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!

"As a Doctor, I am always going to recommend a more personal, more natural method compared to what Lord Blackburn and I were discussing. Of course, his opinions on this matter most, Lord Draken." The Doctor said and suddenly Cass was faced with a bright eyed, smiling Draken. Draken had shoved Sam aside, coming around the front of the loveseat and cutting off Cass' vision of the Doctor, and everyone else, quite frankly. Cass tried to keep his gaze on places that were respectable, but it was hard.

Draken was wearing a shirt that showed off his chest, after all. Bent as he was, the loose fabric was showing off a lot of him. Cass needed to steal his heart and his mind.

Sam was forgotten, even as he sputtered, as Draken shoved his way into Cass' personal space, his face mere inches from his own.

"Cassian." He started and Cass was already frowning.

"No, Draken." Cass replied tartly, firmly and Draken was not deterred. The dragon forged ahead.

Why do you think I can trust you?