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

My eyes narrowed at the two lovebirds who were too close, it made me grit my teeth, infuriated at my best friend who looked like he was enjoying the company of the slut. 


I strode over to my carriage, and Ray broke up from the conversation he was having with the slut. 


He hurried over to me as if everything is okay when it was not. 


"Through with flirting?" I glared at him, feeling the urge to snap his head off for the times he laughed with that Amalite! 


"What?" He looked taken aback, blinking and pretending like he didn't know what I'm talking about. 


I gritted my teeth, "walk with him!" I turned and entered the carriage before I gave the servants the orders to move. 


Though I'm going to the capital, a place I was born, and the only place I hate the most after Amal, I didn't choose many soldiers to go with me. 


Conflicting feelings