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

"Why are you kind to me? You are not like the other man who looked like he was moments from killing me." 


God, I can't forget the pain of having someone tug hard on my hair. That man seemed like he was trying to kill me! 


Of course, he wanted to kill me. Who was I kidding? 


He shrugged, "I don't have anything against the people of Amal. Pal is that way because his wife was killed by hunters from your kingdom. That was why he bears so much hatred for you. It's not personal."


Of course, it's not personal. Yet, he took it like that, almost killing me before I can start my new task! 


The man dragged me down the hall, tugging on my chain, but not hard enough to choke me. The hall was so dark, it took a lot of squinting for me to be able to make out the way, but it didn't seem to be a problem for the wolf leading me. 


He walked through the dark halls, like one traipsing around his house, while I trudged behind him, barely escaping hitting my head on the wall. 


A different Storm