Swapping Daughters Novels & Stories

“That doesn’t make sense.” “It does if you look at the bigger picture,” I said, my tone flat. “The Montgomerys never gave you their daughter as the bride. They swapped her with Ava’s friend. Madelyn.” My mother sank into the nearest chair like her legs had suddenly given out. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying you got played,” I replied without softening my words. “The same way you played everyone else. You swapped Nathaniel’s position with mine, and they swapped their daughter with someone who could walk away when things went wrong.”

"Hello, Master. You are successfully bound to the score-swapping system. Whose grades would you like to swap yours with?" "Melissa Bolton, my elder sister's!" "Which grades would you like to swap your scores with?" "The upcoming SATs!" … I wasn't surprised when I heard my sister, Melinda Bolton, asking to swap her scores with mine when I walked past her bedroom door that day. In fact, she seemed very smug and pleased after knowing that she could exchange her scores for mine instead.

But knowing the circumstances surrounding the swapping of the babies, plus, she had no family to rely on, he felt it was only right she continues being a Diaz. He embraced the idea that he had two daughters now. So externally, right now Aurora was the first daughter of the Diaz family, and Isobel was the second daughter. But the public felt that the two daughters might never be able to get along. Today was the first time that the two young ladies of the Diaz family were in the same frame in an event organized by their family. The crowd was very curious to know if the ladies got along now. Aurora purposely took a leave of absence from the TV station to let other hosts take over the shift.

After giving birth early, memories from a different life flooded into my mind. In these memories, the daughter I had worked so hard to bring into the world was switched with hers. After that, I was told that my daughter had a congenital heart condition. I worked hard to raise her for eighteen years. In the end, I sold off all my assets so that she could have a heart transplant. Meanwhile, I had collapsed from all my efforts to care for her. Left with no choice, I wanted to tell my “daughter” that I was leaving this world, but I overheard her talking with my best friend. “That fool still thinks I’m her daughter. I was the one who poisoned her! Mom, once she dies and you get rid of tha

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.

How childish. "Robert's dad's dying wish was to hold a grandson. Mark my words, Audrey will be replaced by Becca sooner or later…" Becca’s eyes gleamed with triumph as she slowly approached, strolling the cradle of her twins. "Audrey, from now on, Lucy will have two younger brothers. We should let them get to know each other. Lucy, why not come and check on your brothers?" The moment Lucy stepped closer, Becca held a pair of scissors to hurt her sons’ hands—then pressed the scissors into Lucy’s palms.

Judy Cassatt was too delighted that her voice came out loud and sharp. Everyone in the room froze. Nate Kieran, My husband, stood right beside me, and the moment he heard her, rage shot straight through him. "What street thug? Who are you cursing?" he snapped. But I only stared at the soft, warm child in my arms, my mind drifting. I had actually been reborn—reborn on the very day my sister switched our babies. In my previous life, she coveted the millions my husband and I would one day leave behind. So she secretly swapped our sons.

Clarissa cut me off before I could say anything else. She even grabbed Susan's hand and started pulling her toward the door. Susan looked overjoyed, clearly never expecting that someone as poor as her would be fought over like this. At last, Ms. Abbott looked at me before turning to the Newmans, who looked visibly embarrassed. "Both sisters have good personalities. Kayla Smith, the younger sister, is also a very thoughtful and sensible child." The Newmans had watched everything that had just happened. Seeing how obedient and well-behaved I was, they agreed to adopt me.

"Nelly, by the time you see this I'll be long gone. I'm sorry for doing this to you but I couldn't give my son to that monster. You've heard the rumors about him and what he's capable of. I can't let my little boy grow up to be like him. So when he came for his child, I gave him your daughter. He didn't know the gender of the baby I was carrying. As a girl, your daughter will live like a princess. Fathers love their daughters and protect them. You have nothing to worry about now. I hope you'll forgive me for doing this to you. One day I'll repay you for this but until then, don't hate me too much. Fab." The piece of paper floats away from my hands, down to the floor as I start shaking. From

She went on, "You always said you loved me most. Then you should know I'll never have a decent life if I stay here with you. We're better off cutting ties now." Then, another thought occurred to her, and a smile spread across her face. "Besides, once the swap's done, the heiress will be your daughter instead. You can let her take care of you." "No!" This time, Mom was unexpectedly firm. For the first time in over ten years, she struck Erica across the face. "I worked myself to the bone raising you and paying your tuition! I even sold a kidney for you! How could you say you don't want me anymore?"