CalyB

It always starts with an accident. 

That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. 

Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. 

For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with.

These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. 

It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. 

He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. 

But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him?

And where did the heroine go?

How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!

Cass was impatiently tapping his foot, the gravel under his feet crunched with each impatient tap. He pulled the cloak he was wearing tighter around his shoulders, the clasp at his shoulders doing nothing to keep the fabric up.

The coachman was supposed to be here forever ago, and Cass could feel his temper rising.

"Sam, you gave them the right time, yes?" Cass turned, asking his henchmen the same question he'd been asking the last three times. Sam nodded, his own patience wearing thin as he stood next to Sir Forsythe.

"I did, my Lord. Shall I go check and make sure that the stables know we are leaving?" Cass had refused the last few times, but finally relented this time. He'd calculated everything down the second today. He only had so much time in the day to do activities, and he had a lot he wanted to get done today.

This delay was going to set him back quite a bit.

Just do it for the bookstore