Anime Sasha Novels & Stories

***Sasha*** She was still going through emails when Bob knocked on her door. She had barely been able to stop thinking about Padens and do something useful. "A minute please, I'm coming," she said and was happy her voice was heard. Sasha dropped her laptop from on her bed and cursed under her breath. She prayed it was not Mathew because she had no explanation for not being able to attend his prayer sessions as she had promised.

Sarah answered. "I wish we can pause some part of her fate just so she can be happy for some time, she is really going through a lot despite being the tough tigress." Uncle Michael stated. * *Sasha's Mansion* Sasha walked down the stairs wearing her bum shorts, she saw her parents focused on watching the news headline, she walked closer and that was when she saw the breaking news.

Standing around for a few seconds looking around at the people who are just passing us by as we stand in the middle of the side walk Sasha speaks and invites me out to lunch and I accept only because I have some time to kill before my next meeting. Lunch with Sasha was fun we laughed and joked around and even got to know each other better. She wanted to be a lawyer when she graduated from high school but had to put that dream aside to help pay bills and shit while her mom was sick I guess she had cancer and lost the battle with it and passed away. She’s twenty-four with no actual life goals other then maybe going back to school and has a weird crush on on that Loki guy from Thor. She hates p

Her looks, her singing voice, the evil step siblings and the evil mother, she had the whole princess package…Hence the nickname that I will never shake from using, she loves it, her blush is proof of that. It's not only the big stuff in her life I know of. I pay attention to Savanah and the little stuff too, For example She has a love for all genres of music, and she can sing, god Damn she can really can sing, The way she bites her lip when she gets nervous, Twirls her hair around her finger when deep in thought or how she never lets her guard down around people always acting as if she is fine at all times but I see through it, I see through her.

She scurried to her locker, picked out some books and hurried out of the class. "Be careful Anna, you don't wanna trip" Ashley called after her. She smiled to herself. She was happy she had people who cared about her already. Alex had already taken his seat, but his eyes was glued on Ashley. Her smile was so sweet, he found himself smiling too. Getting a hold of himself, he frowned. "Hey Alex" Sam tapped Alex's shoulder lightly. "What?" "Someone is falling for someone" Sam whispered in his ear and bursted into laughter.

A shrilling scream behind her made her turn to see Hannah looking pale and horrified, “ma…ma’am, you…you are bleeding.” Sasha looked down at her pants, she was putting on a white pant and she could see the bright red stain, “oh, indeed I am.”

Places he wasn’t supposed to touch because I wasn’t his in any sense! Yet, somehow, I held his gaze when he looked up, his fingers tracing the valley between my chest. I didn’t know where I got the strength to stare back, or where the guts to grit my teeth at him came. But all that simply made him chuckle, tucking my hair behind my ears. “Oh, little one, you are so full of surprises.” “My…my…name is… Sasha,” I spoke for the first time since I was captured without being asked to.

I watched as she ran across the field and into the arms of her parents, they stood so proud. Then Ashley used to tell me things about Sasha. How she was sort of easy, how she liked to go out and have fun with the male warriors. It shouldn’t have bothered me but it did. I seriously didn’t know why. After that Ashley started telling me more and more things about Sasha. One evening after hanging out in the games room in the pack house, Ashley stayed behind. Well that was the night we started sleeping together. Ashley is one year older than Sasha seems she was more of a sister type to her. I could never be interested in someone like Sasha. Simple.

"Shhh—" Sasha placed a finger to my lips, then gently closed the door behind her with a smile. I stared at her in shock. She looked as vibrant as ever, her hair now cut slightly shorter, just brushing her shoulders, giving her a fresh, different look. Sasha’s eyes briefly scanned my body, and I knew she saw the silver anklet around my ankle. Fortunately, she didn’t ask any questions, sparing me the embarrassment of trying to explain. Instead, she sniffed the air playfully and remarked with a mischievous grin, "You smell like Michael now."

Using her thighs, she chokes him. Squeezing her thighs together Sasha waits until Santos loses consciousness before she lets go and jumps off him, causing him to fall backward and his neck breaking when it hits the bottom. Sasha rushes out as people rush toward Santos’s dead body. Grabbing the shorts out of her backpack she pulls that on. Pulling off the skirt she chucks it in her backpack. Getting onto her bike she drives off. She hated these types of jobs. She rushes off to the next location. The Priest family owed her big time. Yet alone her damn twin.