Novelas y relatos de Sasha Banks Vs Alexa Bliss

Melissa shouted as she lunged at me and grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me to look up. My scalp felt as if it would be torn clean off my skull. "You're the one who made things difficult for yourself, you bitch. You're going to sign that note whether you like it or not!" Meanwhile, Sasha aimed her phone at us and happily exclaimed, "Look, everyone! This is how you deal with a loser who refuses to pay her debts! This is what justice looks like! Hurry and like the livestream! I want it to reach the top of the front page!"

Sasha yells angrily, attracting the attention of very curious onlookers who had been itching to see a fight between the self proclaimed queen bee's of the school. "How dare you hit me you skinny, psychotic bitch! Oh don't tell me it's because I said the truth. It's not my fault you and Dean's dumb relationship hit rock bottom so you have no right to hit me!” “I know the truth is bitter sweetie but you just have to suck it up like an adult and stop being such a baby.” She retorts proudly, earning another slap from Sasha and this time the ring on Sasha's forefinger had struck her face so hard, it tore a part of her cheek open which infuriated Alyson to see her blood on her face.

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.

[Alexander] I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I pushed off the chair, hearing it fall behind me, and kept sceptical eyes narrowed on the witch leader. I was trying to process, trying to find a loophole in what she said. “She led you to her pack! She led you to her Alpha.” “I read her palms before she did any of that. She is of Alpha blood, Alexander.” Alpha blood? How was that possible when Valerie was an Omega? “She told me herself!” I defended her. “She is an Omega of her pack. She led you to them to climb up the ladder. It’s not possible.”

Her voice is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard it takes my breath away for a moment but then I manage to respond. “Good, I’m glad you okay.” I need to remember my manners with this one, she is such a beauty, and I am having a hard time keeping my mind straight, she flusters me and that has never happened before, I have never had a problem with my words, but this one…. she makes me forget everything. I reach my hand out to shake hers and I introduce myself. “I am Alpha Jaxson Thomas of the Red Crest Pack.” She puts her hand in mine and says, “I am Alexandria Wilson, of the Blue Moon Pack.”

And it had ended well, given that she was currently out of harm’s way. “I’m waiting.” “You don’t want to know,” she joked, thinking furiously in more ways than one. “Come on. No secrets, remember?” “It was that Canadian rapper. Uh, I can’t think of his name. The dangerous-looking one.” “Likes her thrills, our Rae,” Alpha Simon said. “Listen, I need you to stand by me now. Or rather sit. The local press are camped outside and I’ve agreed to give them a statement.” She didn’t know how she got through it. Reviewing the footage later Rae saw a painted hussy sitting next to a megalomaniac. Since when did shifters court publicity? If Sarah Hardy had seen that news conference, it would scarcely set