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!

"Lord Blackburn is still resting! He is not awake yet!"

"I don't care! What he is doing is cruel and needs to be put to a stop! His damn guard won't even listen to me!"

"My Lord needs his rest! He only has three days till-"

"I don't care! I need to speak with him!" Cass rustled against the black sheets, his vision a little blurry as all the loud noise right outside his door made it hard for him to remain asleep. What on earth was all that shouting about? What was going on?

The door flung off its hinges, surprising everyone, even Lady Fiona. Her face, which had been contorted into an angry, aggressive face, turned to one of surprise, before it shifted to shock.

Cass couldn't understand why she was looking at him like that as he sat up, rubbing his eye of sleepy cats. He ran his hand over his face completely, before pushing his hair out of his face with a yawn.

Falsely accused