Swapping Spouse Novels & Stories

"Derek—look. She got married. To someone else." On the screen was Megan's social media post from ten that morning. She was in a white blouse, beaming, leaning against a man's shoulder. His face wasn't visible, but both of them held up their marriage certificates. Derek's mouth opened. Nothing came out. His hands started to shake.

In my last life, I married the gentle tech mogul and my sister married the ruthless Mafia Don. Both our marriages were disasters. Reborn the day before the weddings, I decided we were swapping husbands. My mother caught me at the airport, right before the private jet took off. She pointed a finger at me, furious. "Are you out of your mind?! Who gave you the right to make a decision like this? You had a perfect match with a tech mogul, and you're throwing it away for that… that fucking gangster?"

Sofia’s P.O.V As If my mind was not divided enough, his hands slipped out of me and curled under my legs. He pulled me off my feet and I curled my legs around his waist. His gaze met mine. “This marriage is contractual and for this to work, your have to follow the three rules I would set”. Before I could respond, he had already walked to the bed. He leaned forward and placed me gently on the bed. He drew nearer, his left knee pressed against the edge of the bed while the other pressed against the bed frame to support his weight.

In the end, the bodyguards dragged him out. Soon enough, word spread across high society. Everyone knew Harvey had tried to have it both ways and betrayed me in the process. His wife-swapping scandal became a running joke among people. Now that I was Shawn's wife, I cut all ties with Harvey. Shawn feared that I would be upset with all of this incident, so he took me to Eldham for our honeymoon. He treated me with care, pampering me as though I were the most precious thing in his life. He even gave me everything I asked for.

She hated playing matchmaker, but anytime one of her single friends got a look at the six-foot tall former professional soccer player, they all begged for an introduction. “What’s the huge gaping plot-hole?” Bryce asked as his hand slid further up the back of her dress. She gave him a playful dirty look. Her black-haired, blue-eyed, too-handsome-for-his-own-good husband hit on her constantly when Ethan hung out with them, Bryce’s not-so-subtle way of saying, “Look how fun being married is. Aren’t you sad you’re still single?” Leigh swatted at his hand. “So the one guy convinces the other guy that they can swap wives in the night, right? ‘Here, we’ll sneak into each other’s houses and while o

"To career opportunities that require spousal coordination." "To build lives that support each other's professional ambitions." As they clinked glasses, Grace realised that this chat marked another step forward in their partnership, from handling external catastrophes to actively planning for future growth and transformation. "Max, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you concerned about how employment changes will affect our marital dynamics? About if we can keep the equilibrium we've established while both taking on increasingly demanding professional responsibilities?" Max considered this with his usual attentiveness. "Just a little." But ultimately, I'm delighted about the prospec

My professor told me they had given it to someone named Poppy Hart instead. Furious, I rushed home to confront Poppy. However, I stopped when I heard her and Mom talking. "I swapped your exam scores for you and got you a stable job, too. You'll coast through life now. That makes me feel so much better." Poppy nestled against Mom, grinning. "Mom, you're amazing. I love you so much. Will the last swap be for Elisa's husband?" Mom shook her head. "Of course not. I'll find you a good husband myself. The last swap needs to be saved for emergencies, so you'll have a backup plan when you're in labor or if something terrible happens."

But that wasn’t what had me so turned on. It was the fact that I was getting fucked at the same time as another woman. Watching her take it, hearing her beg, feeling my own pussy clench around Roman, it was all so hot. “Do you want to swap?” the woman suddenly asked, voice shaky from the pounding she was taking. That made me freeze for a second. “Yeah, that would be hot,” her husband agreed. I felt Roman stop moving inside me. This was new. Completely unexpected. I didn’t know what to say… but I wasn’t against it either.

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

And the audio file that they were talking on the phone before they elope together. Edward was confused, 'Why would Mike dig his own grave?' But after all the videos and audios were played, a different video popped out. "Mr. Carson, when you are looking at this video, I am far away from you with my wife and child. First of all, I apologize you for taking out the emergency funds of the company but Sarah is used to living in a rich life and I don't want her and our child to suffer. So, may I take the money as taking away Sarah, that will make you happy. And thank you for everything during these years. As a gratitude, I left those video and you can use this if anyone go against your marriage wit