Connie X Sasha Novels & Stories

The transformation was immediate; his aggressive training persona disappeared, replaced by the charming, media-trained franchise star. ​"It’s great to be here, Jim," Rhys said, his voice smooth and confident. "I know it seems sudden to the public, but Sasha and I have kept our relationship private for months. With the intensity of the season and the pressure of the upcoming trade deadline, we wanted a sanctuary. This compound gave us that." ​"Sasha, welcome to the franchise family," the anchor said, his eyes shifting to my face on his screen. "The fans are incredibly curious about your background. You are a high-level nutrition specialist. Did this romance start in the training facility?"

I said shrewdly, letting out a sound of exasperation when she and Cassidy collapsed in laughter, sputtering snippets of conversation in between their snorts and wheezes. As both she-wolves succumbed to laughter and pawed at the tears budding in their eyes, my thoughts darted to Mason and the curvy exotic dancer who apparently had a thing for him. There weren’t any flashes of fear or other gruesome emotions warning me about the young witch, only a healthy dose of suspicion—which was far less than Asher’s regular everyday amount. I returned to the conversation just as the two had pulled themselves together. Cassidy was pouring herself another shot, while Breyona grabbed a few containers of ice

he reveals, dropping a bombshell that leaves everyone in stunned silence. The shock ripples through the pack, and the air becomes charged with disbelief and confusion. Sasha's eyes narrow as she glares at Sarah, suspicion evident in her stance. “Why would she help you? After what she did?” Sasha questions, voicing the skepticism that echoes through the minds of the pack. The tension is palpable, and the pack members exchange bewildered glances, struggling to reconcile the betrayal they had once experienced with this unexpected twist.

"Stop this already! I don't want this! I said stop!" “You didn’t listen,” said Sasha. She was now nearing the line in the middle of the road. “Please stop this, Sasha,” begged Gray as tears fell from her eyes unbiddenly. "I don't want this. Stop this already." “You didn’t listen.” Sasha’s one foot was now stepping on the line. “That’s why because of you I---” BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP "You know, I love the smell of coffee." A smile spread across Sarah's face.

“So, Ark, tell us what we can expect from your soon to be girlfriend’…Austin asks. I give Xander a final glance. He has broken eye contact, so I leave the subject. Although something about it has triggered my wolf to feel restless. I frown as he makes his feelings known in my mind. I push the thought away, and refocus my attention back to Austin’s question. “Ha-ha”. I laugh… “Okay, okay, let met tell you. I have kept it all quiet for long enough.” I start. “Well, her name is Sasha Clark, she is the second born, and daughter of Alpha Allan Clark, from the Emerald Hills Pack. She is 25years old. I have met her briefly, and from our text messages, I really like her so far.” They all just stare

Sasha quips with a clap of her hands, her vibrant red nails glinting under the light. “You’re not mad at me?” I ask hesitantly, glancing between them. “Heck no!” they chorus again, and now I’m convinced they share some sort of telepathic link. We all burst into giggles, the absurdity of it lightening the moment. “Does he know?” Sasha asks, her green eyes softening with warmth. “He does,” I say, and the way they both look at me—so full of tenderness and unspoken support—makes me squirm.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

Her expression was grave as she stared back at Desiree. "Desiree, it's not funny. You and I both know that my suspicion is far from ridiculous," she said, pursing her lips. “You and Liam...I didn’t know your relationship had gotten that far.” Desiree shook her head. “Liam and I have never slept together.” Sasha's eyes widened. "Then it means... Look, I chose not to ask you back then because you were already feeling so bad about it, but two months ago, when you and Gerald hooked up in that shack, did...did you use a condom?"

Charles glanced at the girl before him, she looked so scared that he couldn't help but chuckle. Sasha's brows furrowed. Charles walked closer to Sasha "Let me introduce myself properly. Am Charles xor" he said in a hoarse tone extending his hand for a shake. Sasha glanced at his hand and shook him. "Sasha Sen" "Wife of Phoenix Sen?" he asked. She nodded He smiled and that somehow made her feel relieved "I'll love to meet your husband again," he said and walked back to Silvia

’ Trish was interrupted before she finished. ‘What is wrong with you Trish, I thought we agreed that we are not talking about that crazy guy again. I asked you if you have spoken to Emma at all today but you are not answering me ‘ Connie yelled, was slowly getting impatient with her. Nick had done enough damage for her today and she did not appreciate Trish constantly bringing him up in their conversation.