Bianca Alexa Santos Novels & Stories

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You keep calling me a whore but when will you start treating me like one and fuck me." He was resisting. I knew it. I didn't know why but I hated him for doing so.

A 10-day contract. A dangerous obsession. A love that breaks all the rules. Vera Santos thought she could survive ten days as her boss’s personal plaything. But Jackson Taylor is more than dominant, he’s damaged, dark, and devastatingly irresistible. As lust turns into something deeper, secrets, stalkers, and betrayal threaten to destroy everything. She wanted freedom. He wanted control. Neither expected love. Now? Neither can live without it.

When my husband, Robert Bowen, takes his assistant, Bianca Strickland, to a prenatal checkup, I'm being kissed by his 18-year-old version in a corner. "You're already 30 years old, yet why do you smell so nice and taste so kissable? I love you so much, honey! "By the way, where did my 30-year-old self go? Why didn't he come pick you up after work?" I push the 18-year-old Robert away helplessly, only to meet the icy gaze of his 30-year-old self from afar. "You already have a young side piece, and yet you still can't bear to get a divorce from me? Don't make me look down on you, Kaitlyn Hudson." As I watch Robert leaving the hospital with his arm around Bianca, his 18-year-old self begins throwing a temper tantrum in my arms. "That idiot! How dare he speak to my wife in such an arrogant manner! I might as well commit suicide right now so that he'll disappear from this world permanently!"

Years ago, Bianca Russell was just a frightened girl, cornered by danger, when a mysterious boy, Marcello Rossi, stepped in and saved her. His price for rescuing her wasn’t money or gratitude—he claimed her as his own, binding her to a promise she could never forget. But when tragedy struck and her mother’s death forced her to flee the city, she left everything behind—including him. Now, she’s back, working her first shift at the elite Silver Stork club. But trouble finds her again when a powerful mafia boss sets his sights on her, unaware she already belongs to another. Just when she thinks she’s trapped, Marcello reappears—the boy who once saved her, now a man, dark, powerful, and determined to reclaim what’s his. Now owned by two dangerous mafia bosses, Bianca must decide: Will she surrender to the man who once owned her, or follow her heart and fight for her freedom?

A week before Easter, Adrian gave me seven days off and had a ticket to Stockholm slipped into my bag. I thought he was finally learning how to care. Then I heard him talking to our son on the staircase. “Dad, are you really going to marry Aunt Bianca? What about Mom?” Noah was holding his model car, trying to sound brave. Adrian was quiet for a moment. “It’s only a legal marriage. Matteo is gone. Bianca and Sophia are exposed, and I can’t leave them that way. They need the DeLuca name for protection.” “Does Mom know?” “She can’t know.” His voice softened. “Keep this from her, Noah. On your birthday, I’ll buy you that Aston Martin model you want.” So the ticket was never a gift. It was a way to move me out of the picture. If he could put his family name on another woman, even for show, then I could take back the pride and ambition I had buried in this marriage. This time, when I left for the north, I would not come back.

Angela Santos, an innocent but independent woman has been waiting for her childhood bestfriend and first love Carlo ever since he moved away to study abroad. Angela believes that someday, her first love will come back. Until Lucifer Moden came, the first love of her best friend. Being extremely arrogant and hurting the feelings of Angela's bestfriend, Lucifer received a powerful punch from Angela that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

Alexa Nicky only hopes that her six months in Forks won't be cruel and boring. She hates how gloomy the town is, and how she has to live with her crush who is now her stepbrother. However, when she is faced with a werewolf and a vampire fighting over her, she wonders if moving to Forks is still boring. *** "So how is it? Do you still choose that dog over me? Or do you want me to pump harder?" "Oh, shut up, Nicho!"

My husband Divorced me because I was poor. He cheated on me with his secretary and accused me of a crime I didn't commit. Three days after my Divorce, ten luxurious cars in a convoy, packed before me. "Miss Alexa Sullivan, you are the Duke's Daughter and the lost Heiress to the Sullivan Empire!" Now, that I am a billionaire, my aim is to make everyone who hurt me in the past suffer for their sin and make all of them go on their feet and worship Me!

“One life saved. One soul claimed.” “You belong to me now, little bird. You saved my life, and now I will spend mine claiming yours.” Cardiovascular nurse Ava Moreles thought saving a dying stranger was just another day at the hospital. She had no idea that pulling Dario Santos back from death’s door would seal her own fate. Dario Santos doesn’t just rule the underworld—he owns it. And now, he’s decided he owns her too. When he crashes her wedding with blood on his hands and possession in his eyes, Ava realizes the man she saved isn’t just dangerous—he’s obsessed. With her. Torn between the safe love she’s always known and the consuming fire of a man who would burn the world down for her, Ava must navigate a treacherous path where every choice could be her last. In Dario’s dark empire, love isn’t just dangerous—it’s deadly. But as the line between captive and willing participant begins to blur, Ava discovers the most terrifying truth of all: the monster she’s supposed to fear might be the only one who truly sees her soul. Will she surrender to the darkness that calls to her? Or will fighting for her freedom cost more than she’s willing to pay? Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are worth killing for.

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.