Infamous Sasha Novels & Stories

“Oh, Harvey. Let me tell you something. You shouldn’t offend someone you can’t afford to do so! “Because people like this could always end your life as they wish!” Sasha’s gaze was filled with a cute yet murderous intent. “Sasha, I’m sure you can kill him off with just a clap of your hands. How dare he still try to make a move on you? He’s looking for his own death!” The lackey said with a smile. Sasha’s phone rang at this moment. After seeing the name on the phone, she almost subconsciously stood up and then signaled the others to leave.

“What are you planning?” Sasha leaned in, her voice dropping to a low, deadly whisper. “I’m going to make them pay. They spilled Ethan’s blood, and now I’m going to spill theirs. Let’s just say… I’m about to unleash a side of me that even Ethan hasn’t seen.” Big Tom nodded slowly, something akin to respect in his eyes. “What do you need from me?” Sasha’s mind was already working, formulating the plan that had been brewing ever since she heard the name Dean Hooper. “I need you to back me up. No questions asked.”

which is very new because I don't think I have seen him behave like that with any girl before" I frowned "Like what?" I asked curiously "It doesn't matter Sasha, just keep on shooting your shot until you get him" I couldn't help the blush that crept up cheeks. "And don't let anyone take him from you Zasha" I smiled at her but my eyes widened when I realized what she called me. "What?" "Zasha" she winked at me. "Oh my god" I face palmed myself and fell back on my bed. She was unbelievable. * *

“No way.” I gesture to the body and increasing pool of blood under it. “This was after.” Sasha turns to head up the stairs. “I said, I don’t want to know. I follow him up. “It’s not like we fucked on top of the man.” “I said I don’t” “We just fucked in front of him.” Sasha throws his hands up in frustration and yells “I don’t want to know about your sex life Petrov!”

“Yes, I killed that freak…she used to hang out with that fat girl…I should have killed her instead…her friend just got in the way…” The video cut back to Sasha talking into the camera. “It's time for these senseless killings to stop. Subs are humans too. They can be friends…” she smiled at Layla standing with her and her minions and Layla smiled back. “They can be family too. As long as I'm here, I'll do everything I can to make the bullying stop…” Peter ended the video and cast his phone aside. “Okay, this is total BS. Why on earth would Sasha do something like this? All the elites will come for her! God, she's fucking cunning.”

she suggests. Sasha frowns looking over at Damien for help. “Who?” she asks. Damien frowns as well. “Why would he know where she is?” he asks. “Mr. Mattia was over saying bye to Miss Sofia before being reassigned…” She says moments before Sasha shoots her between the eyes. “What the fuck? I had more questions for her!” Damien glares at Sasha. “You have questions for this Mattia not her. She didn’t have anything else to say.” Sasha shrugs her shoulders.

"Is that all you can say? You slapped and humiliated me in front of hundreds of Jackson City's most elite people, and all you can say is that you were mistaken?" Sasha shrugged, answering nonchalantly. "What do you want me to say? I'll be more vigilant next time." “You've got to be kidding me," Dante hissed, staring at her in astonishment. "I came here to give you the opportunity to apologize to me, and this is how you respond?” Sasha rolled her eyes. “Well, thank you for the opportunity, Mr. Jacobs. I'll pass. Besides, how do I know this footage is even real and not forged?"

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.

He helped in bringing traitors to their knees and sniffing the life out of rogues that trespass. Phyna was well respected among folks and highly spoken of until one day. The last victim he captured happened to be an orphan with a strong scent. Sasha was said to have witnessed Phyna's countless atrocities and had vowed that she would be his last. Sasha sang it in words at the open market that an enemy had invaded the pack. Acting like a savior at day and a devil at night. But no one was interested in the story told by an orphan who has nothing to her name. She was seeking attention, many said.

“Or that.” Watching Enzo pretend to slit his own throat, Sasha’s eyes widened in horror. “You mean….you’ll kill me?” she asked. “Don’t look so surprised. You know too much now anyway. So you either do as we say, or it’s an early grave. Your choice, I guess. Although I know what I’d choose.” Sasha felt like her knees were going to give out. She didn’t want to die, but she also didn’t want to spend the rest of her life making a substance that could literally kill all people if overused.