Sisters Swap Novels & Stories

"I can’t wait." "That’s my girl," Liv said with a grin I could hear through the phone. "Now go pack. I’ll see you bright and early." We ended the call, and I sat there for a moment, phone still in hand, feeling a strange mix of nerves and anticipation. The idea of going back to Vermont stirred up a lot of memories—some good, some painful especially because it was in Vermont that I’d accepted this wife swap deal, not knowing that it would be one of the last times I’d see my sister again. But with Liv by my side, it felt a little less daunting. It felt like, maybe, I wasn’t facing all of this completely alone.

My husband stared at the video sent by his assistant, his disbelief evident as he turned to me. "All this time, you were upset with me, insisting on returning to your family while pregnant was all because they were causing trouble behind the scenes! Fiona, this is outrageous! And no matter what, Sharon is still their wife and daughter-in-law!" I lowered my gaze, watching his angry expression in silence. They had done far worse. In my previous life, to ensure Brian and Sharon had an heir after her infertility, they swapped my daughter for Sharon’s tumor. The thought made my eyes drift to the tiny bundle in the bassinet. My daughter slept peacefully, her chest rising and falling softly.

Sophie had ten years of study—how could that compete with my family that had run businesses for three generations? Did he really not know? Sophie's diploma was the bare minimum just to be granted a meeting at our company. She wouldn't even be qualified to meet my father. I turned and instructed my assistant to terminate all collaborations with Jayden's family. Later that evening, Jayden's parents came to plead for their son. But before the conversation could begin, Jayden appeared and interrupted with a triumphant swagger. "Listen to me, Leah. You think I care about your family's money? Sophie already has a new way to make money. We don't need you. She's not going to be worse off than you."

My mother tries to speak, but I stop her with a hand on her elbow. It’s my mess to clean. My heart is hammering in my chest, but I keep my voice smooth and controlled. “Firstly, we’re very sorry for everything. We received a letter from Scarlett, the same as you, which was a shock.” Marina snorts, but a glance from Stefan silences her. He nods for me to go on. “I’m willing to take my sister’s place,” I say simply. A flicker of cold amusement crosses his face. “Of course. Because you’re identical twins, switching places is easy, right?”

It was weird that the both of them was sitting there like they were good friends but in another way, they were very unhealthy competitors who could suddenly grow violent and punch each other. But something amused everyone, particularly Derek. No matter how much the step brothers fought, by the next time they met, they usually said nothing about the fight but just switched back to their usual words, trying to taunt each other. * "You look beautiful" "Yeah, Miss. Cherry's body is really beautiful" Lucienne affirmed. "I think you have a beautiful soul too" Diana added and Lucienne smiled gently. "Well, you do know that we have to find out in what way Damien knows you?"

“My name is Theo and this is Davina. We are seeking the Dupont magic woman.” “I am Freya. I have been expecting you.” She looked directly at Davina. “We have much to do if you are to change what has occurred here.” “I feel a little overwhelmed,” Davina admitted. “Is it all like that outside these walls?” “It is.” “They eat each other?” she squeaked. “The food source has been altered due to the devastation to the planet.” “How could my sister do all of this? I just don’t understand.”

“Oh come on! You’ve had history at school, same as everyone else! Surely you must have been expecting it?” I’m thrown by that one. “Why would I possibly have been expecting it?” “Oh my goddess, Alicia! If you maybe took half an interest in our kingdom, you’d be more informed. It’s been 200 years! It’s time for the next bride swap, and… duh! There are only two princesses who are eligible for it.” Wtf? Bride swap? I vaguely remember something about the 200-year bride swap being taught as part of our history lessons as I wrestle the Long Island Iced Tea back out of Darren’s clutches. He is looking at me like I’m a simpleton he needs to educate.

I knew that the girl were popular with the boys, that was a given, but I wondered just how far they had taken their unique opportunity to switch roles. As if reading my mind, Megan revealed how one time she had gone on a date only to discover that her and her date had nothing in common. Sensing that her sister would find him more interesting, she called her from the ladies washroom and asked her to come by. Morgan checked him out as she entered the restaurant and finding him attractive, she simply switched with her sister. They laughed at how the guy hadn’t even noticed the different clothing they wore, and instead, only mentioned how Morga seemed “a little different” at the end of the night

It was the least that I could do to support my only sister and the only savior of our family. To help people recognize us easily, we adopted very different ways of dressing. Diana would wear sweet-looking girly or lady-like clothes feature light or pastel colors. On the other hand, my clothes would be trendier and more daring. Our fashion sense and preferences did not matter. What mattered was that it was easier for us to switch places this way. All we had to do was dress up in the other’s style when we made the swap, and people would naturally associate our identity with the clothes, hair styles, and the accessories that we had on. “Sure. Just pass me the letters so at least I’ll sort of kn

Then, everyone went online and shared the news they had just heard. The entire Taadi was shook! While the others were busy discussing, Rex remained stunned for a long time. Wasn't Sahara Bruce's sister, Salem's illegitimate daughter? How did she become Salem's real daughter who was maliciously swapped by someone 20 years ago? Suddenly, he turned stiffly toward Hilda, only to see her bowing her head to eat her food calmly. While eating slowly, she would occasionally look at her phone. At that moment, it dawned on him.