Swap Novels & Stories

I nodded, looking longingly at the sets. “What did you have?” I smirked. “I...um… had a Pearl. The…um…Black Halo with Glitter.” He whistled. “That one is lovely. I bet we could find another one, I can check in with the other stores in the area.” My eyes widened. “Really? Y-you could do that?” The associate smiled brightly and nodded. Nodding over to the register, I walked with him and he swung behind the desk. He tapped away on the computer for a moment before turning the screen around. Sure enough, on the screen was my exact drum kit.

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.

his reply confused me because his tone didn’t held any anger or sadness He somehow understood my expressions and replied to my unasked question “ yes a little disappointed but not angry at all because it was my choice to marry her not hers so I should accept her with all her secrets.” “ Secrets…..huhhh they were lies” I sneered “ No Night. Lieing is assertion that is believe to be false. But they never lied. They just didn’t tell the truth. Try to put yourself in their shoes. What would your thoughts be if you get switched into an unknown person’s body in an unknown world? according to you Sandra was switched on wedding Night. Just think how much she would be sacred being married to an unkno

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

He was a key piece, one that needed to be carefully maneuvered, or removed altogether. The figure watched as the man’s car disappeared around a corner, then turned away from the window, moving to a desk cluttered with documents, maps, and a laptop. They sat down and began typing, their fingers moving swiftly over the keys. Each keystroke was a calculated move in the intricate chess game they were playing—a game where every player was a potential pawn or a threat.

“Okay, sir.” “This is the switch. And it does hurt a lot to be hit with.” He places the switch back on the bed and picks up another tool. “This is a paddle. It distributes the blow to a larger area but it’s smack will certainly burn. This is the cane, I’m sure you can see why it’s called that. It is not as flexible as the switch.” He places them all down on the bed again and then turns towards me.

"I didn't know. I really didn't..." "Captain!" An officer jogged over, holding up my alarm device. "Found it." Captain Larsen hit play. "It's just me lending out your battery. You're seriously calling the cops over that?" Hampton's voice blasted through the speakers. "Woo. Three points." Then the rest rolled out. Every word crystal clear. "Where's my medication?" "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..."

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

God it was so good to hear her, to feel her. “Do you really have your wolf back?” Alex asks me, stepping towards me and taking my hand. “Is Atari really with you again” as he asks that she pushes to the surface so that his wolf can sense her. I see his eyes change to a darker shade as his wolf does the same and they connect. We are not privy to the conversation, but I feel the warmth of the connection and Luthor and Peter move besides Alex and do the same as him. We sit like this for a few minutes, letting our wolves communicate with each other.