Soul Swapped Novels & Stories

"I'm just desperate and persistent." I arose and walked to the trunk of the jeep. I opened it and grabbed a bat. "What do you need that for?" Caroline asked as I walked back to Kathrina's body. "She's going to wake up in about a few seconds. She needs to be unconscious when you do the soul swapping." And just like I had anticipated, Kathrina gasped and flicked open her eyes a few seconds later. I quickly struck her with the bat, sending her unconscious then dropped the bat.

I nodded with a smile, signing the photo she held. That night, I laid on the bed, arms spread wide, thinking about everything that happened. The crowd, the energy... it was overwhelming. "Where am I?" I whispered, suddenly seeing myself in a vast open space. Then something appeared—a spirit, shining, with long white hair and brows. He smiled at me and I cringed. "Tessa," he called. "Your time here isn't yours alone." "Do you know me?" I asked, surprised. "If you do, then you must know about the soul switch.” I continued sharply, “What happened? I need the truth!" Iasked desperately.

That's the most stable time to perform a soul exchange ritual. Alaric's words made my stomach drop. [Alaric… I'm sorry. You're the only one who can save me now.] He replied quickly. [Do you trust me? If you don't, I can't help you. Once you hook the third dead fish, the contract will basically be complete. And your life will be close to over.] [This kind of exchange requires staying in the same space as the target corpse for seven days. During those seven days, it will slowly drain your life energy. On the seventh day, at midnight…]

] [SUBJECT #3 AND THE ORIGINAL ARE BOTH DETECTED AS: LIVING. The original Zora Vane’s heart hadn't stopped in Johannesburg. The Will-Execution Protocol had been triggered because her brainwaves had dropped to zero, but she hadn't died—she had swapped. The moment I shoved the blood-stained folder into the Director’s face, the "Sovereign-Merge" hadn't just downloaded the data into the aunt; it had pulled the original woman’s consciousness out of her dying body and dropped it straight into the Unborn Child inside my womb.

“What are you talking about? I know that I can’t leave this hellhole alive, but I have a plan and only your collaboration can make it work. Don’t forget, you have to make Kyle feel the pain and emptiness you’re feeling now.” “What is it?” Logan snapped. Reluctantly, Imelda brought out of the pocket of her jeans, a small black bottle. “I got this from a seer long time ago, who would have thought I would need it someday. Anyway, you have to find a lady who is of same age and body type as me before dawn tomorrow. I would swap bodies with her through the help of his body swap potion.” “Body swap potion?” Logan’s eyes grew in absolute shock and disbelief. “Isn’t that one of the forbidden magics?”

“Later that day, a man visited their home. He explained that his wife was gravely ill, and that she didn’t have long to live. The man had prayed to the Moon Goddess to allow him one last moment with her. That very day, the boy went to the man’s house, speaking to him as if he were his wife—delivering her last words, urging him to stay strong. Soon after, the man’s wife passed away.” “Sounds like the kid was possessed,” Stephanie remarked, crossing her arms tightly over her chest as she leaned back in her chair. Leila rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “I’m not sure. But there’s something else… the book talks about a soul swap.” She glanced at me, eyes serious. “That’s the term it uses. The boy an

She sipped on her soup as she hurled insults at me. "You got my son killed and birthed a worthless brat in return! You're not getting any of this soup!" This happened on the day my daughter was born. Had I been reborn? I remembered just moments ago, the child who I'd painstakingly raised had unplugged my oxygen supply and then chatted away with the nanny happily. It was then I'd discovered my child had been swapped shortly after birth. I'd died in agony, filled with betrayal and despair. At present, Doris flung her spoon into the thermal container and slammed it onto the bedside table.

LYKOS' POV "Rylan has been soul swapped." Neilla announced in a grave tone. "Soul swapped?" I echoed after her, refusing to believe it was what she said. If soul swapping was the case of Rylan, then we were dealing with a bigger enemy. The last time any news of soul swapping was heard was centuries ago and it was performed by none other than witches. Not just ordinary witches but the ones who practiced demonology. "How do you know this? Don't you think you might be too hasty in that conclusion? As far as I know, soul swapping represents the highest form of witchcraft. This exercise is carried out by the most powerful witch or wa

“ Please stop believing in the impossible.” “ Just..” Sera cut in. “ Stop lecturing and just tell me the damn thing I do say about it.” The maid pulled back in surprise. The princess never talked like that. But just then, she slumped with tears in her eyes. “ You call it soul swapping.” “ Soul swapping?” She nodded. “ You've always believed in the impossible, like ghosts, wandering souls, swapping souls…” “ That swapping souls, tell me more about it.” “ You said that's when souls swap bodies, whereby one person's soul wakes up in another body.’

“You really don’t have the right to like her.” “Uh, of course! Of course! How could I possibly harbor improper ambitions toward the woman you like… Hehehehe…” Lucas chuckled. “Sir, have you heard of body-swapping?” “Hmm?” The handsome, godlike Zachary’s eyes never left Sotiria’s figure for a single moment. “It’s like this. There’s a legend in some parts of the world that when someone is mortally wounded and is saved, the soul will turn into the soul of the next person who was involved in the same accident at the same time, even though the physical body isn’t their own—”