Sasha Necron Novels & Stories

It was a girl in a white dress, her hair long and blonde. "Sasha?" I gasped, my hand going to my side where she had stabbed me. She looked different. Her skin was translucent, and her eyes were glowing with a sick, green light. She wasn't alive, but she wasn't a ghost either. She was something the Deadlands had spat back out. "I told you, Lyra," Sasha hissed. Her voice sounded like a hundred snakes. "If I can't have the crown, I’ll make sure there is no world left to rule."

she demanded. Sasha sneered, “Care? I only have one thing in mind now. As for whether or not they will pay, they will certainly pay.” A glint passed through her eyes. Becca sighed out heavily, “Okay then, I will believe you.” She dropped the matter before passing a file to her. “About that matter from before, I still tried running a few tests and nothing known is popping up. I think this might be some kind of new virus.” Sasha took the file and scanned through it carefully. The more she read, the more certain she became; everything was just like in her last life.

"He caught me let the Hunters in the Compound and threatened to tell the Alphas, and I couldn't let him tell anyone." "So, you walked out and left him for dead." Eve shook her head, looking at her with disgust. "And here I thought you were my friend. How could you side with the hunters against your own pack?" "They were made by God, just like we were! But we're abominations! Corruptions of nature!" Sasha's expression was completely serious. I burst out laughing. "Do you ever hear yourself?" "Stop laughing!" She kicked my cage. I let out a deep breath and glanced over at Balista, raising an eyebrow. "Would you like to tell her, or should I?"

Our humans were only interested in getting laid, not the lives created after. Sasha came from a Russian-born human. She was a good weight at birth and has always been strong. Her dirty blonde hair and chocolate eyes make her look like she could be Amelia's. I growl lightly in appreciation. It will make it easier for Eve to accept the pup if she at least can pass for hers. Sasha falls asleep quickly, and that just makes me hold her tighter. I was so busy with killing the disgusting pigs earlier that I didn't save the others. I feel my eyes burn red as my rage for Stefan ignites in my bloodstream.

Ashton, Ricky, and Sasha had a great time, and Alpha Theo was happy to see his mate and friends getting along so well. As the sun began to set, Sasha stood up and stretched. "I'm going to go for a walk," she said. "Want to come with me?" Ashton and Ricky nodded, and the three of them set off into the evening. They walked through the quiet streets, enjoying the peacefulness of the evening. As they walked, Sasha told them more about her past and her experiences as a warrior. She told them how she started training at the age of seven. She wanted to grow up quickly and take revenge on the dragons for killing her parents.

I asked scanning my surrounding to see if there where any nosey people trying to listen in on our conversation. " Yes. Sasha she's back.." he said and I widened my eyes. Sasha was a girl who discovered what I am and we decided to kill her so that she couldn't spill the beans. " What! I thought we killed her?" " Yeah but she resurrected. Ceros brought her back.!" I sighed frustrated dang it! Ceros some power hungry guy who is hell bent on capturing me dang it! " I have to tell mom.." I said feeling frustrated. " I already did. The person you need to tell is Zane.."

“You said Selene would do anything for you. So let her prove it. Let her give me what she’s holding. Let her give me the Alpha title.” “That’s not yours to take,” I growled. “That pack belongs to Selene. It’s her birthright. Her blood. Not yours.” “I don’t care about bloodlines,” she hissed. “I’ve earned more than any blood ever did. I led this pack before anyone knew her name. I died protecting them.” “You don’t get to come back from the grave and rewrite everything,” I snapped. “Oh, but I do,” she said with venom in her tone. “Because I’m Sasha. And you know me, Ronan. I get what I want.”

Sasha's voice filled with excitement, only for her mood to plummet a second later. "Sasha, what's wrong?" asked Luna, watching how the brunette went from happy to sad which worried her. "My desire was once to conquer a dungeon and obtain a mystical for myself. But sadly, one must be completely void of mana to use a mystical," said Sasha. The girls were moving throughout the forest, taking in the scenery of vibrant colored birds that flew through the air or sat perched on tree branches. "And?" inquired Byeol, spraying her third coat of bug repellent.

“Solana, Illac, and Foire have been notified of your little detour in humanity's border. Didn’t I tell you to stop it already?” said Nerissa. She is Solana’s little necromancer, usually, werewolves never trust a necromancer, they can be as a trickster as a fox or as sly as a vampire.

“I’ll kill her right now if either of you take so much as a step. Don’t think for a second that the blood-witch can’t reanimate her corpse.” I didn’t look at either of them, especially Zeke. I didn’t want to see my friend, an Alpha whose strength nearly matched Asher’s, mourning my death with his eyes. The phantom grip on my throat loosened, but only barely. I gasped loudly, sucking in just a pinch of air before it clamped back down again.