Sasha Beyblade Novels & Stories

She frowned in confusion at the burning sensation against her skin; however, I was sure not to burn her first layer, the heat was just enough to leave a small mark as a reminder “I am Blake’s wife, Luna, and mate. Yes, he may go back to you when he doesn’t find us around or when he’s alone, horny, and in need of a bed to be warm; but you will always be nothing but a mistress in his eyes. If you were worth a second thought; Blake would have married or at least, marked you” Sasha opened her mouth to speak; however, raising my hand, I stopped her “you, and a thousand other women would be begging to have my mate, I am well aware of that; but all you’ll ever be able to do is dream. I will allow y

she croaked tauntingly. Xander got enraged to the core, shifting into his huge beast. This time, his speed and power were at their peak. Fire seemed to be roaming around him, and there were red pairs of wings spreading out from his back. He grew in size and all his muscles popped out. His eyes were burning like a lake of fire. "You are another hybrid from Lena's pack, too?" I saw the fear in Diane's eyes as she muttered those words, fluttering her eyes as she rested on Xander.

Chris asked, stepping in front of Elsa. "Oh." Sasha chuckled, glancing at the huge middle-aged man standing next to her. "Where are my manners? I'm Sasha and this is Benjamin." She pointed at the man next to her. "We are smoke witches next in command to the royalties." She continued."We've come ourselves, since the familiar witches are too weak to deliver." She finished, still having her usual smirk glued to her face.

Sweet birch and pine assault me as Princess Sasha makes her way around my black SUV. She looks as if she just ended a photoshoot with a high-end magazine. She is in a tight but modest knee-length red dress. She has wavy blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back. Her legs are long, and her bust is full. She might be young, but her body is all woman. Someone clears their throat, and my mind snaps back to attention. "Welcome to White Crest, I am Alpha Ben, and this is Luna Chelsea," I recite the line before meeting Sasha's big brown eyes.

That’s quite considerate of her but not like I would mind her rambling on and on. Dayatt smiled this time, not out of mockery but respect and remorse. “It’s nice to see you… again” she said and I nodded slightly. Her attention then shifted to Sasha and her maid, who stood quietly near the entrance. Dayatt frowned slightly. “And who is this?” Sasha stepped forward gracefully, her movements practiced as they should be for a pampered princess; Her smile was demure. “Sasha of Blue Crescent. I’m a healer.” Elder Maera’s gaze flicked sharply to her grandson, then to me. Concern shadowed her eyes. “Why is she here?”

Serena stood below her, backlit by a storm of pulsing light, her hair unbound and whipping with an unseen wind, her body radiating a power older than time, fierce and unrelenting. Serena’s eyes had shifted—no longer their usual expressive softness. They were lit from within, glowing with divine silver. They weren't just the eyes of a wolf; they weren’t even the eyes of a goddess. They were something beyond comprehension. Something no one had ever seen. Not even Solmyra, who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

Rose smiled and said. “Maybe,” Daisy let out a cute chuckle. “Besides, I had to go for them,” Daisy added, her slender finger pointed at the two Magical Beasts playing at the end of the room. Well, playing wasn’t exactly the word. Sasha was flying around Silver whilst pelting him with small wind bullets. She had slowly adapted to this form and was having a lot of fun with it. Silver on the other hand wasn’t enjoying this so much. Yet he was weaker, so there was very little he could do about it.

, Tash explains and I am confused as to how they even want to endanger Sasha's life "Sasha is hybrid. She just doesn't die. Hybrid have nine lives and lucky for her she hasn't used up any life", Tareem sounds confident. "Sasha isn't like her fami-" "A hybrid is a hybrid. You need to stop protecting her. You make her soft. We need her heartless and brutal. We are facing a monster, so we turn her into a monster. It is that easy", Tareem shuts me up.

he asked curiously. Peeking over their shoulders, Zen noticed how Sasha was torn between the ability to have speed or flight. As a high-mobility sniper, gaining flight would transform her into a literal fighter jet with the power to drop artillery-like attacks from above. It made sense to think that way. However, between a werebeast and a fae, Sasha didn’t know which was better. Should she support the team as a long-range sniper or a mid-range fighter?

She still didn’t have a complete picture but they were starting to feel familiar… Her eyes snapped open at the sound of Sasha’s scream. She saw, in their pale light, a four-armed ice creature towering above him. Sasha had somehow managed to block, with only his Everlite crystal, the creature’s wicked-looking kukri blade that had come down in a chop.