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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

SUPER_WEIRDO · Fantasia
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152 Chs

T-A-S-T-Y

Anger... 

Pain... 

Sorrow... 

The thing sobbed, sounding so pitiful, when it opened its mouth it spoke sounding just like her, "Sister please, please, don't... Don't do this..." 

This fucking woman... It was all her! 

"Please sister, just stay calm, just think about it. We had been together for so long, we are..." 

This thing--my sister who sobbed, eyes wide begging-

Asking me to be calm... Asking ME NOT.. not to kill her?

She was nothing but a Gyros who took over the bag of f**king meat.

"Sister... Please... You are free...Yo-"

I ignored her continuing with the song.

"...First I tried to kill you, twice I saw you die..." I stretched out the last word allowing my voice to drop becoming lower. 

The dress I wore which clung to my form shaped and changed, a Cape attached to the shoulders formed a pure white train with slots to allow my wings their freedom.