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, flushed, but fully dressed, stepped out of the carriage. Draken had offered his hand to help Cass out, but Cass wouldn't even look in his direction. Draken was laughing silently, and Cass, because of Draken's larger frame, could see it even if he didn't want to.

Tilting his nose up further, Cass turned, scanning the area. He was trying to see where Sam and Sir Forsythe had gone, but he was able to hear them before he saw them.

"My goodness. Did Lord Blackburn really send so many things?" It was a high pitched lady's voice, followed up by Sam's lower voice.

"He did, Ma'am. He was very concerned once he heard. Oh, here comes the Lord now!" Sam turned, revealing the giant smile he had on his face. It faltered as he realised that the Lord Blackburn that he had left was in disarray compared to when he'd last seen him. Sam glanced at Sir Forsythe, he held his tongue, and Cass felt his lips twitch.

Isn't that a waste of money?