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When Timo's older sister forces him to swap bodies with her, will he recover his body when his mother thinks the swap is a good idea ... and wants to swap bodies with him?

“Okay, it started out innocently enough. It was a Halloween dance. I’d swap bodies with Candy Seebler, so she and her twin sister could go as a husband and wife couple. Me? I’d be in Candy’s body, and she’s be dressed as a cowgirl.” “I could survive that for a few hours.” “Or so I thought …” When Trygg Everett Roskilde get trapped in Candy Seebler's body, he struggles to find a way to swap back. But will he succeed when Candy (in his body) is hit during the shooting, and is in ICU?

It was a blind date to a lonely cabin, but Ash got more than we bargained for when a psychological manipulator swapped bodies with him. Will Ash get his body back, and escape her clutches?

BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES CHAPTER I. Yup. I'm still in her body. Now, before I begin, I have been thinking about something. You know, the so-called ontological shock that would happen when a man suddenly turns into a woman. Specifically, why didn't I suddenly go insane? I really don't know. But I'm glad I didn't—right? Let me explain, or hypothesize. I'm a paralegal, not a head-shrink, so I have no idea. One reason may be because in order to survive, I've had to adapt. You know, cruddy apartments, rejection from colleges and society, taking a series of dead-end jobs just to survive. That kind ...

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.

Chapter I: Unmasking the heart I opened my eyes wide. Well, my wife’s eyes wide. “So you’re not really my sister-in–law Sarah?” She shook her head, her frizzy hair bobbed back and forth. “Nope. It’s me, Sam.” “Okay, I’ll fess up. I’m Brian.” I curtsied. (Pretend you didn’t just read that last sentence.) He nodded, then looked away at the other women. I cocked my head. “The saying is ‘boys will be boys,’” I said drolly, “But in our case, it’s ‘boys will be girls.’” I looked at the other women filing into the cultural hall. We two were in the foyer....

When British photojournalist Poppy Garrett swaps bodies with US Marine Børkhur Wrencher, it was all part of her plan to get back at the high priestess of her druid coven. But will she succeed when Børkhur relies on his military training to stop a possible murder?

Hank Kämpe hates his roommate--a shiftless, ne'er-do-well couch-potato with a puckish streak that borders on the Luciferian. This sadistic streak got both wild and goes wrong when his roommate goes crazy with his birthday wishes. Will Hank survive the insanity?

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.

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?

When both their mother and his father die, leaving Thorleif and Erika alone with their new stepmom, will Thorleif be able to bring stability and safety to his sister, while their stepmom abuses them?

Ponder this: Your wife gets the lauds and kudos, and finally a chance to make it big in Washington DC. But you, year after year, get the short end of the stick—and that in the rear-end. Your life is spent crawling in the shadows of your wife's success. What ends will you take to even the score? In this horror story of love, passion, rivalry, body-swapping, and ultimately revenge, we confront the dark side of human existence, at its grizzly worst.

BOOK 1 OF THE SERIES CHAPTER I. “I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for...” “Shut up.” I exhaled. I looked away from her, and down. My fingers curled tightly around the edge of the sink. My fingers. I wiggled them slightly, then clamped down my grip. They were smaller now, with a ring on the left-hand middle finger. As I gripped the edge of the sink, they turned white, almost as bloodless as the old porcelain. I did not want to look up, knowing that my stomach could not take the jolt if I looked in the mirror again. I felt a large hand on my back. I touched me slowly, and gently rubbed me....

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 ...

Hi, there. I’m Helen’s sister. You know, the one who was serving her mission in Thailand. The one who sent her the dragon statue. Yup. It’s all my fault. I’m not going tell you how I got the statue, or what happened between me and my companion. That’s for another ebook. But what I am telling you is this: I’m an RM, and ... ...and I’m still single. Come on, you know why singlehood happens. We’re all born single, and it takes effort to get married. And sometimes you best efforts yield nothing. You’re just left with a heart full of smoke and wind. And that’s what happened ...

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

“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 ...

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?

The 1930s. Art deco. Jazz. Flappers. And disaster. On their first anniversary, Ward and Mattie accidentally swap bodies. But this is to be expected when Ward horsed around with the scientific equipment at his lab. But will they be able to swap back , seeing they are hoplessy drunk?

When middle school teacher Rikki swaps bodies with her student Kvarsi, chaos ensues. But will they be able to come to terms with the swap, as they struggle to survive in a cave-in, run low on food and battery power, and have no idea what they are doing?