Cale Obsession
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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾Trash Loved By The Villains☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙ by Bitter_Choco1603
Bitter_Choco1603
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Cale Henituse, A noble who is known as trash because of his attitude which always causes trouble and drinking. A few days ago, he was beaten to a pulp by a commoner for mocking a village he hated. One day, he suddenly woke up in unfamiliar room. He doesn't know what happened, but for sure he has now been kidnapped by someone! actually what happened his fate!? And what the heck does this kidnapper want to be his father?! And there's so many weird and crazy people around him and prasing him like crazy!? -WARNING- 1. English is not my first language. There's may be a wrong pronunciation and grammar error. 2. The original novel called 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲/𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝐘𝐨𝐨 𝐑𝐲𝐞𝐨 𝐇𝐚𝐧 3. The character may be noncanon/OCC
Daily Life With Cale Henituse  by RAMandSAM
RAMandSAM
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Cale wants a quiet life. Strangers want to flirt with him. His family wants to kill those flirts. And he has absolutely no idea what's going on. These are the quiet, chaotic, and heartwarming days of Cale's not-so-peaceful life. Or, Cale doesn't understand why people act so strangely around him. He also doesn't understand why his family keeps glaring at those people. Oh well. Not his problem. (A/N: This fic is completely for my own enjoyment. I may or may not stick with canon. So some characters could be ooc or very annoying. Also, this is going to be a completely fluffy story without an inch of angst. So please enjoy it without worrying about anything. BUT, there could be repetition of the same story. You might get bored easily. So beware.)
Through the mirror by Three_InTheMorning
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After throwing up, Cale leaned against the toilet, resting there for a long while. His stomach had finally settled, but a strange sensation crept over him. He felt a pair of eyes on him- But no one had entered the bathroom. The mirror. Maybe he was just paranoid. Maybe he'd mistaken his own reflection for someone else. But he hadn't. What stared back at him from the mirror wasn't his reflection. It wasn't his bathroom at all. In fact, it showed a completely different space. And on the dirty floor of that other space sat a boy. "...Can you.. see me?"