Sonic Body Swap Novels & Stories

I squirm out of Vincent's grasp, catching a trace of sickly sweet scent lingering around him—one that isn’t mine at all. "While it's true that the Moonlake pack is going to form a bonding alliance with the Brownstone pack, my future mate isn't necessarily you." ... I stared at the soda can tab that Vincent Sawyer, my future mate, had slid onto my finger. For a long time, I couldn't utter a word. The loud music and the sounds of chatter, which made up the boisterous atmosphere, died down instantly. The guests' murmurs soon filled the room. "What's that? It looks like a can tab…"

If only I had time to play for a while. "That's okay. Once you're dead, your body will be doing all kinds of things it's never done before." She looks at me and starts crying as I start chanting. Within a few minutes, I have taken over her body, and her soul is gone. I don't know if it hurts them, but I always tell them it won't. I look down and smile at my new body. Carrie was quite beautiful; even better, I'm no longer a skunk. Gabe is looking at me with desire.

The duo was utterly amazed at the decision of Dankein and the choice of the dead body. “But you know that we can’t reside in the human world like Dark Souls. We need to blend in. And for that, we need human bodies. Now, as far as I am concerned, I have this human Timothy's body. You too need a human body, Nexus.” Silvan tried hard to convince Nexus for using the dead body provided by Dankein although he was not convinced with that bizarre choice.

As I loosened the tie around my neck, Frank asked, "Why didn't you bring Jenny with you today, Seth? I thought you liked her a lot." Frank's words made me jerk my head up to look at him. Everything around me was blurry. That was when my phone started vibrating with messages. They were from Seth. I knew he was waiting for me to come home and switch bodies with him. We had agreed to do it once I came home from work, since we had managed to reach ninety-nine points today. However, I turned off my phone. Frank seemed to be familiar with my actions. He continued, "About your divorce…"

I immediately stopped smoking when he mentioned how he chose me to switch souls with him. Israel pointed the end of his cigarette at me. " The night I was shot in Las Vegas, you were murdered that very same time in the future. Our souls swapped and here you are in my body while I remain in your mind." I wasn't saying anything. I couldn't. Israel went on. " You and I my boy, are sharing this body. You're in total control of my body; I'm in total control of your mind. I'm dead but my spirit roams around you," Israel paused as he came over to me and leaned over, his eyes dark and grave. " YOU ARE A CAT WITH NINE LIVES!"

He walked out of the room to attend to another patient while I sat on the edge of the bed for a long moment, my brain buzzing over his words. A turbulent spirit? Was he sensing the residual energy left behind by the soul swap? I shook my head, deciding it was useless to dwell on magic I didn't understand. So I stood up from the bed, taking a step toward the door. I blinked down at my feet, then took another step and another. Hold on a moment… I wasn’t limping anymore! My legs were completely healed! I leaped into the air, landing on the floor, but it didn’t hurt. I let out a breathless laugh, jumping up and down a few more times.

“You are about to walk away from the truth because it sounds impossible.” “It was a soul swap!” Logan screamed with every breath in him. The words rang out so clearly that the chamber fell silent. Caine shifted uncomfortably. Fake Logan’s expression did not change, but he exchanged glances with Caine. “A what?” one council member muttered. Omega Logan forced himself to steady his breathing. “A soul exchange,” he said more clearly. “They switched us. My soul is in this body. That body”—he jerked his chin toward Fake Logan—“is occupied by something else, something that isn't me.”

“How are we going to tell them that our twenty-one-year-old daughter swapped brains, killed your boyfriend, and made her boyfriend someone else in the process? That’s no longer Paul. With Richard’s brain, that’s entirely Richard. Those are his memories and his personality.” “Yes, I’m Richard.” The figure next to me is now talking fine in Paul’s regular voice. I look at him. He scans my face, just like Richard used to do. He stares at my lips, travels up and in a circle, as if he’s swallowing my image. “I’m Richard, not Paul.” Victoria’s father disappears. He’s going to put Richard’s body into a spare pod and figure out later what to do with the corpse.

“Here, take them.” “Can’t you come with us?” I said. “It would probably be easier if you were the one to use these, however they’re supposed to be used.” “In this body?” His arm fell off. He picked it up and reattached it. “I can’t leave here, not unless one of you donates your body to me.” He looked around the room. Everyone suddenly had other business and looked away. “I’ll do it,” said Nyx.

These men can still have a fling. As I stand there like a complete idiot, my distant cousin approaches me and whispers that we have to accompany them, or else I'll be without my aunt. I automatically turn to him as if possessed, literally like the Exorcist. The blue-eyed boy opens his eyes wide, and his blonde mane stands on end as if he were Goku.