Sasha Song Novels & Stories

Standing around for a few seconds looking around at the people who are just passing us by as we stand in the middle of the side walk Sasha speaks and invites me out to lunch and I accept only because I have some time to kill before my next meeting. Lunch with Sasha was fun we laughed and joked around and even got to know each other better. She wanted to be a lawyer when she graduated from high school but had to put that dream aside to help pay bills and shit while her mom was sick I guess she had cancer and lost the battle with it and passed away. She’s twenty-four with no actual life goals other then maybe going back to school and has a weird crush on on that Loki guy from Thor. She hates p

Sasha crouched down beside me and took out one of my earbuds bringing it to his ear. ‘You really do like Scorpions?’ he asked, incredulous as a hint of amusement danced on his features. ‘I can't wait for the nights with you/ I imagine the things we'll do/ I just want to be loved by you’ I sang along with the song. Sasha sat next to me and sang along too.

STRAIGHT TALK DANIEL’S POV Sasha’s voice cut through the noise, smooth and familiar, and I saw Neo’s shoulders drop before he even turned around. “Sasha?” he said, smiling. She crossed the studio floor in a tan coat and boots that looked like they cost more than my paycheck, her energy filling the space before she even spoke. Cameras were being packed up, crew scattering, but somehow it felt like all the light in the room had shifted to her—brown glowy skin with afro hair that screamed with class.

she barked at the staff, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence. With a final glare, Sasha stormed off toward her room, leaving a tense atmosphere behind. I stood at my window, watching the scene unfold. It was the first time I had ever seen Sasha cry. Real, raw tears. In that moment, I finally understood something I had never fully realized before: Sasha wasn’t just difficult or attention-seeking. She was starved for love, desperate for it. Her mother’s neglect had created this deep void, and now Sasha would do anything to fill it. I felt a flicker of pity for her, just for a moment. But then, I quickly reminded myself that Sasha didn’t deserve my sympathy.

Sasha takes a deep breath, her impeccably groomed fingers gripping her chest. Her eyes sparkle. Her voice trembles. "Then why, Raymond-" she takes a dramatic sniff-"why didn't you reach out to me?!" Raymond angles his head a bit. "Should I call you?" "YES!" she screams. "Contact me, message me, send me a love letter- ANYTHING!" Raymond lets out a sigh while massaging his temples. "Sasha, did you mention you were going out of the country?" Her lips separate. "Actually... no."

“You are my rightful Luna, of course.” Sasha smiled down at him, drinking in his sharp blue eyes and golden hair. He was perfect. “But-” Sasha froze, her blood curdling. “Vera has something I want, something the Pack needs. And I can’t reject her until I have it.” Harrison’s voice was soothing, but Sasha had lost interest. She pushed off him and stood. She grabbed her robe and covered herself. She was so angry, she couldn't see. “Hey!” Harrison said, jumping up and coming over to her, desperate to finish what they’d started. “Don’t be like that.”

But their daughter, my mate, brings up sex, and I act like I have never seen a vagina before. Sasha knocks and enters before I can reply. I stop moving and grab the back of my chair as I watch her. She looks breathtaking today. She isn't dressed up, and there isn't a drop of makeup on her flawless face. She is in loose mid-thigh purple workout shorts and a black tank top that hugs her body. Ace is literally drooling as we look her over. "Stop looking at me like that. I still want romance," Sasha snaps, and I jerk my head up.

"If you are not mine, then you can't be anyone else's." Sasha dialed a phone no,- "I need help." To be continued ........

"Well, well, well! Look who decided to show up!" Sasha glided up to us, looking insanely extravagant in a massive, heavy royal gown of blood-red velvet, covered in sparkling diamonds and gold chains. Her hair was styled into an elaborate high crown, and her face was heavily painted. She looked like a walking display of wealth, her chin tilted high in the air. She smiled smugly at us, resting her hands over her stomach. "Have you fianlly come to senses and come support your sister on her glorious coronation day, Larry?" I narrowed my eyes at her, my blood instantly turning cool. I have never wanted to punch someone in the face so bad!

"I don't need to explain anything about Tristan either." I crossed my arms over my chest, meeting her eyes. "You're clearly upset about something he did to you," I said. "Why don't you just tell me what's going on?" Sasha let out a harsh laugh, her eyes filled with contempt. "You think you know everything, don't you?" she said. "You think you're so smart, so perfect." "I'm just trying to understand why you’re suddenly curious about Tristan," I said quietly. "What's so wrong with that?" She asked, her expression hardening.