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 bit his lip, turning away from Lord Vespertine before he sighed.

"Just…let me up." Cass muttered tiredly. He was still angry. Still super fucking pissed, but he didn't have the energy to waste on him. Lord Vespertine noticed the shift, and appeared to panic.

"Uh, Lord Cassian? Are you alright?" He asked carefully and Cass sighed again.

"No, I'm not, but what's the fucking point in explaining myself to you when it doesn't even matter? You aren't really listening to me, and you don't really care. You are just looking for more information, and noticed that I was uncomfortable with touch and affection, so you're using it against me. It's not like I can't understand why you would do it. If I was in your shoes, I'm sure I'd do the same." Cass snorted. "It's no skin off your back to be affectionate with another person." He muttered. Lord Vespertine's eyes were wide. "And stop doing that. I'm not some child who needs to be comforted." Cass protested.

Let's hug it out