Winx Club Aisha Novels & Stories

There was a strange beauty to the way she moved, a perfect blend of power and elegance. Her wolf had radiated raw energy, her movements sharp, precise, and filled with an instinctive understanding of battle. At that time, her wolf was a secret to others, appearing only before me and the members of the Council. Even then, I had known that Ashina was extraordinary. She was more than just a skilled warrior—she was a force of nature with aim. As I reflected on the past, I realised that my admiration for her had never faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger over time.

‘Say the word and I’ll drag you into the forest—I’ll make sure everyone can hear how addicting your little whimpers sound. “Oh, Alex is here! I have to introduce you to her, Luna!” Cassidy’s soprano broke the spell between Asher and I, drawing my attention to a dark-haired girl nearby. She stood at one of those cheap plastic tables, grabbing at the various bottles of cheap liquor as she poured and mixed them into a single cup. As she flipped her hair over her shoulder, I noticed the distinctive lime-green streak running down the side of her head. “She’s Asher’s cousin, and she’s been chomping at the bit to meet you! Especially after last night’s announcement.” “You can call me Lola—"

I also knew that she didn't make idle remarks, especially regarding people's lives. “Who’s the crazy old bat?” Aisha asked Colin, as if it were his fault. Aisha had the strongest personality among the four of us. She’s also the most eye-catching--at six-foot-one, with smooth chocolate skin and doll-like features, her dyed pink hair artfully braided down her back with dark-red flowers the same shade as her skin-tight dress, she embodied the title ‘top model’. No one would mistake her for anything less. Bea stepped forward protectively, "What do you mean by that?" she demanded. "Are you saying Alisa is in danger?"

There was no denying she carried herself with the same unshakable regality Val had been told she herself projected and Val really couldn’t yet tell if that was coincidence or intent. Was she wealthy? Married into wealth? Born into wealth? Either way she looked like one of either. “Everyone,” Aisha began, her voice a little hoarse probably from yelling at the employees downstairs, “I want you to meet our newest ambassador, Saskia Hartmann.” She smiled as she gestured to the woman. “She’s joining us from the Seville branch, and I’m sure you’ll be seeing her in more campaigns going forward.”

A necessary move to crush the cheating narrative before it spread any further. Nothing more. I felt the tension in her body the moment I wrapped my arm around her waist. She was stiff. Resistant. Good. She understood the weight of this. “But she’s a commoner!” A reporter shouted. I didn’t hesitate. “She is Aisha Manchester, from the Manchester family. The second dynasty that shaped Winchester into what it is today. Sister to Ethan, CEO of Manchester Group.” Silence. Then shock rippled through the room like a wave. Aisha had always stayed hidden. Low profile. Detached from the family empire. Unknown.

I nodded before seeing the lovely woman, the witch queen, come to my side. "It's a huge honor to meet a Luna of your caliber ... Scarlett spoke to me about you in very complimentary terms, an alpha of incredible power, you are a blessed couple and I am pleased to meet you. Dear Queen, allow me to introduce myself, I am Aisha." My heart skipped a beat, how can you be so beautiful and graceful? In no way do I question my sexual orientation but this woman is too good, not the bullshit Selena used to do instead, that's a real woman.

But the twins weren’t done. Kai suddenly jumped off the couch, grabbing Ashwin’s hands. “We gotta make a secret club! The Snake Family Club!” Koa gasped. “YES!” Ashwin groaned again, head falling back. “Why me?” Ishaan, watching all of this with his usual smug amusement, leaned in close and whispered, “Because you’re their mother, baby.” Ashwin just whined. “Bath first, club later” Samir repeated, already leading the way.

After shedding off her standoff-ish skin, Aisha begged Ursa to stop calling her Princess, knowing that it was only being used to mock her. “I can show you! I can prove myself! What are you doing today? We can head down to the training grounds for the knights-- I’ll show you what I’ve got!” Aisha’s change in demeanor gave Ursa whiplash, but she was slowly becoming accustomed to it. The girl was still young and a slave to her emotions, as most teenagers were. A couple of mood swings didn’t hurt anyone, just left them dazed and confused.

I just plucked it out of my closet. I grabbed my phone and called my best friend. Aisha is a beta. Beta ranks from seven hundred downwards to be things like teachers, philosophers, and anything that involves discovering and passing on information. She’s a federal informant for the Dark Moon pack. “Yay, you’re married.” she didn’t sound excited, and honestly, neither did i. “Let’s be real, I made a mistake.”

How many she-wolves could say they’d been in my situation? “To make a very long and arduous story short, my mate is getting married to my bitch of a half-sister. His half-brother, my other mate, is likely going to be his best-man.” That sobered Aisha up quickly. Her jaw snapped shut. It took her a few seconds to process my words, but when she did she gave me a curt nod. “What’s the plan, Luna?” I relayed my plan to her and watched as each emotion flitted across her face. Aisha was a very expressive person, a quality I found myself liking immensely. There was no hiding with her. She felt everything openly had had no qualms about sharing it.