SUPER_WEIRDO

*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

THE TWIN

Their eyes left me to walk to a seat separating me by five guests, everyone took their seats, the prime twins, so their status is high.


The memories from my sister rose from within like a beautiful dream made a reality.


'Glutton satrya, when you are old enough we will join your harem and take care of you.' the eldest of the two boys said, reaching to brush a stray hair from her face when the other spoke up his eyes bright with pure adoration. 


'yes, feeding you is our life long wish,'


'feeding me alone? You need to treat me like the most precious meat in existence'


The girl frowned looking at the two beautiful boys who almost rivalled her perfect looks, even though she was a child one could tell that this child of five will grow into the most beautiful female among the Treff or one of them, her words were quite serious even if they sounded strange. 


'We refuse to smell and eat you little glutton'


the feast