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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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Mission complete

I spent half the day with Storm's mother, who you can tell was trying to act normal when it's still alien to her. The day was tough on me since I had to spend it with his family while he went to finalize some things with Theo.

Storm's father didn't say a word to me after the initial welcome to the family and what have you, which I'm grateful for.

At least, his mother was trying to be friendly, while his father looked like he was moments from kicking my butt if I so much as stared at him.

I have never been so relieved when they left with the other parents. However, that was short-lived when his mother invited us for dinner at their house tomorrow and Storm didn't object.

I think he's happy to know that I'm getting along with his mother. That was why he didn't think he had to refuse her offer for us to dine at their house.

I watched him as he packed the clothes, humming to himself, looking like a child who got his favourite toy.