Sasha Attwood Novels & Stories

She commands attention and finds a way to fix whatever problem we may have whatsoever. Now twenty years old and in college, nothing has changed. No one was surprised when she chose to major in public relations. There, she could do all the fixing she liked. “Find the daddy?” Sasha says in the form of a question. Her green eyes move from Mikayla to me almost comically. Sasha is the wild one out of the three of us. 5’11 with dark blond hair and the body of a Victoria’s Secret model. She is majoring in law and like Kayla, it is a perfect fit for her too.

* *Sasha's Mansion* Sasha walked down the stairs wearing her bum shorts, she saw her parents focused on watching the news headline, she walked closer and that was when she saw the breaking news. "The famous CEO Mr Clark Kween was seen attacking another businessman at the D.Y seminar and party, reason yet to be known, the journalist had reported that the young Billionaire was giving his speech on stage when he suddenly dropped the microphone and attacked Mr Grayson, the said businessman, there had been a lot of yet to be verified news that Mr Clark did that because of his beautiful and attractive Secretary, was he protecting her or just been rude!" The news read. "I can't believe this...this

A month later, Sasha was in a restaurant having dinner with Derek Holmes. A very popular celebrity known to be arrogant and very difficult to invite out. She has been trying for the past two weeks and finally got his manager to let her speak with him. To her greatest surprise, she didn't have to lick his booth before he agreed to meet her and she knew it was the 'Brown' he heard at the last of her name.

she mutters, frustration clouding her features. "I understand," I say, nodding thoughtfully. "We'll have to start spreading news of Chanax being back in business. I'll speak to the PR team later." "I can help with that," a familiar voice calls from behind us. I turn to see Sasha walking toward us, her warm smile lighting up the otherwise cold, professional hallway. "Took you long enough!" I reply, giggling as she hugs me tightly, her familiar scent wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. "I wouldn’t turn this offer down for anything… anything to get away from Kaitlin," she says playfully.

After three consecutive days of rain, Monday morning dawned with a clear sky. In Southpoint stood a family-run guesthouse. "Why should I take him to the interview?" Sasha exclaimed with wide eyes. She looked reluctant, as though Woody were a fearsome beast that should be avoided at all costs. Clad in professional attire, Sasha resembled a corporate beauty. Beneath her well-tailored blazer was a white undershirt, and though her bust was small, it seemed ample when it was contrasted with her slender waist.

Sasha used to be the anchor. She sings quite well, just when the three people are having fun. The door was pushed open, and a young man with tumbled footsteps and full of smell of alcohol came in. After seeing Sasha and Ava Smith-, his eyes flashed an evil thought. "Two beautiful women, you sing really well. Can you please go to my box to sing a song? Introduce yourself, I am Bright Zomie of Zomie Group." Then he showed a complacent look, seems to have got two women, as for Allen Peterson, has been automatically ignored by him.

said Austin, trying to calm down his Luna. “This good for nothing son!” puffed Agatha. “He went against everything we taught him!” “He has chosen his own mate. There is nothing we can do,” said Austin, in a loud but calm voice. Agatha pointed at Sasha, to who she hates, “Someone whom I disapprove of.” Sasha nervously bowed down and said, “Please, mother, I love Solomon with all my heart.” “Humph!” spatted Agatha. Austin sooth Agatha by rubbing her on the back. “It’s okay darling. Calm down.”

Olivia sighed and decided to trust her friend's judgement for the night. Nickey grabbed Olivia's arm and pulled her towards the bar. "All we have to do is stay away from that bitch, Thelia." *** "You'd better make sure everybody knows that this is the last time I'm going to put up with these endless parties," Asher Blackwood exclaimed. "I have had enough of the constant parade of available bitches for my consideration. I'm telling you, as I have told my mother countless times, that I don't need a mate to rule! " He continued to restlessly pace across his bedroom and glowered at Carlisle, the other man in the room.

He smiled. Sasha smiled back. “I'm Lucinda, I don't do hand shakes, but I'll make an exemption because you have great fashion sense,” She shook Sasha's hand. “And lest I forget, I'm the star model of the company.” “I can see that,” Sasha nodded with a smile and turned to look at Ashton. Her smile widened. She usually saw him on television and was glad that she's seen him in person. Ashton, on the other hand, cleared his throat and shook her hand. “I'm —”

And everyone's attention was on them. Sasha is known to be ruthless throughout the previous test, she would do anything just to emerge her win. And that side of her had been nothing but admirable. Start! Almost immediately, in commerce they both emerge their wolf form but Sasha was a bit faster and brutally showed off her deadly side by charging against Rita without mercy in her eyes. Her powerful blow had sent Rita crashing to the ground without mercy. She didn't even care to go easy on her for old time sake and just like that she became the winner and Rita was eliminated leaving my words to come to pass.