Sasha Attwood Novels & Stories

Several girls protests and complain following Sasha's command, but they listen to her even though I still deal with several more fans before I manage to get free. Sasha comes to meet me. I hold out my hand. “I’m really sorry about crashing your party." Sasha takes my hand. “No way! Hell, you aren’t crashing my party. You’re Abel freaking Blackwood. You don’t need an invite anywhere. Especially here!” “What are you doing here anyway?” I ask curiously. “You don’t seem like a typical rock-and-roll type.” “I run this place when I’m not creating art,” she replies with a knowing grin.

“You only see Damon and you didn’t even realize it Sasha. This has never happened to you.” He gets up and takes my cup with him to take it to the kitchen. This is the worst shouting I've had right in my life Damon Westwood Sasha opens my office door, 12:25 p.m. Like every day. Her hair is down and very straight, she wears a black lace top tucked into a red vinyl skirt. She turns to gently close the door, letting me admire her beautiful hourglass figure. She manages to be sexier from one day to the next.

She ought to be punished for putting something so bold out there like that. But hell, I invited her to. I take a pull of my beer, scanning the crowd. For what? I don’t know, until my eyes rest on a beautiful, tall, graceful woman who’s standing by the pool table. She’s talking animatedly to a couple, but there’s a man behind the couple who’s eyeing her. I can see the scroll of musical note tattoos along her neck and know exactly who this is: Sasha. She’s the CEO of a medical supply company located in New England, and only comes here for the kink. She has no interest in anything serious or long-term, and would kick the balls of a guy who demanded her submission outside of a scene, but she com

Alex POV She stormed out after hearing me say I wanted her to become my Luna sooner than later. She almost died.. not because we were attacked but because I sent her out to the person that wanted to kill her. No sign of Henry when we showed up either. I made Ryan search the territory for his body. He had to have skipped out before we showed up. I need to find him, I want him dead. He’s the whole reason she got mixed up in this mess. I can see the pain in her eyes every time I look at her. Since we got her back she hasn’t looked at me nor wanted to touch me. I’ve been sleeping in my office because the cold shoulder in bed kind of sucks. Creed and her have gotten closer than I like. I still do

I turned and saw a heavily chested lady with a low neck sport bra and bouncy boobs running like a kid towards Mr Prince. Two strict looking men in suits walked behind her. The other girls that had surrounded Prince moved aside. She hugged him and he carried her up while her legs locked on his waist making her shapely back more round. I tried not to look ,and swallowed the urge to ask who she was. “Sasha ,always acting like a cute little baby whenever she sees my brother is very cringy,I hate her”. “Who is she?” “Frog Prince gym bug, Sasha a senator’s daughter, they are four bugs actually, but Sasha is the most annoying of them all, she always acts like she is his girlfriend”.

“I was about five minutes away from picking out a casket. I was leaning toward mahogany, but then I thought, no, Zosia’s a stripper, she’d want something with a built-in smoke machine and a tip jar.” I laughed, though it didn’t reach my eyes. Sasha was my best friend and the club’s lead underground medic. She’d seen the worst the wolf world had to offer, but I’d never seen her this rattled. “I’m okay, Sash. I swear. A stranger caught me. I had to get him out.” Sasha let go of me, her eyes narrowing as she scanned me with clinical ruthlessness. She reached out and plucked a stray piece of golden glitter from my temple.

"Excuse me, you can't go in there." Sasha stopped, her eyes raking over Shayla with obvious disdain. "And who exactly are you?" "I'm Mr. Cross's executive assistant. And he's not available." "I don't care." Sasha moved to step around her. "Grayson will see me." Shayla shifted, maintaining her position between Sasha and the office door. Her professional composure was cracking, seven years of dealing with people like Laura and Laurette bubbling to the surface. "Excuse me." Sasha's voice was sharp now, imperious. "Will you get the hell out of my way?"

"Will her being sick affect Avas's spirit going into Daisy's body?" The doctor stood there thinking for a second. "no, it won't. Daisy doesn't have a wolf, but because she carries the werewolf gene, her body is slowly attacking her. Ava has a wolf, so that won't happen to her". I realised as I stood there listening to the doctor talk there was still so much I didn't know about my own kind that I really needed to learn. I let the doctor go back to doing her job and went to go find Brax; I was still feeling sad even though I knew no matter what, Daisy would not live. Even without me ending her life, she still wouldn't have a chance. i found brax out in the waiting room. She greeted me with a w

Roy and Monroe attended most of the matches in the city but because Jeremy had classes, he couldn't go to every match. Sasha on the other hand didn't miss a single match. She wore Kovit's spare jersey to every match, attracting lots of attention. Some media dared to ask Sasha—about her relationship with the star wing spiker of Amaryllis, but Sasha shockingly identified herself as Kovit's english tutor. And from there the media was able to buy an important information which was Kovit Jarupanivh's academic background. With Sasha's revelation, people came to know that the star wing spiker was actually a student of creative english and equally excelled at poetry.

Savannah laughed loudly… "Daniel Black, Neha Wade, Lucas Walker…. I, Savannah George, will destroy you even if I need to die for that.