Unsolvable_Mystery

“I love you, Brys," Storm whispered.
“Love?” I scoffed. “Do you even know what love is?” I raised a brow at him.
“Of course, I do. I love you, Brys," he repeated as he leaned closer to kiss me. “I've had feelings for—”
The words died on his lips. His eyes grew wide in shock as blood spluttered from his lips. “Wh... What did you just do?” His gaze went down to the knife I drove deep into his chest.
“What's wrong, Storm?” I smirked. "Don't you love me anymore?" I mocked.
Though it hurts me to do what I did, I had to do so, for my safety.
If I don't kill him now, he won't hesitate to do the same to me, in the future...
*****
Mega, a nerd who is obsessed with reading novels and comics, ended up reading a comic that sent his blood boiling. He cursed the omega in the book who was so pitiful that the Alpha used him only to kill him when he felt the omega was useless. 
Unfortunately, Mega had an accident on his way on an errand, and by a sheer stroke of luck, he found himself in the same trashy comic. 
And what was more?
He discovered that he now resides in the body of the omega who was abused by the Alpha he admired. 
Now, he's determined to turn his fate even if it means going against the plot, and his stupid system.
He was determined not to make the same mistake his former host had...

Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

"What?" I took a step back, shocked by his words. "What do you mean?"


"I…" He ran a hand through his hair once more, looking distraught. "I… Just … I…" He took a deep, steady breath before he finally stared into my eyes. "I love you, Brys," he whispered, looking both bold and nervous.


 "Do you even know what love is?" I raised a brow at him. Seems like this Alpha needs to be slapped on the head before he understands what it means to love someone.


"Of course, I do. I love you, Brys."  He sighed, "I know we haven't known each other for a long time. And it's unlikely for there to be any romance between us." He stared down the corridor before he turned to face me, "I don't know when it started, but I know deep down that I like you —love even."


My heart soared at his words, but a single thought made me frown. This was how he was able to ensnare the last host. He doesn't love me. He's only trying to complete the story. 


A wrong action