Mikasa X Sasha Novels & Stories

Her hands flat on Ansel’s naked back. Sasha bit her lower lip as fists solidified on her side. Yet she kept her flames within, chained around her soul. Her former bestfriend whirled her childhood bestfriend to face her, and Sasha’s eyes widened when Klea clutched Ansel’s face and kissed him.

Sasha is an original wolf spirit of a lycan; it doesn't get any stronger than that. Sage and Liam split up and started to approach me on both sides. Sage will strike first, and Liam will strike at me while I’m distracted, fending her off. I have to counter Sage fast enough so I can quickly counter Liam so he can’t do any damage. Fuck, this is going to be complicated. Sage lunges at me as I dodge her by rolling towards Liam, who is getting ready to swipe his paw in my backside while Sage had me distracted. I roll into him, knocking him over. Quickly I get on top of him, pinning him under me. Sasha and I are working together as one. We both have equal control, which is a first for us, but damn

Tatum's P.O.V. I marked Sasha two days ago, and her sickness has finally ended. Now she's sound asleep in my arms while I'm contemplating what I want to do. She told me more about Mike and his friends from the boat. Just like the two men from a few nights ago, I'm sure Mike and his buddies have done this same thing to other young women. Well, they won't anymore.

Hannah replied. "Good night Hannah, and please take care of yourself and Joey." Clark said. "Take care of yourself too, bye." Hannah replied. * After the phone call with Clark, Hannah replied their dm with her approval. * *Sasha's Mansion* Sasha emptied more and more cups of alcohol. "Girl that's enough, this is your forth cup and you are getting tipsy already." Mimi said. "Allow me to drink, I'm so stupid, don't you get it! I fucking lost 6 thousand followers already!" Sasha yelled.

And even if she overheard anything, she knew better than to repeat it. I walked slowly to the mini bar and poured two glasses of whiskey. Mason didn't drink often, but tonight was different. We both needed it. "So," I said, handing him a glass. "Where are they?" He took a sip, then nodded grimly. "Chicago." "Both of them?" "Yes. Together. Sasha runs a fruit stall in a local market. And Williams... he's a cab driver now." I scoffed. "A cab driver? From a penthouse suite to picking strangers off the street."

Adjusting her already stained shirt, Melissa mustered the resolve to approach Sasha's office. Upon reaching the door, Melissa lightly tapped on it, and a voice from within beckoned her to come in. Stepping into the office, she found Sasha Phillips seated inside. Sasha, despite being in her 40s, exuded beauty. Her plump figure, round face with rosy lips, and short, curvy brown hair gave her a distinct charm. She wore a white sunflower dress. "Melissa, my dear, thank goodness you're here," Sasha exclaimed with a warm smile.

with that, she stood up and went to his mini bar where she picked out tequila and two glasses before returning to him. Michael laughed when he saw her choice but he said nothing. "So, understand?" Sasha asked him and he nodded "good, let's begin. My turn, Truth or Dare?" "Truth." "What is your favorite color?" "White." "You got to be kidding me!" Sasha exclaimed, so all these while she has been killing herself that she knows nothing about him, not even his favorite color and it has been white, just like hers! "It's true. My turn, Truth or Dare?"

"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."

Suddenly Sasha’s drunken voice came and both then looked at Sasha. Sasha pulled Cristian’s neck to kiss him but Cristian pulled himself away. “Its fine Sasha..” Sasha pouted her face and then unexpectedly she vomited on Cristian’s shoes. Cristian held her tightly until she was finished. Lisa bent down and cleaned her face embarrassingly. Cristian frowned and then helped Lisa to put Sasha in her car. Then Cristian sat in the passenger seat. Lisa didn’t expect him to sit in the car she looked at him questioning..

She asked me in a furious tone, "Do you like that stray?" Drake arched his brow in confusion. He reacted by saying, "Don't yell at me, you wench!" "Learn to choose your words carefully and familiarize yourself with who the heck I am!" Bella recoils in fear as she moves backward, as Drake's booming and menacing voice causes her to tremble. She was unable to talk because her hands and lips were both trembling as well as her voice. "I recognize you! You are the Alpha that I am going to marry, and I am so excited about it! It sounded as though she had lost her mind.