Sasha Qwaser Novels & Stories

She had to admit he was clever. “Are you ready to battle?” Sasha bumped into her. Sasha was the only woman except for Hellen that she talked to. Sasha's striking appearance was marked by a crown of bright red, curly hair that cascaded around her face, framing her intense, piercing blue eyes. Her skin was speckled with freckles, adding to her unique beauty. But her appearance was only the beginning of what made Sasha remarkable. Her talent as a tracker was unparalleled, as it was whispered that she could identify the date, sex, and age of a culprit simply by sniffing their tracks. Her gift extended to all creatures, whether human or animal, and her skill was widely acknowledged. Sasha cast a

The toothbrush bounced off the mirror and fell onto the floor, causing no damage to the piece of glass reflecting Sasha’s mascara-smudged eyes and her angered-induced flustered face. Her breathing was heavy and rapid as she continued to curse Lucianne in her head. When she was done, she blamed the Moon Goddess for the stupid mistake of bonding something like that to the King. The moment she could finally calm down, Sasha looked at her face in the mirror, and a wide, sinister grin reflected in the glass as she uttered to herself in all confidence, “Sasha Sarafina Cummings, one way or another, you will be crowned Queen.”

Logan smirked with satisfaction; it took a lot to get her to shut up, she barely said anything with sense. Logan thought the rest of his night was going to be peaceful, turned out he was entirely mistaken; thirty minutes into the dinner after the waiter brought their order, Sasha-Lee Van der Merwe came to their table. "Mr Parker, fancy meeting you here." She said innocently and clutched her purse in front of her. Sasha was a 29-year-old journalist. She was your usual ‘Queen B'; blonde hair, beautiful eyes, long legs, and a body modelling agencies looked for. She was a gorgeous woman with a tainted personality.

Sasha had her eyes on me right from the very first day I stepped into Merton, carefully monitoring every step I took and every move that I made. Sasha Reddington was the kind of queen who didn’t need the black and red palace guards, she had hers almost in all nooks and crannies of Merton, daily feeding her with all the necessary information from the streets and every corner. I think Sasha developed a stronger interest in me when she found out that I was a member of the famous Maximus Prime. One thing about most Queens is that they might have the prestige, glory, and differing classes, but they hate rivals and really cannot stand its growth.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

"Hello, Calla." When Sasha saw that Woody was also there and that he and Calla were talking and laughing together, she felt a strange feeling well up in her. The two of them seemed very close. Javier and Jonah exchanged looks, and there was a sinister look on both of their faces. Javier had two goals for the gathering that day. One was to get into Sasha's good books, and the other was to trample on Woody. "Is everyone here?" Jonah asked. He introduced the woman hanging on his arm. "This is my girlfriend, Queenie Tate. She belongs to the same system as we do. She works at the headquarters of Cartwright Group."

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.

She yelped as he pinched her soft waist, squirming and letting out soft moans as she fought back fiercely. Blake's eyes reddened with intensity. In one swift motion, he hoisted her over his shoulder. "Sasha!" Winter's heart stopped. She wanted to step forward, but Joshua moved, placing his towering frame in her path, blocking her completely. Sasha was five feet and seven inches. Though she was slim, she had a sturdy figure and wasn't exactly light. Yet Blake carried her with ease, as if she weighed nothing at all.

It was a regular spot for the city's elite to host parties and entertain guests. Tonight, the entire VIP floor had been reserved by Luther. "Mr. Hunter, we have a special guest tonight." Under the flashing lights, a woman in the red dress stood out, drawing everyone's attention. She was Sasha Quick, the third female lead in a popular movie, and the same woman who'd been caught in a compromising position with Luther by Shane that one night. Luther stood and courteously guided her to sit beside Curtis. "Ms. Quick knew you were here and wanted to meet you. Her next movie, directed by Mr. Gabriel Sutton, is about a collector."

Sasha’s grip on the dagger tightened as she positioned herself between Ethan and the creature. “Stay behind me,” she told him, her voice steady despite the fear clawing at her chest. The Wraithlord lunged, its claws swiping through the air, but Sasha met it head-on. The dagger glowed brighter with every strike, each slash of its blade sending the creature reeling back. For a moment, it seemed like she had the upper hand. But then the Wraithlord let out an earsplitting scream, and the shadows around them exploded outward, knocking Sasha off her feet.