Swap Sans Novels & Stories

Every month on the 15th is the day I swap lives with Melody Foster. 18 years ago, a hospital mix-up places our IVF embryos in each other's mothers. After the truth comes out, my biological parents want their real daughter, and my adoptive parents want theirs. They arrange for Melody and me to rotate between the two homes on a monthly basis, switching every 15th. From then on, I become the burden neither family wants. In whichever home Melody stays, there are endless snacks and drinks, thousands of dollars in monthly allowance, and the sunny bedroom is always reserved for her. In whichever home I stay, there's nothing but plain meals and a windowless storage room. 18 years later, I

" Claire crawled forward until her fingers gripped the edge of my desk. "Allie… fine, if you won't save Stephy, you have to save us! She's locked up now, but the public is boycotting our brand. The company is bleeding out, and our suppliers are demanding immediate payment of our debts. "Lend us some money so that we can get through this." Derek rushed forward and grabbed my wrist. His eyes were wild, rimmed with red. "Allison, our blood flows through your veins! You are our daughter. It's one thing to abandon Stephy, but you cannot watch your own parents drown without lifting a finger!"

That bastard… I dug my elbow into Vincent's gut angrily, forcing him away from me. "Vincent Sawyer, you crazy bastard! I told you that our bonding ceremony is canceled! It's over between us!" "That's enough, honey. I know everything now. You decide to fake forming a bond with another werewolf just to piss me off. Now, I'm back. As long as you admit your mistake, we can throw another bonding ceremony in the future." Needless to say, I was furious upon hearing Vincent's words.

Looking back now, though, the whole arrangement felt like a roundabout way of making room for Zachary to play the groom. "I'm already divorced," I said calmly. The room went silent. People looked unsure whether to console me. Right then, I raised my glass and said, "From now on, I'm settling down here. Let's make some serious money together!" "That's right! Let's make some serious money!" The room quickly filled with laughter and the sound of glasses clinking. The next day, I signed the contract with my friend and threw myself into the business. The business was already running smoothly, and with the addition of the latest technology, it only grew stronger. Within just two weeks, our profits

Shade replied and saw the color draining from Grace’s face “she….broke it?” Grace asked sounding panicked “yes….can you please tell me about it?” Shade requested Grace took a deep breath as if she was trying to calm herself before speaking “this clock was my fathers and is very dear to me too so I can’t sell it. I am sorry” with that Grace turned to leave “ you can name any price. I would pay” Shade offered Grace stopped in her tracks. “No money is worth the importance of that clock to me” she replied. grabbing the clock she walked out.

Mia's and Finn’s cries mixed with Marissa’s shrieking drew attention from the neighbors. Slowly, people began gathering around, rubbing their sleepy eyes. After witnessing the scene, their eyes widened and a neighbor hurriedly chimed in, "Goodness gracious, Sophie, take it easy! Marissa’s old. She can’t handle that kind of rough treatment.” I spun toward them, my voice cutting through the murmur. "Oh, I’m supposed to take it easy on the woman who swapped my son for someone else’s child? She even tried to steal my parents’ inheritance and give it all to her granddaughter.

Mother nodded firmly, determined to find me a husband better than all three of those men combined. After Mother left, I strolled to the kitchen in high spirits to check on the pregnant sow in the pen. When the physician diagnosed Jennifer with triplets, I had already heard the news. At the time, I happened to overhear the servants mention that one of the pigs was also pregnant. A plan formed instantly. I decided to have the system swap the sow's litter with Jennifer's babies. Jennifer was now strutting around and flaunting her belly in front of me every day, completely unaware she was carrying piglets.

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

" Before I could respond, a small figure suddenly darted forward. Finn, mimicking something he'd picked up, spat in my face. "You're just his cash cow!" He planted his hands on his hips. "Dad already said you can't survive without him, that you're so clingy it makes him sick. And Ms. Jacobson said it's pathetic how low a woman like you can sink. "Face it, what do you have, other than your money? How could you ever stack up to her? A woman should be cherished and treated like a queen by her man. No one's on your side here, Willow. Don't you think that's pathetic?"

I had to be because there was no way I was seriously thinking about Andreas Thorne in such manner. The waiter came and took our order, offering a polite smile before leaving us in the growing silence. I wrapped my fingers around the cup in front of me, staring at the steam rising from the coffee. I could feel Andreas shift in his seat, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lean forward slightly, his expression tense. He cleared his throat, the sound making my stomach twist in anticipation. "I want to start by apologizing," he said, his voice low but steady, "for how I acted when I found out about the swap."