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THE TWIN

*sexual content, gore, reverse harem* Satrya had taken over the body of her sister who was legally pronounced dead...with this, the downside becomes, a woman who is ignorant in the way of the world she has entered into. The upside; Tasties, grand Matriarch, World core and most importantly Mates. With the bits and pieces of her sister’s memories, Satrya is sort of surviving in a world that she had once looked at from within the darkness. Spending time to gain the knowledge that she lacks while failing at times. This story is about how Satrya learns through trial and error on becoming the Grand Matriach of the Lyricals, her previous life and survival with her mates. Side note: this book is a reverse harem. if this is not your cup of tea, do not continue reading further if you find it offensive. This book also includes smut. With all-male leads ending up with female lead. Satrya also has both explicit language and scenes... but as it goes on... It will be explained, in better detail. So don’t feel annoyed with the amount of fs she uses. This is my first published book, so please don’t rate me to hard...??? Original work by me

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A meal and a cook

She curtsied about half a meter away, a small smile graced my lips, as I turned to view the female who had cut me out of the inner conversation with myself, my chef suddenly questioned up in a maternal voice, I felt a bit startled at her words wondering if this little sister will speak up about what I had done to her.

"Daughter, you are here, I thought you had said you will attend with your sister?"

I blinked at this mother of mines.

Like, has this woman never noticed the tension between her two daughters?

Like, we really aren't that close.

The sister well versed on spouting eloquent bulls**t spoke.

"As you know mother; my sister is the young matriarch, so I can not be too close to her."

Well hell, this sister is amazing!

I had to applaud this sister of mines for what eloquently spoken words that spewed forth easily from her mouth, not an inch of fear or anger, for what I had done to her.

Good, I will reward her later.

Mother looked pleased enough.