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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+
Not enough ratings
150 Chs
#SYSTEM
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#TRANSMIGRATION
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ALPHA
#OMEGAVERSE

Sick

Storm carried me home, made sweet slow love to me, with his eyes locked with mine. It wasn't hurried, it was a lovemaking that spoke to the soul and made me feel how much he adores me.

His blue eyes were filled with so much love, it made me realize just how much my boyfriend loves me.

"How is my love?" He leaned down and pecked me on my nose, smiling down at me with warm eyes.

"Not fine," I pouted, trying to act like a spoiled baby, to my loving boyfriend, who lets me get away with so many things.

"Why?"

"You don't love me much," I bit my bottom lip, staring into his eyes, daring him to assert that he loves me 100% when it's not possible.