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#SYSTEM
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#TRANSMIGRATION
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ALPHA
#OMEGAVERSE

Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

“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...

Unsolvable_Mystery · LGBT+
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150 Chs
#SYSTEM
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#TRANSMIGRATION
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ALPHA
#OMEGAVERSE

A character change

The guard with the whip froze when he heard my voice. And not only that, but the chants around us ceased. All the guards turned to face me, stunned when their eyes landed on me.

Mr Kim slowly turned his head to look at me. Scared blue eyes locked with mine. He looked like the shell of the man I met back in Dark Moon — broken beyond recognition.

"You are not supposed to be here, Omega," one of the guards said to me, as the other one raised his whip to continue from where he stopped, having concluded that my orders didn't matter.

"And where am I supposed to be in, pray to tell?" I narrowed my eyes at him, challenging him with that mad glint in them. "Let him go," I instructed.

"This was an order from the prince."

"Which one?"

"Prince Storm," he said, looking as if he expected me to take to my heels at the sound of the man I'm living with.