Eren X Sasha Novels & Stories

Tyler said softly as his eyes fixated on the woman walking towards their table but stopped at a table before them. Xane wanted to turn around and acted like he had no idea this was her cafe and it was all coincidence until a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks. "Hello Sasha," Clara said and took a seat across her, her back facing Xane's back. Tyler sneaked a peek at Sasha and mouthed to Xane, "what is going on?" Xane motioned Tyler to shut up as the two men quietly listened to the women's conversation. "How did you get my number?"

she barked at the staff, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence. With a final glare, Sasha stormed off toward her room, leaving a tense atmosphere behind. I stood at my window, watching the scene unfold. It was the first time I had ever seen Sasha cry. Real, raw tears. In that moment, I finally understood something I had never fully realized before: Sasha wasn’t just difficult or attention-seeking. She was starved for love, desperate for it. Her mother’s neglect had created this deep void, and now Sasha would do anything to fill it. I felt a flicker of pity for her, just for a moment. But then, I quickly reminded myself that Sasha didn’t deserve my sympathy.

But their daughter, my mate, brings up sex, and I act like I have never seen a vagina before. Sasha knocks and enters before I can reply. I stop moving and grab the back of my chair as I watch her. She looks breathtaking today. She isn't dressed up, and there isn't a drop of makeup on her flawless face. She is in loose mid-thigh purple workout shorts and a black tank top that hugs her body. Ace is literally drooling as we look her over. "Stop looking at me like that. I still want romance," Sasha snaps, and I jerk my head up.

she mutters, frustration clouding her features. "I understand," I say, nodding thoughtfully. "We'll have to start spreading news of Chanax being back in business. I'll speak to the PR team later." "I can help with that," a familiar voice calls from behind us. I turn to see Sasha walking toward us, her warm smile lighting up the otherwise cold, professional hallway. "Took you long enough!" I reply, giggling as she hugs me tightly, her familiar scent wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. "I wouldn’t turn this offer down for anything… anything to get away from Kaitlin," she says playfully.

In less than thirty minutes, she was at my door, with a bunch of hair products and her camera setup. “Hi, guys.” I wave to the camera positioned a few feet ahead of me. Ren is an outlaw mafia wife, she streams a lot and I know it'll piss Enzo off so I agreed to let her and Stormi do my hair on live. “Welcome to Rena's world, my name is Sasha, and today Ren and Stormi are going to dye my hair because I feel like changing it.” I say, my head whipping over my shoulder to where Renata is. “So, how did I do?” “Great,” Stormi tells me, sorting products with Renata. “I'm an avid watcher of Rena's world and today I get to be in it.”

She had to admit he was clever. “Are you ready to battle?” Sasha bumped into her. Sasha was the only woman except for Hellen that she talked to. Sasha's striking appearance was marked by a crown of bright red, curly hair that cascaded around her face, framing her intense, piercing blue eyes. Her skin was speckled with freckles, adding to her unique beauty. But her appearance was only the beginning of what made Sasha remarkable. Her talent as a tracker was unparalleled, as it was whispered that she could identify the date, sex, and age of a culprit simply by sniffing their tracks. Her gift extended to all creatures, whether human or animal, and her skill was widely acknowledged. Sasha cast a

The corner of his mouth moved. Barely. Noelle didn’t notice because she’d already picked up my place card and moved it two seats over. “I’m putting Sasha here.” Oh, shit. My seat was directly to Rafael’s left, and I looked at Noelle. She shrugged. “You two work together. I figured you’d have something to talk about.” “Drainage,” I said. “Thrilling.” “Better than most hedge funds.”

Sasha's Pov Oh my goodness. He was beyond handsome even with the ugly scowl on his face. Blue-gray eyes, a straight nose with hollow cheekbones. His jaw was something else, I have never seen one so sharp and well chiseled as if God took his time crafting the jawline. One of his dark brows raised under my scrutiny. The one that added more appeal to his looks, a scar slashed through his right brow stopping just below his eyes. Strands of charcoal dark hair falling over the brow as if to hide the scar, but it wasn't doing a good job at all.

Sasha's POV RexCorp has been getting a lot of attention in the industry because of the difference between Valentino and me. People think that RexCorp is on the rise. It’s impressive that I’m now a couple with Valentino. Many women envy me, and some are even upset that I took their dream man. The most envious is Margaret. In a rundown community, Margaret is looking at various rumors online in her small house. Almost all of them say that I, Sasha, I’m with Valentino from the Rex family.

How and when? "Xander was my man but you went ahead and snatched him away from me! He was supposed to kill you but nooo turns out being run-over by him wasn't enough, not even the poison on the chocolate muffins was enough to end your life. Turns out that Xander didn't put poison on the damn muffins because he liked you. He totally went against me"