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!

<p>"Well my Lord, while you were away Lady Fiona spent most of her time in her study. A few visitors came by for her, including a messenger from the royal family, but no one knows what was exchanged." Cass nodded. "Lord Ridgewood remained mostly to himself, visiting the library and the training area as he normally does. Draken…had his spar with me, and then took off into the forest. He only arrived back into civilization the day you awoke." That also made sense, and matched with what Draken had told him himself. </p>

<p>"So he picked a fight with you as soon as I was unable to argue with him about it?" Cass asked and Sir Forsythe laughed weakly, but Cass knew that was the case. He grumbled. "That damn man." Byron snorted, slamming his hand over his mouth while Sam remained beside him. </p>

An unaware, injured man