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 the hell is wrong with me? Why do I feel the urge to kill all the men that slut spoke to? When I saw him with Theo's bodyguard, I felt this urge in me to murder them in cold blood, to show him that I wouldn't let any man touch him beside me.

I have never felt this way for someone, and that made me feel a bit odd. My heart felt like it was about to be ripped in two, and that's not a feeling I want to experience.

That was why I came to this brothel, to fuck as many men as I could, to get my mind off the red-haired slut. But I was unable to feel anything for the men. Despite how naked the men kneeling in front of me were, I didn't feel anything for them.

But the moment the damned slut stepped into the room, my dick stirred, eager to feel his touch. I'm just a goner, and I know that.

Slightly erotic