With that, I glanced at Rose. She pressed her lips together, saying nothing. Zachary let out a short laugh, as if he'd been waiting for those exact words. "Funny thing," he said. "The police just confirmed yesterday that the account is under your name—and the money you claim you returned… take a look at what they intercepted.

"Ella, I didn't think you'd turn out like this. Do you know how hard Sarah worked for this exchange program? You're ruining her future!" I crossed my arms and watched them. "So, you came to ask me to change the report?" "Yes!" Sarah said arrogantly. " Go tell Warlock Carl you made a mistake. Give me the health certificate! I can't miss the Festival!" Carl walked by the door with a water cup and heard them. "We don't make mistakes on important diagnoses here." Leo rudely interrupted him. "Impossible! You're in this together!" He pointed at me, shaking. " It's her! She bribed you! Admit it, or my lawyer will sue this whole center until it shuts down!"

wedding. … The next morning, I got a call on my way to the house. "Ms. Powell, we really can't get the dress back to the original fit in time…" The voice on the other end was full of apologies. I shook my head. "Don't worry about it. No need to fix it." I hung up and tapped the steering wheel. That dress was a custom piece from a top bridal designer. Three separate fittings just to nail my measurements. But before I even got to see the final product, Derek had secretly handed it over to Riley for a try-on—and had another designer alter it to her size.

But looking at Molly, she deemed that a girl would have been better than having a boy. Anyway, Vera served two plates and sat on the turf with Molly. She placed her plate in front of the girl and smiled. To her worry, Molly made a face when she saw peanuts on her plate. "I'm allergic to peanuts." Molly pushed her lower lip out. "Oh, I wasn't aware. I'll get something else for you." As Vera sought after getting up, Sam stopped beside her with a plate and said, "Don't bother, ma'am. I've got what Molly can eat. I'll swap our plates if she's okay. Oh, can I join you by the way?"