Novels by Babey Bianca

Ariana Months had passed since that tense Christmas dinner. Autumn was already creeping in… I’d buried myself in work and the wedding preparations. Of course, it was all a distraction from thinking about Kai. The crescent moon scar on my wrist had faded slightly into a faint silver mark, making it barely noticeable until the light caught it just right. Most days I’d try to gaslight myself into thinking that the blizzard, the estate, and the dashing man with silver eyes had all been a fever dream. But who was I kidding? It was sadly all real and as much as I hated it, it’d been my reality sometime ago even if I’d chosen to stay clear of it. Night after night, that fever dream kept coming back anyway. Just this midnight, I’d jolted awake drenched in sweat, sheet twisted around my hips with my breath coming in shallow gasps. My skin was very flushed, my thighs pressed tight against each other as my heart pounded loudly against my che

Ariana stood at the counter, rolling out dough for the cranberry-brie puff pastry bites Lena had sworn would “ wow” Jake’s parents. Flour dusted her black sweater like fake snow and the fairy lights that strung over the window twinkled mockingly at her. Wham! Lena slammed the door even harder than necessary. “ I can’t believe you said yes, Ari.” Ari’s fingers stilled on the rolling pin. Even she couldn’t believe it herself. Was she delusional that things would work out or was this a way to downplay what Jake had done to her? Either way, he’d come to his senses and proposed and so she had to protect what they had left of the relationship. After all, they'd been together for three years. She sighed tiredly. “ You’ve made that clear, Lena. Multiple times.” “ Well, it doesn’t seem to be getting into your head, girl. Multiple times isn’t enough,” Lena wiped her hands on a dish towel, her eyes sharp

“ Sir, Miss Blake has been delivered safely to her apartment.” “And?” Kai didn’t turn to look back at his driver. He stood at the door to the ceiling window with his hands clasped behind his back. He stared blankly at the city lights that shone and twinkled like shattered stars … he couldn’t make anything of them. In fact, he couldn’t make anything of whatever he was feeling at the moment. The faint scar on his wrist – the perfect twin to the one he’d left on her skin hadn’t stopped aching from the time she left. Not even for a second. “ Sir?” “ What?” “ I said a guy was waiting outside when we got there.” Shoot. He’d spaced out. He was having a hard time focusing because he couldn’t stop thinking about her. However, Jovan’s info had jolted him back to reality. He felt the room getting colder and colder. His jaw locked as he quickly turned to face his driver. “ What do you mean you saw a man waiting outside? Who was he?

Ariana I didn't even know where I was but I had a grave feeling that I wasn't home. The ceiling above me beamed with dark wood, a dazzling chandelier of antlers and crystal catching the firelight. The bed was enormous– cozy and spacious, draped in luxurious fur over smooth expensive sheets that felt so soft against my skin. Outside the tall glass windows was the snow hammering against the glass, the world outside becoming a blank white void. Then the memories came crashing in: Jake’s cheating, me running blindly into the night, the wolf attack. And him… the stranger who came to my rescue with the glowing eyes, claws, and wounds closing as they'd never been there. He wasn't human. I had seen it. Or maybe I was losing my mind. I sat up slowly, my head throbbing painfully from tears and terror. Everything was going to be fine, I told myself over and over, like a prayer. My wrist ached terribly. I pu

One year ago Ariana I stood frozen in the hallway of our apartment, the grocery bags slowly slipping from my numb fingers to thud softly on the hardwood floor. One of the milk cartons I'd bought split open, the white milk spilling across the wood. He was on the couch…our couch. The couch we’d picked out together last year was because of its beautiful blue shade. His shirt was unbuttoned and she was straddling him. Pain pierced my chest as I watched her tangle her hands in his hair, pulling him closer as they moaned noisily with their mouths tangled together. I must have made a sound… I didn't notice that I did. A choked gasp, maybe. Or perhaps it was the crash of the bags. Whatever it was, Jake’s head snapped up, his eyes wide with shock that quickly melted into guilt. “Ari…” His