Switched Novels & Stories

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."

For a while, there was no reaction and a few minutes later his expression shifted. “Holy motherf8cking-.” Michael started to swear. Dominic crossed his arms. “Yeah.” He interrupted. “Tell me about it.” Michael studied it longer. “That’s not a weak point.” He commented slowly. “No.” “That’s a kill switch.” Dominic nodded. “Exactly.” Silence. Then Michael leaned back, shaking his head slightly. “Unbelievable. F8cking unbelievable.” He pressed and let out a short laugh. “We all f8cking missed it. All nine of us f8cking missed this.”

Like someone had reached inside and flipped a switch, rerouting her from instinct to instruction. “That’s when she switched?” “One second she was herself. The next, she wasn’t there.” I tried to keep my breathing even. “You think it’s neurological?” “That’s what I thought,” Simon muttered. He scrolled to another tab. “Then I saw this.” He tapped a key. Static came through the speakers. Then a faint scuff of sound. Then the chime, three notes. The first two were even. The third was off. It was too sharp. I froze. My pulse jumped before I knew what I was reacting to. I didn’t even realize I’d stepped back from the desk until my heel clipped the base of the stool

On day ten of our cold war, Barry posted a pic—him and Lyla, locked in a kiss. His 'one true love.' I sent in my study abroad application without a word. At our grad party, he strolled in with Lyla, fingers laced with hers, looking at her with all his affection. A friend hesitated. "But what about Amelia? She loves you. You guys are getting married." Barry smirked. "She was just a stand-in. Now that Lyla's back, my fiancée should change too." So I slipped off the ring, handed it over, and disappeared. And he lost it. Tore through everything trying to find me. Years later, he finally did. Saw me with my husband, picking out baby supplies. His eyes went red. "Amelia, come back

Lita took out a small USB drive from her pocket and asked, "Do you know what this is?" I shook my head in a daze. When Lita saw the expression on my face, she didn't say anything. She turned off the video that was playing on the laptop and inserted the USB drive into it. Lita clicked opened the USB drive folder and found a file accurately. It was an audio file.

She switched off the light, adjusted the blanket, and quietly left the room. The soft light of dawn peeked through my window, nudging me awake. Groggy-eyed, I stretched and kicked off my blankets, readying for the day. As I undressed, my phone began ringing loudly. It was an old friend from the Scorpio pack. We hadn't talked in ages since she left to be with her mate in another pack. She shared the happy news of having a new pup, inviting me to visit once she came by the pack. But things in my life had taken a different, rough, and unplanned turn.

Just then, the man noticed my eyes were open. He cried, "Doctor, she's awake!" I stared at him, unable to process anything due to my throbbing head. "Who are you?" The man's expression went from agitation to surprise. Then, a hint of something odd flitted in his eyes. "I'm Evan Quill." I thought I saw a trace of concern in his expression, but it was gone in the next second. He smiled awkwardly and backed up, pushing the man beside him toward the bed.

Feeling overwhelmed by her emotions, Camila abruptly ended the call and switched off her phone, seeking solace in the silence that followed. A wave of shock and confusion hit Ethan heavily as the phone call abruptly ended, leaving him grasping at straws for an explanation. Frustrated and filled with worry, he immediately redialed Camila's number, hoping for a different outcome. Yet, time and again, the same automated message echoed in his ears, informing him that her phone was switched off. Each failed attempt only deepened his confusion and concern.

I want to hear what they're saying. Their muffled voices continue, "I swear, the location mechanism I implanted in it showed a bright blue beam over this house," he points. "That boy from the meeting has our device, doing God knows what through time." "No way your stupid malfunctioning location mechanism actually worked." "Shut up, Hew," the first voice barks. I turn sharply to Shawn and gasp. A location mechanism? What the fuck? Then, he clasps his palm over my mouth to prevent more noise.

aurthur said helplessly "now I learned how hard it is to lie at the spot uff" but viranica is not at all giving chance for Aurthur atleast to think she showed another one Aurthur gave faint smile and said "it's a stick" she raised her eyebrows for asking why he replied "I mean if in case any short circuit mainly in this room happens that time we can switch on or switch off the switches by using this stick" viranica nodded her head