webnovel

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

SUPER_WEIRDO · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
152 Chs

presenting gifts

Instead, I made sure to show appreciation to her beauty.

Flowing silver hair, large bright aqua blue eyes and lush red lips with skin so white and smooth one had the urge to touch it and see if it was as smooth as it looked, only if she was a male sigh.

She stood just before me slowly hands folded neatly in front of her dress spread perfectly around her.

The style of the dress suited her slim form, from the exquisite texture just by looking I could tell that it is handmade and the material is among one of the most expensive silk from the water depths.

How did I know? The events around me had gossipped, I needed to have a clue about certain ah..import things and they were all too eager to let me know.

Plus all the garments I own were collectables made from the finest material each species owned.

Looking down at the woman below, mostly eying the dress which pooled beautifully around her, my thoughts became even more positive.