Sasha Amphibia Novels & Stories

I turned in his arms, looking for said animal, but I only saw how Flipper's fin reemerged and approached us. “There!” He pulled me by the arm and dragged us towards the shore. It was then that I understood Alex thought Flipper was a shark. “Alex” I let go of his grip and stepped away “There is nothing to fear, he is my friend.” “Crazy woman, that friend will swallow you with a bite. What is your problem with wanting to see everyone, a friend? I want to eat chicken and you won't let me!” “Are you going to continue with that? You will not eat anyone, and it is a dolphin, a dolphin, Alex!”

Teresa shook her head vigorously with a terrified look in her eyes and screamed, "Amaria No!!" As it charged towards Amaria, the Chimera jumped down from above and shrieked loudly.

Kids jumping up and down. I stood there on that stupid crate while they chanted and for the first time in years the hole in my chest felt smaller. Like maybe it could actually close one day. I wasn’t the broken omega they threw away anymore. I was Luna. I was vengeance. And I was bringing hell home.

However, she clenched her fists when she heard Alexander say: "Ms. Luminary Shamia Bruzolla, aka, Amarra Beltran.... can you be my girlfriend?"

Seafeema catches the scent of salt, momentarily fearing the pain that would typically accompany it, but she feels nothing as the nurse carefully tends to her injuries. Turning her attention to Finrir, Sasha approaches him with a leather bag flask, extending it to him. She signs, "Here, drink. Are you starting to feel any better?" Finrir responds with a half-smile, ta the flask. "Yes, I'm fine. How's my sister?" Sasha hesitates momentarily but then signs, "She seems like she'll be okay, but it's still early. I've never seen infections like hers." Without wasting any more time, Sasha moves on to Bryn, while her colleague goes to gather additional nurses.

I gulped my saliva down, my eyes still glued to him. "It's not a dramatic dialogue. Our worlds are actually different because I, Fiama Henry Case isn't a human being"

The girl abruptly paused on her steps and turned around but she didn't find anyone following her, her tired gaze fell on the floor and she began to walk again, entering one of the doors. Sasha let out a breath of relief as she once again stepped into the dark corridor and immediately ran towards the door before it could shut down behind Amaya. She swiftly moved inside, the door closing behind her on its own. Sasha's lips slightly parted as her hazel orbs took in the area before her. It was an open area with a huge fountain in between. On her right was a garden full of flowers with peacocks and rabbits roaming around. The sunlight was cascading on this beautiful view and she was in awe. She d

She’s my Luna, given to me by the Moon Goddess, but she just isn’t her. I sit in the tall grass and let my head hang back, closing my eyes against the bright sun. Sasha Harris is the most beautiful she-wolf I’ve ever seen in my life. She’s 5’8 with a rich brown skin tone. She trains with the warriors, and it shows in her body shape. She has a nice-sized chest and a plump ass. She has light brown eyes you can’t help but get lost in. Her lips are thick and pouty.

Through our bond flowed mutual concern about revealing Sophia's dual nature to someone outside our protected circle, particularly someone with medical knowledge who might recognize the significance of what appeared to be a human baby making werewolf vocalizations. Amber's expression shifted subtly—professional interest flickering briefly across her features before being carefully controlled. "She has some wolf traits," she observed, her tone deliberately neutral. "Despite presenting as human on initial assessment, I'm guessing?" The accurate assessment, delivered without demand for confirmation or emotional inflection, reminded me that Amber was not just Liam's former girlfriend but a medica

I catch up with Amy at the school gates. I groan when I see Shasha approaching; her strawberry blonde hair is perfect- her tits are on display for everyone. Sasha is a sneaky bitch who uses her looks and body to manipulate the unmated males of our pack every chance she gets. She reminds me of my father, always nasty and cruel to the weaker wolves at school. Sasha approaches us with a sly look on her face, ignoring Amy; she says, “Found your mate yet, Layla?” Lea growls as I say,