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!

"Sam, let me do that." Draken's voice spoke up, just as Sam was about to hand feed Cass since he couldn't use his own hands. Cass froze, Sam froze, and Draken practically threw himself up and over the back of the loveseat in a great display of physical strength. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were determined and Cass felt himself tense.

Now that he'd had a bit of time and space between them, he was embarrassed, and weary of the man. Draken, for once, seemed to be aware of his feelings without having to look internally at the forced bond. Draken's smile was warm when he looked at the tense Cass, and the tense Sam.

"That isn't necessary. Sam is perfectly capable." Cass countered and Draken put his hands on his hips, snorting as he flipped his long hair to the side.

Speak for me again, I dare you