Sasha Banks Vs Alexa Bliss Novels & Stories

Sassy said, but Alexa offered to open the door. "Delight, you are always...." Alexa said as she opened the door, but the sound of a gunshot silenced her and she fell to the floor. Sassy immediately got up and froze in horror...

No, it just couldn’t be, she refused to believe it. Inside, Victor roared with approval, like a victory bell his laughter echoed. Sasha clutched onto her dress, her nails biting into her palms until blood welled beneath the surface. The Alpha’s voice rose again: “The Moon Goddess herself has blessed this union! My son has finally found his mate!”

"Do you have a better idea? I don't care if it kills her or not as long as it gets her in line!" Sasha turned in the direction of Thronesman, jumping on top of a chair before landing a punch on his jaw. "That's for my Daddy!" she screamed in his face. "Get off me!" Thronesman attempted to fling her off. Sasha's Claws came out and she slashed Thronesman on the chest before advancing towards me. As Thronesman continued to grunt, curse, and try getting up, Sasha was able to reach me, kicking aside anything in her way until he snapped apart one of the binds securing my arm.

Sasha said. “Enough with you and your underhanded comments, what does being an orphan have anything to do with this?” Logan asked her. “Well, I am just putting it out there” Sasha said rolling her eyes. “Putting what out there? The fact that you are an attention seeking bitch?” Alexa asked her. “What did you just call me? an attention seeking bitch?” Sasha asked. “Yes, and I have more names like that if you want to hear them” Alexa replied. Sasha glared at her witch made Alexa smirk.

Sasha obediently repeated. "I am the dominant." "I am the submissive." "You know your safe word." Sasha nodded before Blaise landed a whip across her chest. She yelped in surprise at the suddenness and impact. "Who do you think you are?" Blaise demanded and lashed her again, this time on her back. Sasha was puzzled for two reasons. Since they played Dominant and Submissive, Blaise's whip has not always been this painful, and she had no idea why he was asking who she was, but she answered, nonetheless.

Alice said, shaking her head quickly. "Are you calling me a liar then?" Sasha asked, landing Alice another deafening slap. "My Princess. Please spare me". Alice said, plunging to the ground in a heap by Sasha's feet. "Don't you dare touch me you poor, shameless bitch!" She exclaimed. "Now get up before I lose my temper". Sasha said and Alice hastily stood up. "Prepare me a bath. You know I just finished training". Sasha said . "Make sure the water is of moderate temperature. Not so hot and not so cold". Sasha said.

"Yeah, I think I'd consider Alexa more of a guy than him. He can't even fight Sanya." Lena blushed a bit, seemingly embarrassed by what she said about me. "Well, he just doesn't fight her back because she's a girl." "So, are you saying you can duel with Sanya? I got into sports because of her," Alexa said. "The three of us even did arnis together in high school, and Sanya is a taekwondo black belt holder, not to mention she also did judo," I glanced at Sanya, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not—” “You should really know your place,” Sasha says, stepping closer. “Some halls aren’t made for charity cases.” Calla swallows hard but doesn’t answer. She just shifts her books and tries to walk away. Blaire’s voice slices through, calm and deadly. “Back the fuck off, Sasha.” Sasha turns slowly, lips curling. “Excuse me?” “I said,” Blaire steps forward, heels clicking sharp, “back off. I’m not gonna repeat myself.”

“You have no idea.” Alexis became happy, she almost dance. “This is just great, because I have become sloppy this days.” “Bring it on and stop wasting my time.” Immediately the secretary attacked Alexis. But who was Alexis? She is the best fighter of the century, she dodge the secretary attack by merely bending down, and at the same time she attack her opponent leg, the other roll in the air, and immediately Alexis attack her opponent with her legs while in the air. The force threw the secretary away, and she hit the wall, she groan in pain.

My boyfriend, Callum Fletcher, is bringing me to meet his parents, but the venue is picked out by his childhood friend, Sasha Mercer. Sasha arrives fashionably late to the local steakhouse, where she gives Callum a playful punch. "I just mentioned it on a whim yesterday, but you actually held the gathering here? Vivian might get upset, you know." Callum gives her a teasing glance as he wipes down her utensils. "Vivian wouldn't mind that. She's not like you. You've been petty since we were kids." Sasha's face turns red, and she retorts in a small voice, "Who are you calling petty?" Callum's mother, Brenda Hayes, simply smiles as she watches them banter. She eagerly nudges the basket of di