Sasha Song Novels & Stories

And she was running straight for me, with at least a dozen other men chasing her, and trying to close ranks around her small form. What the actual fuck is happening right now? I wasn't sure if everyone thought of their mate as beyond beautiful, but I was left speechless. Her scent is intoxicating, leaving my lungs burning, making my chest ache and feel like it's on fire all in one go as Maddox pushed harder to get us to her. She smelled like lavender and chamomile with a drop of honey all wrapped up in one. I'd never known that something could smell so sweet, so inviting. She was like a siren, calling all of my deepest darkest desires to the surface just for her.

Very far from Moretti Holdings, capital partners, legal exposure, and the man in the charcoal suit currently digging through the first year of our lives like it was vacant land he could buy. I turned off my phone. Then turned it back on because apparently denial couldn’t even survive five full seconds. I opened Athena’s contact and called her. She answered on the third ring. The first thing I heard wasn’t a greeting, but the sound of a keyboard and the sharp breath of someone reading something while actively resisting the urge to swear in three different languages. “Sasha?” “I’m keeping my voice down,” I whispered, moving away from the living room toward the side of the kitchen near the pant

Isabelle raised her brow listening to Sasha request. "Why should I work there?Sasha am a neurosurgeon at least that's what I went to college for,do you expect me to sacrifice my dream to work in a business company, how's this even related to me at all?"Isabelle said totally confused and irritated. "Am....I lied to you issy.... I'm not the Sasha you know,am....I am Sasha mack,Xander elder sister"Sasha said telling her the truth,tears fell from her face as she watched Isabelle face crumple.

Sasha. "So what do you want to do?" I asked calmly, as the sleep in my eyes begin to fade. "Let's sing!" He exclaimed loudly, moving away from me and sitting up straight to face me properly. I laugh loudly at his response, snorting severally as the laughter just kept coming. "You want Sasha Milton to sing with you at an empty park? Are you being serious right now?" I asked. "Yes, I want you to sing. Is there a problem with that?" He responds with his own question and I couldn’t help but shake my head.

“You know, I still fail to understand what this has to do with Jason.” Sasha groaned “You’re such a party pooper, Lana. Anyways, I can give him the big bad alpha energy. ‘Don’t break her heart and if you do, I’ll drag you through mud, spit on you.” She says confidently. I glanced at Ellie who had now softened, rolling my eyes. “You know, I could be pretty bad if I want to.” I have absolutely no doubt about that. Of course she can. “Do whatever you want to, Sasha but I beg you. Let me watch this episode of Stranger things.” I pleaded, that seemed to shut her up now.

Maya turned, her gaze meeting ours as almost like she had felt our presence. “Do you want to say hello?” I asked. Sasha smirked, her fingers brushing slowly around the diamond that adorned her neck, “It would be rude if we didn’t, and don’t you think so?” I smiled, “Very rude,” She led the way and I followed like her disciple. I had created a monster and I wasn’t scared of it. The Conrads had tried to tame her down, but that was their mistake, Sasha Hawkins isn’t a woman to be tied down. She is a bird meant to be out there, free and happy.

Sasha stopped in front of the raised stand and placed her hands on her hips. Long black hair ran down her back in inky black curls. She was barefoot and dressed in a simple dress that accentuated her curves. Her dark eyes flashed with determination as she stared at Paul. "She's not Pack," Sasha said. "She can never be Pack because she represents all that we fight against. She is one of them!" The noise of the crowd grew.

“Oh my God, you like him now don't you?” I gulp, not dignifying her with a response, I don't owe her an explanation, she just needs to do as I say, that's how this fucked up bond we have works. Aside from Luna, Sofia is the only one who treats me like a sibling, Reina is too scared of me too. “Don't mess up, Sof.” Sofia whines, rolling her eyes. “I've got this, watch.” she clears her throat. “I'm Sasha, my favourite colour is red and I'll hit you if you are too happy in my face.” she says, imitating my voice.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t project my reality onto you.” “It’s fine.” Sasha said. “I quit so that I could start my own business. After the baby.” “Oh.” Maya nodded. “I’m happy for you.” Sasha smiled. “Thank you.” * “I’m hosting our lunch party next week,” Sasha said. She was sitting across from Darnell in the yard’s gazebo, wearing a pair of white shorts and a shirt that was knotted on her abdomen. “Here,” she added. “I didn’t take you for the hosting type,” Darnell replied. He was in a pair of carton-brown, knee length khakis and a navy-blue shirt.

Several girls protests and complain following Sasha's command, but they listen to her even though I still deal with several more fans before I manage to get free. Sasha comes to meet me. I hold out my hand. “I’m really sorry about crashing your party." Sasha takes my hand. “No way! Hell, you aren’t crashing my party. You’re Abel freaking Blackwood. You don’t need an invite anywhere. Especially here!” “What are you doing here anyway?” I ask curiously. “You don’t seem like a typical rock-and-roll type.” “I run this place when I’m not creating art,” she replies with a knowing grin.