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Hello, Soul Swappers! I’ve decided to create a short story series that runs parallel to the mainline of my BH Wrencher’s Bodies series: behold the “Side Swaps.” This inaugural adventure tells the story of macho Guthlaf Olsen’s rather unexpected swap with Dr. Janet Scoresby. Enjoy. And if you do, I’ll write more.

“It's not fair!” she protested. He hands were in tiny balls. Her knuckles white. Dr. Pike Wilder's face was cold, almost bronzelike. But his eyes were golden whirlpools, dynamic and hypnotic. “Dottie …” “I said I'm not Dottie. I'm her sister Maddie. We switched bodies.” Dr. Pike's face showed no reaction. His voice rose a level, taking an assertive tone. “We've checked your biometrics—fingerprints, DNA, dental records.” Her eyes flashed, nostrils were flared and her breathing shallow and quick. “But what about my soul-metrics? Have you analyzed my soul?” “That is ...

When Sunny convinces Kvígr to swap bodies with her so she can go on the boy scout campout, will she be able to keep her secret when the dream of her her life Marques Ribeiro, asks Kvígr (in her body) out on a date?

BOOK 3 OF THE SERIES In this conclusion to the Being In Her Body Trilogy, B. H. Wrencher learns the occult secrets behind Big Momma Jane's body-swapping. * CHAPTER I. There's one thing about zapping into another person's body. There is a sudden pop, and then you gasp and you feel your blood pressure rise suddenly, then you stabilize. I think it has to do with your mind taking over the body. You have you mind, and it is used to handling your body a certain way. Then the mind is zapped, or uploaded, into a new body. And there is some confusion as it gets used to the new body. Much like when ...

It’s a long road to Portugal, especially for missionary Elder Ross Wrencher—geek, MCU fan, and Gamma World war-gamer. But things took a turn for the worse when he accidently swaps bodies with Olympian swimmer and fellow missionary Sister Signe Hagen. Will these two be able to swap back, before the APs and mission president catch on?

A stream-of-thought exploration of gender equity and white male privilege.

Brian and Helen are at it again. This time, after a family home evening lesson on the priesthood gets Helen thinking, she and her sister Sarah decide to crash a stake priesthood meeting in their husband’s bodies. With madcap hi-jinks, and probing doctrinal questions and answers, this book with both reaffirm faith, give you a laugh, and help understand the nature of men, women, and the priesthood.

After a hit-and-run car crash, Caitlyn's life is put on hold. Her broken leg refuses to heal, and she is questioning her future career plans as a doctor. She realizes the only way forward is to find out what happened, who hit her and left her to die, and—most importantly—who was at fault. She dusts off her (very average) hacking skills, and enlists the help of Thomas Dean, a former cop turned PI, and a permanent wheelchair user after a spinal cord injury. He hopes he still has what it takes to get the job done.

I got roped into helping my sister's ex-fiancée Naddy throw a Walpurgis Night Party. No big deal, since I'd just set up and take down decorations and refreshments. Little did I know that my family curse would come into play, as I swapped bodies with Naddy.

A grisly collection of despicable crimes told by some of the world's best writers.

The “best two years”—in your companion's body? *** I turned to Sarah, and as I burped Marlene, I asked, “You know Sarah, you’ve never told us the first story.” “What first story?” She asked, shuffling the cards. “The first time you and your companion swapped bodies. In your letter, you said that the statue helped you and your companion work things out.” I nodded. “BFF. Right?” She leaned back in her chair, and looked at Sam. He put his hand on her knee and gently rubbed it. “You tell it.” “Okay.” She set the pile of cards down, and leaned back into her chair.

As we walked, I leaned up to Karen. I swallowed, and then hissed, “What's our Plan B?” “We've had so many setbacks,” she sighed, “I think we've run out letters.” “So … Plan triple-Z minus?” I cocked an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes, “That's about the size of it.” All hell was freezing over ... Or so it seemed to Ingvar Ritland, minor mage of electricity. The wizard coven had assigned him to San Francisco to quash the uprising in snow monsters. If that wasn't enough, during his fight, he was mysteriously changed into a woman. And not just any woman, but the bane of the ...

BRIAN AND HELEN ARE AT IT AGAIN! THIS TIME, IT'S CHRISTMAS Chapter II: Once More From The Top So how did it happen? We were decorating for Christmas—you know, decking the halls with boughs of holly and ivy, the wreaths. And you wanted to put the green dragons by the crèche. I was thankful we were in our right bodies. Plus ... Maybe instead of swapping bodies with me, you should have swapped bodies with an adult. You’re saying you are not an adult? That’s not what I meant. But as a kid, Brian put his Yoda action figure in the crèche. Yup. Yoda was the wisest of the wise men. And ...

Helen was just your average Latter-day Saint woman. A cheap (but cozy) apartment, a job, a calling, … ... and she was single. But when a magic statue she receives from her missionary sister causes her to swap bodies with her unmarried next-door-neighbor Brian, will she be able to fake things long enough to get her body back? And what do they both learn along the way? In this lighthearted novella, issues of manhood, womanhood, romance, and life as a Latter-day Saint are explored.

As a lawyer, Mallory Caine considers it her duty to defend the innocent. As a flesheating zombie, she knows how to take a bite out of crime. Before you can say "The devil made me do it", Mallory is caught dead center between a family of freaks, fire-breathing demons, and the final battle of good versus evil. If she doesn't have enough on her plate, the brain-chomping lawyer has to defend her zombie-hunting father in court. And, oh yeah: her flesh-eating secret is about to be exposed by a sexy LAPD detective who's good enough to eat. What's a zombie girl to do...?

With their parents away on a month-long cruise to Cancún, Kjell was looking forward to a dream summer vacation. But when his sister Eyja and her friend Cady casts a spell over him, turning him into a woman, his plans are shattered. Will he able to get his body back, iron out his relationship with his sister's friend, and what happens when the high priestess discovers that Eyja and Cady have been abusing magic?

1. "The Mysterious Card" by Cleveland Moffett 2. "The Card Unveiled" by Cleveland Moffett 3. "The Problem of the Five Marks" by Melville Davisson Post 4. "A Terribly Strange Bed" by Wilkie Collins 5. "The Gold Bug" by Edgar Allan Poe 6. "Who Killed Charlie Winpole" by Ernest Bramah 7. "The Comedy at Fountain Cottage" by Ernest Bramah 8. "The Secret of the Smoked Spectacles" by William Le Queux 9. "The Hair" by A. J. Alan 10. "The Haunted Dolls’ House" by M. R. James, and many more....

A rich collection of diverse and fascinating stories by famous classic authors. 1.The Bus Conductor by E. F. Benson 2.The Murderer by Perceval Gibbon 3.The Death Mask by H. D. Everett 4.Caterpillars by E. F. Benson 5.His Brother’s Keeper by W. W. Jacobs 6.The Secret of the Black Bag by William Le Queux 7.A Joy Ride by A. J. Alan 8.The Perfect Murder by Stacy Aumonier 9.The Furnished Room by O. Henry 10.The Squaw by Bram Stoker 11.The Dust Cloud by E. F. Benson 12.The Idiot by Arnold Bennett

What's worse than killing a cop? Eating him afterwards. Which is exactly what happened to a Los Angeles County sheriff in the office of one noted Los Angeles lawyer. Now Mallory Caine, zombie at law, faces the toughest trial of her life - her own - since she's the prime suspect.

Whenever your time machine begins to smell like this, you know you are in trouble. The readouts went blank, then dimly flickered several times. He ran a diagnostic sweep, but the screen merely flashed blue. Hours in the time machine simualtor made his movement instinctive, but no amount of training would reboot the computer in time. Or save him from the malfunctioning time machine. He wiped his brow, and began muttering to himself. Saint Eligius, protect me!