Swapping Daughters Novels & Stories

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I will get back everything you took from me." "Bitch!" Charmaine raised her hand. "Dad!" Larissa suddenly shouted. "What's the matter?" Ethan scurried over. Charmaine lowered her arm immediately and forced a smile, "Nothing, Dad. Larissa and I are talking about swapping rooms." "Larissa is a busy person. Just handle it yourself. Don't pester her," Ethan said dismissively. Charmaine felt like she could implode. Where did the father who doted on her go? Larissa got him a deal. And so, he forgot about his other daughter?

Don’t think, move. Memories flash in my mind as I scurry around. I was the daughter of the Alpha of Bristol Pack, but there, girls didn’t grow up to choose mates, they grew up to be bargains. Daughters were traded. I knew it was going to be my turn one day, and as the Alpha’s daughter, I’d let myself hope for something softer, maybe a young Alpha from a nearby pack, someone I could at least respect. Instead, I overheard my parents speaking like they were arranging a shipment. “How much is Alpha Felix paying?” my mother asked once, her voice flat.

“Two babies were born on the same day, a few hours apart. One to Nyra. One to a surrogate hired by Alpha Alaric. His son was supposed to carry on the Blackhide line. But when the surrogate delivered a girl, she panicked. Switched the infants.” Selene shifts behind me. Someone gasps. I continue. “Medical records show a strange pattern. Nyra’s daughter was healthy on day one, suddenly sick on day two. The surrogate’s baby—sick at first, then recovered overnight. And both babies spent those days in the same nursery, side by side.” I point to the records. “No nurse reported anything. Probably assumed it was a flu. But it wasn’t. They were swapped.” Isolde’s expression tightens. “That’s a theory.

Frank asked, "Are you alright?" Meeting his worried gaze, I blinked repeatedly to push my tears back. "I'm fine. Sorry you had to witness this. Let's go." After getting into Frank's car, I took my phone out to block everyone. However, I saw several texts sent from Helena. "Your parents and fiance now belong to me, Vicky. Aren't you fuming right now? But there's no use getting angry. After all, they favored me," she wrote. "Aren't you curious why Dad would treat me—an adopted daughter—better than you, his biological daughter? That's because I…"

"Turns out they accidentally swapped the two babies. It's not a big deal—they can just swap them back." "That's right. A child should live with their biological parents. There's still time for the children to go back to their rightful parents." "Rachel gave birth to a daughter. Since a daughter can't inherit the family wealth, Rachel should take this chance to step down. We can't have Weiss Group handed over to a daughter—that's no different than ceding it to an outsider." Eyes narrowed, I scanned the faces of those who had spoken up. They must have been infiltrators arranged by Greg. He had known these people would speak up for him.

"We will make ourselves clear with you now, Allison. We were never bankrupt. We only wanted to train you and test your resilience so you wouldn't act like a spoiled brat once you started living a life of extravagance. "We adopted Stephanie after you went missing, and she was the one who grew up by our side in your place. We'll never allow her to suffer or feel pushed aside. Therefore, we are introducing Stephanie to the public as our biological daughter. You'll be introduced as our adopted daughter. Don't you dare expose us." I looked at their self-righteous, unyielding faces. I made sure my voice was steady, enunciating every single syllable. "But aren't I your biological daughter after all

On the day of my daughter's sip-and-see, I only invited the people closest to me. At the party, Benjamin stood up and announced, "Starting today, fifteen percent of Brighton Corp's shares will be transferred to Kyla in her name." The room went quiet for a beat—then broke into applause. Diana took my hand, eyes a little red. "Kyla, hold on to those shares. Don't give them to Bruce. A woman needs something that's hers. Even if love fades, you'll still have you." I squeezed her hand tighter. My chest felt warm, steady.

Then, he simpered. "Oh, she's honored that you're paying her any attention at all. And this is my eldest, Melanie. She's always been the smarter one. And a lot less problematic than her sister. If she can work for you, she'll create a lot more value!" I was listening to the whole exchange, and my heart sank lower with every word. Melanie was always the golden child. My father always thought she was better than me.

Mary defended. "What other shows do you wear? Wasn't I lied to as well? Is not like I knew and I intentionally kept it from you. Didn't I suffer the same fate as you? Not getting to meet my biological mom?" "At least you have a mom," Mary cut in. "Yes, I do and I love her so much. But you keep acting as though I was part of the plan. Remember we are twins, which means we were both kids when the swapping happened. It's not like I picked up mom's phone and called her to disappear with you, then I called dad to come over and pick me up. Come on Mary, let go of the hate already it wouldn't help us in anyway."

Mom replied and softly caressed my hair while keeping me in her embrace. “As much as I would hate to break this new found ‘Mother - Daughter’ moment but I am kind of jealous of you, Mom,” Ryder spoke making me peek at Mom’s expression. “I wanna hug my mate instead,” he whined. She playfully glared at her son while everyone else laughed. “I guess I will have to ask San’s father to swap our children. I am willing to offer my 3 sons for this angel here,” Mom said and a united whiny “MOMMMM” echoed back making me giggle.