Real Wife Swapping Novels & Stories

Jamie continued, "it's obvious he hates Victoria to the bone. Otherwise, he wouldn't have exposed her in such an ugly manner." Sharon nodded lightly. "I just don't know how much Thomas was involved." Jamie said, "Lex's behavior is definitely strange. I'll have someone investigate what's been happening with him recently. "Are you sure Keira's real identity won't be exposed?" Although the baby swap had been arranged by Jennie, she had been receiving Sharon's support and assistance at the time, so she had used some of the Walton family's influence in the process. Jamie also knew very clearly that Keira was a fake heiress.

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.

“Your family will pay for this! You scammed us! This marriage was nothing but a fraud! You couldn’t tell us that Lauren was sick and wouldn’t be able to get married instead you connived with your younger daughter to pretend to be her sister just because they are identical. That wasn’t just all, the real Lauren came back and they were swapped back fooling me twice, fooling me for the second time and thinking or hoping that I wouldn’t find out. What a joke you thought I was,” Caden said bitterly. “We can explain son. Please hear us out.” Mom pleaded. “I’m not your son! No mother would want to watch and see her son being deceived like this. The truth always comes to light. Did you think I was g

Cherry had been in her room all day, she had been sulking in the room due to the fake marriage that her parents had arranged for her but she knew that she could not escape the marriage, after all, this had been her destiny all her life. She was getting married to Damien Winston, but definitely not for love. Her parents did not care about her loving him or not too, she had a task to fulfill in the home of Damien Winston, she was to get rid of him one way or the other once she had become his bride.

"Sorry, everyone. It looks like I'll be changing brides today." He sounded almost proud of himself. "My maid of honor, Talia Cross, surpasses Elise in every aspect. She's prettier, hotter, and better overall. You're all my witnesses. Elise and I are over. And let me be clear—I'll never take her back even if she begs me to forgive her." I said nothing as I looked at his smug face, my smile deepening with each ridiculous word pouring out of his mouth. Whispers immediately erupted through the crowd.

Took my backpack "to help." I forced my voice steady. "Where's my medication?" Lily covered her mouth, soft gasp—perfect volume for the audience. "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. Full sheet. Nine tablets. Imported." Like she'd upgraded me. Rage shook through me. The stabbing in my chest spread down my arms. The blister pack slipped from my hand.

“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.

I signed where indicated. And then it was done. I stood on the steps of the Ministry of Marriage in a dress I had chosen myself, holding a certificate with both our names on it, trying to locate the feeling I was supposed to have in this moment. I'm married. I am Mrs. Hills. I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now.

I said. "So today is the day where you publish your newest book and it's called The Real Deal. Can you tell us briefly what it is about?" The MC asked and I smiled nodding. "Well.. I don't want to spoil anything but it's based on my own love life. I wrote this book for my boyfriend, Ares, just to thank him for everything." I said and I turned to see Ares standing beside my dad. He smiled widely at me and I turned to the audience again nervously.

I had no other choice but to call Gemma for help, but she and Leon had been busy celebrating the hundreds of millions of dollars in dividends they were about to receive. In the end, I had been beaten to death in the dead of winter. Right before I lost consciousness, I had heard a cold, robotic voice. "Dalton Brown has lost all vital signs. Removing target from the exchange system…" The agony of the steel pipes shattering my bones had still been coursing through my body, and my whole body had gone cold. In this life, I was determined to figure out exactly how Leon had swapped everything with me! I swore I would never let history repeat itself!