Masha Toh Novels & Stories

I boomed. I walk out of the entrance, to the porch, find Sabrina, Moira, and a young man behind them. Moira ran to hug me, and my anger estinguished just as fast. Then my gaze turned to the boy as his eyes shifted to mine. The air around him visibly thicker with the strong aura he leaked, any completed wolf will easily realize that he is an alpha. "Pop, this is Drake," said Moira. The boy took few step forward and hold my hand to me. I shake that strong grip. "Good afternoon Mr. Stephan, I'm Drake Lockhart. Moira's mate."

The other girl giggles, pinning more pink extensions into my hair, to get the right look and the big hair Ryan wants. I bite my lip.. I mean yes he is sexy, but I do not like the way she is saying it ... or the way she looks at him. Masha is one of these girls that ... Well kind of oozes sensuality. She is pretty with red hair and rather big boobs, the kind of woman that makes me feel like a little girl. “Come on Luna ... let's go get lunch girl”. Logan calls coming towards us. Masha gets up, stopping him with a hand on his chest. “Do you have something for me to ... nipple on too ?”

a pale eyebrow arches. “Just curiosity,” I twist my mouth sarcastically, copying her. “Do you have parents?” “I do,” Masha sighs tiredly. “Only what’s the point…” she mutters quietly under her breath, but I heard it. When the food appeared on the table, to my surprise Masha didn’t jump on it. On the contrary, she looked at it with hungry eyes but didn’t eat. “What’s wrong?” I don’t understand. “There’s so much here,” the girl says without raising her sad gray eyes to me. “I’d rather take it with me and eat it for a few days.”

I buttoned my shirt as I proceed out of my room. JESSICA POV I have just finished the soup when Masha came in, her face was looking flushed as if she has been holding her breath for a long time. “What’s wrong Masha?”. I asked out of curiosity. “Nothing”. Masha brushed her face with her palm and put on a fake smile. “You finished the soup, I hope you like it?”. She asked and I nodded. “Oh that’s nice”. She smiled and this time it looks real. “Please my lady, freshen up, the lord demands for your present”. She said as she carried the tray that was on my lap.

instead of "criminal piece of shit." The door opens before I reach it. Masha stands there in a pink maternity dress, hand resting on her belly. Seven months pregnant and still moves like a dancer. No drama, no interrogation about where I've been or why I'm late. This is Masha — steady as stone, complicated as a glass of water. "You're late," she says. Not angry. Just stating facts. "Business ran long." She nods and locks the door behind me. "You must be tired, husband."

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Maya did not know if saying it to Ash is good or bad. " He isn't what? " " He isn't a human, he is fog, a ghost, " Ash did not move when he heard her words; at first he thought she was kidding but then the seriousness and hurt of her face made it clear that she is actually in love with someone and that someone isn't him. " Maya I think someone has played with you, " Ash voiced out his concerns but Maya shook her head.

I knew Axel didn't really care about me but he should have a little decency to at least not taunt me. Masha's eyes narrowed. " Let me guess. She's following Ashton like the lost little lovesick puppy she is," she pushes off Axel whose jaw clenched by her words and squeezed the cup in his hand. He threw it on the ground. "Poor little Winter just can't get it through her thick skull that Ashton will never see her in the way she wants," Masha snorts, eyes turning a dangerous color of hatred. "Who would want you?" she swirls the liquid in her cup, stepping closer. "Stupid broke bitch with no one."

Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques." "Lola." His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts. Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my chest. My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that must've been four sizes too small. Her bre*sts were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out.

I did most of my work in Uncle Vaughn’s office, but I am glad I can finally work in my own office. “Get out of Captain Joshua’s office. He has no use for a lowlife like you.” I hear someone say and keep walking until I reach his office. It surprises me to see a Servant scowling at Marsha, Joshua’s second connection. None of the Servants should be in our offices at the moment and she isn’t even wearing her uniform. “Excuse me, why isn’t Masha allowed to be in here?” I ask as I step into the room and I already know the answer as the Servant turns toward me. “Masha is Captain Joshua’s second connection and I doubt she appreciates your presence in his office.”