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!

The talks went on for quite a while, and Cass ended up with a few contenders for his own home. One was actually right next door to the Blackburn estate, and Cass was really leaning towards that one.

Well, there were a few reasons, all of them incredibly petty.

The first reason? The simple fact that the house was bigger. Cass knew he said that he didn't want a bigger house, but let's be honest with ourselves here. He wasn't trying to repair any bridges with his grandfather and the Blackburn family, he was just getting what was rightfully owed to Lord Blackburn which his grandfather had been withholding from him.

The second fact, how much of a damn power move would it be to show up in the middle of the night like they had, avoid the regular mansion and go stay at an inn, and then roll up in a carriage and stay in the vacant manor that was next door?

Petty in so many ways