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!

"Byron?" Sam asked, clearly shocked and Cass watched as a bright grin crossed the now giant man's face. He had certainly grown up, that was sure. His hair length hadn't changed much, which given the now man's giant stature, was a bit surprising.

It was a magical place, he kind of expected that to defy normal standards.

Byron's blue hair did suit him more now that he had more height to him, and his eyes were no longer any shade of brown. They were dark voids in his face, and were quite unsettling. Maybe he lost that after he…aged up, he guessed? More of his natural traits came out now that he had hit his growth spurt, whether real or artificial.

His arms were large, his legs large, and he was probably only a few inches shorter than Draken now. He was still quite a bit taller than Cass, and especially towered over Sam now, but he bent slightly, grinning as he met Sam's gaze.

Adulthood looks good on you