The Switched Novels & Stories

Upon arrival at the police station, I was stationed in a room with a camera pointing at my face. I revealed the truth. "Eighteen years ago, I watched a nurse take my daughter away from me, but when she returned, it was not the same child I had given birth to. She had switched out my daughter with my former best friend, Sophie's. When I tried to get my child back, I heard something that devastated me. "I heard Sophie say that she had bribed the nurse into switching our two children because she wanted to torment my child. She wanted to see my daughter and I in pain everyday because it brought her joy to hurt me."

I sent him a friend request in the morning, but it wasn't until late evening that I received a reply. [Sorry, just saw your message. I was a little busy.] 'Too busy to unpack your suitcase for two weeks?' I thought, biting back my frustration. Skipping pleasantries, I got straight to the point. [Hi, Mr. Elliot Carr. Two weeks ago, you mistakenly took my suitcase at the airport. The campus counselor should have given you the details. When would it be convenient for us to exchange our suitcases?] I stared at the screen, waiting. Minutes turned into an hour before I finally received a reply.

She wasn't expecting Steven to come running with a book in his hand as soon as the door opened. Gabriel immediately hid behind Quinn's back as soon as he saw what was happening. "Don't be angry, Grandpa! Look who's here." Only then did she realize that he was using her as a shield. Quinn smiled helplessly. She turned to Steven with a guilty and apologetic look. "I'm back, Professor Hartman. I was wrong back then, I'm sorry for letting you down." Steven stared at her in shock with reddening eyes. He started smiling uncontrollably after coming back to his senses, and he muttered, "It's good that you're back—"

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

I tell him. The server walks up to us, “Hello Alpha, it’s very nice to see you,” he says as he hands us our menus. “Thank you Carlos,” he leans back in his chair, looking relaxed and confident. “How’s school going?” Noah asks him. Carlos smiles and animatedly starts explaining how well he’s doing in his medical classes, outlining his favourites. Noah goes on to ask him about training as well and Carlos sheepishly explains where he’s been having difficulties. “Please don’t ever hesitate to ask for advice Carlos, we can have a one on one and I’ll help you past this obstacle,” Noah encourages. “Thank you Alpha, that would be amazing,” Carlos says excitedly, “Can I grab you two anything to start

~ Avelyn ~ The television was already on when I walked into the sitting room. I hadn’t turned it on. I rarely did anymore. The house liked to remind you it could function without your consent. At first, I didn’t register what I was seeing. Moving images. Familiar architecture. Marble steps I had stood on once without knowing how temporary everything was. Then the headline scrolled across the bottom of the screen. STERLING HEIR FORMALIZES UNION WITH VERONICA DE LUCA

Blanchard by the arms. Mrs. Blanchard thrashed and screamed desperately, "What are you doing? Let go of me! I am the mother of the CEO of Blanchard Group! My daughter is Gwen Blanchard—CEO of Blanchard Group!" Mr. Swanson let out a cold laugh, his eyes filled with contempt. "Blanchard Group, eh? Send word—cancel all partnerships with Blanchard Group, effective immediately!" Mrs. Swanson's words struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving Gwen reeling. "It's over. It's all over!"

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

"Ella, I didn't think you'd turn out like this. Do you know how hard Sarah worked for this exchange program? You're ruining her future!" I crossed my arms and watched them. "So, you came to ask me to change the report?" "Yes!" Sarah said arrogantly. " Go tell Warlock Carl you made a mistake. Give me the health certificate! I can't miss the Festival!" Carl walked by the door with a water cup and heard them. "We don't make mistakes on important diagnoses here." Leo rudely interrupted him. "Impossible! You're in this together!" He pointed at me, shaking. " It's her! She bribed you! Admit it, or my lawyer will sue this whole center until it shuts down!"

"They're trying to calculate my 'Self'. They’re trying to turn my choices into a predictable curve." "Don't let them," Leo said, his "Hollow" chest flaring with a defiant violet light. "Focus on the 'Noise'. Remember the Reverse-World. Remember the mess." The Battle for the Switchboard They entered the Central Hub, a cathedral of shifting probability. In the center sat the Prime Switch—the device that controlled the occlusion of the rifts. Standing in their way was a Vector, a towering entity of interlocking crystal planes that seemed to exist in three places at once.