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

I leaned on the door and closed my eyes as I tried not to think of the expression that was on Strawberry's face when I said those words. I felt bad that I was the reason his beautiful face was scrunched up in a frown. 


Yet, I know I can't just treat him like before. He hurt me. He stabbed me, hoping I will die. 


I shook my head. Trying to fight with myself about it. Though he returned that day, after he left me to die, I know he can't be trusted. What if he returned to finish what he started? 


I touched the scar on my chest. It would have healed together with the wound had I not stopped it. I wanted to be reminded of what someone you love might do to you. 


However, right now, I feel so bad. I should be pleased with what I did, but no, I feel like the villain with what I did. It seemed like I was bullying the weak!


Have you been marked?