Miss_Behaviour

Kimberly Jonah, a stunning and clever blogger, finds herself in dire financial straits due to a lawsuit against her blog. Seeking help, she turns to Melvin Craig, a man she approached with ulterior motives three years before. 

Meanwhile, Melanie Craig, Melvin's late mother, leaves a surprising twist in her will after her passing. In order to co-own her multibillion-dollar mansion, Kimberly and Melvin are required to live together for a year, and there's a catch – Melvin must get married within that timeframe to take over the family company.

The unexpected twist occurs when Kimberly and Melvin inexplicably swap bodies. Now, they're not only forced to live together but also navigate the challenges of understanding each other's lives from a completely different perspective. 

Kimberly quickly adapts to her new luxurious lifestyle while Melvin discovers the joys of a simpler life. As they experience each other's lives, they gain a deeper understanding of themselves.

As they grapple with the intricacies of sharing a space, managing a multibillion-dollar empire, and adhering to Melanie's peculiar will, the two find themselves entangled in a humorous and heartwarming journey of self-discovery.

Amidst the chaos of their switched lives, Kimberly and Melvin learn valuable lessons about the true meaning of love. The race against time adds a layer of urgency, especially for Melvin, who must find a way to fulfill his late mother's wishes within the stipulated year.

Will they overcome their differences, fulfill Melanie’s unique condition?

This tale weaves together elements of romance, comedy, and self-discovery, creating a captivating narrative of love, personal growth, and the unpredictable journey life often becomes.

**Exerpt**

Kimberly opened her eyes and sat bolt upright in bed the moment a phone alarm went off under her pillow. 

Kimberly didn’t like alarms. She never set them because they had a way of making her feel anxious when they went off, and she didn’t like it. 

So, who could have set an alarm on her phone? She mused with a frown as she raised the pillow to take out the phone.

The moment she saw the phone, the crease between her brows deepened. 

This wasn’t her phone. This was the latest iPhone, and she didn’t use iPhones. 

Almost as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she noticed that something was different about her. She was feeling sort of funny. 

While she was still trying to figure out why she was feeling funny,  she looked around the bedroom and frowned even more when she realized that this wasn’t her bedroom.

Where was she? she mused as she quickly took off the duvet and got out of the bed. 

As soon as her feet hit the ground, she looked down with a frown. Her feet were different. They were bigger. Her hands, too. 


Was she still asleep and dreaming? She wondered and then gasped when she noticed the tent in front of her pajamas as though something was protruding out of it.

What was that? What was in her pajamas? She wondered with wide eyes. Her heart beat fast, and her mouth was dry as she reached out a finger to see what it was. 

She poked her forefinger at it, and she felt something hard. It moved but remained erect. 

Was that what she thought it was? She wondered as she held the waistband of her pajamas to take a peek.

Just as she was about to look inside, the bedroom door burst open, and she looked up to see who it was.

She was shocked when she looked back at herself dressed in exactly what she had worn to bed. 

“Kimberly?” Herself asked, unsure.

Kimberly frowned as she hurried over to the mirror to see what she looked like if she wasn’t in her own body.

“MELVIN?” She screamed in disbelief when she saw that she was now Melvin. 

She turned to look at herself and before Melvin could say another word, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

(PS: cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the owner)

Soul Swap: Ex With Benefits

While Kimberly and the others searched for him, a throbbing pain exploded in Melvin's head, pulling him from the oblivion of sleep.

His vision swam, blurry and indistinct. Panic clawed at his throat as he tried to raise a hand to his head, only to find his arm immobile. A cold dread settled in his gut.

He blinked rapidly, willing the haze to clear. Through the fog, he saw his hand, wrist twisted at an unnatural angle, held fast by a thick rope that bit into his skin. He was bound, tied to a rickety wooden chair that creaked ominously with the slightest movement.

Fear, cold and clammy, snaked its way through him. He tried to remember what had happened and memories flickered back – He remembered talking to Nathan and Stefan and then taking a walk. He also remembered talking to a lady… a lady who was crying, the lady whom he had unknowingly fallen into her trap since he remembered seeing her smile before darkness claimed him.

Greedy