My Sister And I Swapped Husbands. นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“So, who are you? And how did you get into this body? I never really believed soul swapping could be real.” "I never thought soul swapping was real",I said in my head too. “I don’t think I ever thought of that too,I didn't expect it", I said then my eyes darted around, trying to see if there was anyone else in the room before I continued. “There’s no one. You can talk,” Jane said. "Alright fine, I just needed to be sure", I added. “I’m Jenna. Damon’s mate", I blurted out The sharp, audible gasp from her cage echoed in the quiet room.

When he found out what happened, he announced our wedding that same day. It felt like a dream come true. Except it wasn't a dream at all. It was a nightmare. Dylan didn't love me. Not even a little bit. He hated me, actually. Despised me. And I knew exactly why, because marrying me meant he had to let go of the woman he truly loved, Sophie Bennett. And here's the twisted part: Sophie is my sister. My own flesh and blood. Still, I gathered every bit of courage I had and called him.

Like, how can you befriend a woman who had intercourse with your husband on the very same bed where you made love to him? “What were you two doing?” Sophia asks. Curling her legs beneath her on the grass. “Nothing,” Mary quickly replies. Too quick even. Sophia rises one or her eyebrows, signaling she is not buying it. “It’s just silly sister-wives stuff, really… I’m sure you know.” Lucy says. “Sister-wives’ stuff?” Janne scoffs, “is that even a thing?” Apparently Janne had the same thing in mind. “Uh-huh,” Mary nods. “It is a thing.”

“Don’t play word games with me! Lucian’s leg was already healed—you knew that and didn’t say shit. Isn’t that basically stealing my husband?” Stealing? That word almost made me laugh. The irony was unbelievable. Who exactly stole from who here? Vanessa glared at me, her green eyes burning with anger. We actually looked a little alike—same deep red hair, same general features, even the same eye color. But we weren’t sisters. Twenty-three years ago, right after we were born, the family nanny swapped us out as revenge. Just like that, our lives got switched. She grew up as the spoiled rich girl in a wealthy family, while I grew up in an ordinary one.

This was my first real step in cutting ties with Victor Ravencroft, my husband of three years, the man who destroyed everything I cared about along with my sister’s betrayal. But there’s no secret that could be hidden. Just days later, the media caught wind of the scandal before the ink on the papers dried. My name, once whispered with disdain in social circles, was now dragged across social media even more. Headlines shouted betrayal and scandal, twisting truths into digestible lies. My sister Naomi’s pregnancy with my husband’s child was everywhere, turning our private pain into the city’s favorite afternoon gossip.

" I was crying inside feeling devastated and helpless. How could I just declare him my husband and promise to live with him for the rest of my life when he wasn't even aware of this change? I felt like it was a punishment for my some unforgivable sin, I had committed in my life time. Everything was going against my will. The entire Church was completely silent. Everyone was looking at me eagerly, waiting for my response. I could see my so called family giving me glaring looks. Realising that I was left with no other option besides, I heard myself saying, "I do." The guests stood up from their chairs and applauded aloud. Some blew whistles. "Now exchange the rings." The officiant ordered. Can

I could only faintly feel a little lump of flesh next to me, and it was noticeably smaller than I was. So, I was inside Mom's womb. I immediately used all my strength to pull my younger sister, Juliette Vance, toward me in a desperate attempt to share my nutrients with her. However, she was simply too foolish; she didn't even know how to absorb the nutrients that were right at her mouth. I couldn't help worrying whether her condition would improve over the next two weeks. Mom abruptly demanded, "Perform the reduction on the healthy one right now! It's doing nothing but stealing my daughter's nutrients! My daughter must live on!"

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

"After he dropped everything and started Changing and becoming a better person for me, we decided that on our anniversary we were going to do another wedding, start everything all over. On my wedding day, I got kidnapped by my twin sister who I thought was dead all this while but she wasn't, she was held hostage by people involved with your dad. All in the same business so that's why he didn't recognize her or me. So yeah she did something crazy, she switch places with me for two months. I work as a stripper, she fakes being me " "Holy shit", I cursed.

Frustrated, he raked his fingers through his hair, while I just stared at him. “Don’t get mad at what I’m about to say.” I nodded. “It means having sex with multiple partners at the same time and then swapping partners too. But only us brothers, with four women. We did it a couple of times, which is why I’m telling you we’re not as good as you think. Well, we don’t do that anymore, not since you came into our lives.” I gasped, my breath catching.