Charleston Soul Swap

My Charleston life was straight out of a storybook: a loving family, a handsome fiancé, Chad, and a generous engagement gift – a historic mansion in the heart of the city.

But then came the nightmare.

One dizzying moment at my engagement party, surrounded by opulence, and the next I was trapped.

Trapped inside my fluffy white Bichon, Angel, my world became a terrifying cacophony of barks and urine.

Through the bars of a filthy cage, I saw my step-brother Billy Ray smirk, abandoning me—Sarah Jenkins, the wealthy heiress—to a notorious high-kill animal shelter.

I knew Daisy-Mae, his conniving wife, was now standing triumphant and relieved in *my* gorgeous Charleston home, inhabiting *my* body, embracing *my* privileged life.

The betrayal was absolute, the cruelty unimaginable, turning my gilded existence into a nightmare worse than death.

How could this dark magic be real?

How could my own family turn so viciously against me?

Miraculously, I jolted awake, back in my own bed, days before the horrific swap was truly meant to happen.

My first move: feigning a sudden, violent dander allergy to banish poor Angel—and Daisy-Mae's trapped soul—from my rooms.

This time, I'm not just fighting back; I'm turning their dark schemes against them, inch by agonizing inch.