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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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"And who might you be?" I folded my arms and watched him, narrowing them to slits when he took a step towards me.

"You don't have to sound so hostile with me, Omega." He took a step towards me, sniffed the air and scrunched his nose. "Why the hell do you smell like him?"

The way he said the 'him' made it seem like he ate bile.

"Who?"

I tried to act like I didn't know who he was talking about. It can only be Storm. There is no one I can smell like in the entire world.

"Theo."

I froze at the sound of the name of the person I have been tirelessly looking for since I came over.

"Theo?"

I sniffed my armpits before I narrowed my eyes at the prince. How the hell will he claim that I smell like someone I haven't met before?

"Mmm." He took a step towards me, sniffed the air, and scrunched his nose. "Did you step into the forbidden wing?" He asked once more, with his face still scrunched up in a frown, glaring darkly at me.