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

"Brys," I peered up at him. "Your Brys."


"To hell!" He leaned down and stared into my eyes. "Amalites are known for their dark magic. What the hell did you do to me?! Why can't I be satisfied by others?!" He growled into my face, sounding like he was moments from snapping my head off my neck. 


A smile played at the side of my lips. "Your body recognizes me, Storm." I stared into my eyes, trying to find the Storm I left behind, the same one I willingly gave my heart to. 


A scream tore from my throat when he slapped me. My cheeks tinged from pain at his actions, and I glared up at him, pissed that he dared to raise his hands at me, but I couldn't rip the chains. 


He wrapped his hand around my neck, "Whatever thing you used on me, will be broken with time!" He turned and walked towards his bed. He wrapped his robe around his still-hard dick and walked to the door. 


I expected him to leave but was shocked when he returned after speaking to someone by the door.


Frustrated