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!

It was clear that the others didn't want to leave him alone with Lady Ava. Cass had no idea why Draken was behaving that way. He didn't seem to care what he'd done to him, at least, he didn't care or know how much anger he had towards Lady Ava for her not stepping in.

Lady Ava, however, could not sense, or straight up ignored the glares she was receiving from Cass' 'people'. Sam had his arms crossed, practically killing her with his gaze. Sir Forsythe was relaxed, but his hand hovered close to his sword. Ser Hune stood watching with open curiousity while Cass led the way a few paces away.

He wasn't looking at Draken. He'd get distracted, and he needed to have his wits about him. Whether or not Lady Ava knew that she had an ability to manipulate people was beyond him, and he didn't care if she knew. He just knew that it was true, and fuck, he was going to have to make sure she had her back to the others so that no one felt bad for her if she started crying.

Not the sharpest tool in the shed