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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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152 Chs

grand feast

"Thank you for your grace, the grand matriarch, this servant is blessed to receive both your grace and the honour to personally have you speak to us lowly ones,"

Che, she was really starting to annoy me. Can she not hurry along with all this nonsense? ahhh if I wack her it might be a bit uncouth right? 

Sadly this was the etiquette the servants among the dragon kind were.

There is nothing that can be changed for they were not mines and really I believe if they did become mines it would be utterly exhausting so when they stood after that somewhat dramatic speech and left I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come Satrya, you need to change for the grand feast,"

Mother said softly from near my side.

Ah sweet chef, speaking to me so I can be distracted what a wonderful woman ah, a smile bloomed on my face like a sunflower tilting towards the sun, "yes mother,"