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!

"You like another?" Draken asked, turning his attention and question fully to Byron. Byron cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable with the question. Cass knew that he was on a timeline. If Sam came back before he answered?

Well, Byron didn't know that Sam had overheard him. Now probably wasn't the right time to find out that Sam had heard him confess to Cass the truth.

"I-I do." Byron murmured. "Lord Blackburn has also made it clear that he has no intention of using us in that way." Draken's gaze darted back to Cass, his gaze narrowing.

"Why did you have to clarify that?" Draken demanded, and Cass snorted.

"I was basically asking Byron to serve me, and given my reputation Draken, wouldn't you also think that when someone like me asks you to serve them, your mind might wander?" Cass joked, but Draken didn't seem to find it funny. He looked between Byron and Cass, his gaze hard, before he sighed, crossing his arms and plumping up his chest.

What is a good mate?