Swap My Wife Novels & Stories

"You're just making things up, aren't you? Braddy might be lazy, but he's a good kid, Sienna! Don't go spreading lies about him." 'Ugh, you spineless husband, Jeff! Your wife reports being harassed by your own brother, and instead of believing her, you defend him. Am I really that insignificant in your life?' Gwen suddenly felt a wave of pity for the woman whose body she now inhabited. Gwen chose to go back to sleep. Tomorrow, she would drop by the hospital to visit Hans and Hannah, and then go on a shopping spree to her heart's content. She was utterly exhausted thinking about the soul swap she was playing out.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

She held her handbag smiling still. Judith tried defending herself. “I wasn’t-“ “Hope you enjoy. Bye.” *** Adrian turned as his wife walked over to their table. She walked over pushing her hair back and he walked over. “It’s about to start, lets go..” “We were just talking I swear.” “If roles were reversed, would that be ok? Seeing you told me I’d never catch you ever talking to her. So if roles were swapped, and I was talking to my ex in passages, would that be ok?”

I knew in an instant that the man before me was Dominic—my husband in this lifetime. In my past life, I had seen Dominic several times at the Romano famiglia's social gatherings. I knew he always acted the part of a womanizer, engaging in frequent dalliances, but I didn't expect the wedding to turn into such a farce. Dominic raised his hand, and part of the crowd that had been heckling immediately cleared out. "You're not actually planning to marry this woman, are you, Dominic?" I looked toward the voice, my eyes falling on the blonde woman with blue eyes nestling in Dominic's embrace.

She wasn't on the same level as Jade, or she wouldn't have successfully stolen Hayden away from her. Still upset, Hayden snapped, "What did I say? Are you deaf? You heard me!" "Don't you dare! I am your wife, Hayden!" Maria stomped her foot. The man scowled. "You think that makes you special? Jade was my wife once too." Hayden could swap Maria for someone else just like he swapped Jade for her all those years ago. They were nothing more than women, after all. Maria's face twisted upon hearing that, obviously catching onto his meaning. As she watched Hayden leave, she silently started planning for her future. She couldn't bare to let herself end up like Jade.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

“Consider it done.” “All right, then. Talk to you later.” “Sure.” My wife threw the apple she was eating at Mike and clutched her stomach as she laughed out loud. She laughed so hard that tears pricked her eyes. My wife. That sounded so much better. There was another selfish reason I hurried with the wedding. I didn’t want her to face the proceedings as a Swanson, the infamous twin. Now, she’d be Arianna Cortez, my wife and the mother of my child. I didn’t want her name associated with a family that didn’t love her.

I can see with blurry vision, a man on the stage waiting for me . He is my husband whom I never met before …..who made a deal with this marriage . Though I don't know what's going on …. Why does he want to marry me in exchange for my mother's treatment? You guys must be thinking what's going on …. Let me introduce myself again …. I am Jade Petrikas and this is the second part of my life. …… A part I was never aware of taking place …. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath as the man didn't even hand courtesy to extend his hand for me .

He walked up to me and backed me against the door. "I would, but remember our relationship. Our parents are married and I'm about to get that tag as well," I explained. He held my wrists above my head like Shawn had done, but the difference in their strengths was evident that I didn't bother trying to resist this one. "What if you got married to me instead? Tell me Chloe, how would you feel?" "I..." I stumbled on my words as I'd never really considered that probability. At most, I'd still be fucking him even after the wedding with Shawn, but if there was really a chance to have the groom switched out with Jayden, then I would feel the most fulfilled in the world.

The wedding ring catches the morning light— simple platinum we exchanged yesterday, making real what's been carved into my bones for months. Moya zhena. My wife. Still sends electricity through my chest every time I think it. It feels like a lifetime ago that she was Tamara Katona Yevgeniy— a woman I loved but couldn't fully possess. Now, she's Tamara Sidorova, and something has taken root in me that I'd forgotten could exist. She stirs against me, eyes fluttering open with the slow grace of someone emerging from peaceful dreams. When she sees me watching her, her lips curve into that smile that's become my favorite sight in the world— sleepy, content, touched with mischief.