Bianca Di Angelo Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

He glares at her but she has her head low so I can’t really tell if she’s sincere and I’m getting a terrible impression of him. He doesn’t have the guts to offer, but his wife does and now his skin is pale. No wonder Katrina had to leave him. I hear Bianca is a well-known Gamma in black fang, confident and beautiful, but also one of the best warriors. I hope I’m not wrong about her. “Send you? What if it’s too late?” I ask her as she bows her head even more into submission. It’s a sight I have gotten used to and I don’t mind.

"You, Miss Bianca." "Don't try to control or use me for your own gain," Bianca continued. "I'm not Theo who wants to forgive you just like that and let your mouths continue thor raise your voice, so that Bianca resumes what she's saying. “You don't even want to apologize to my older brother for all that you've done so far.” Along with her anger, Bianca's irises turned deep red, with her fangs showing, letting her vampire aura spread throughout the meeting room.

Mordecai roared, rising, clapping and reaching for his gun. But Bianca was faster. Her pistol flashed into her hand, pointed straight at his chest. The hall froze. I stared at her. Saving me? Or killing me? She was fire wrapped in silk. Unpredictable. Deadly. Mordecai sneered. “If you want to live long enough to see grandchildren, girl, step aside.” Bianca’s smile turned wicked. “You forget. I am Mafia too. And not just any Mafia. I’m the descendant of the villain you all fear.”

Even though we're not related but I feel a very deep connection with him and I don't know why, he once mentioned that I remind him of Sienna. Since I opened my eyes ten years ago and glared at him I felt a connection. He's the only person close to me right now and I'm not losing him even if I have to die doing so but I'm not dying right now, I have a mission to complete. I'm going for them, I'm going to be their worst nightmare. The queen of terror. They call me, Amphitrite the dark angel.

I demanded. Bianca, widely acknowledged as the future Luna and partner of Nathan, fixed me with a look of deep animosity. "The problem is, you're the omega bitch. My grandmother said you're cursed, and I have to deal with you right here, right now. If I don't, I risk losing my place as Luna!" "Cursed? What are you talking about?" I was puzzled. "You're a Luna Fate Stealer!" Bianca lunged at me, seeming like her hatred for her was reaching a crescendo. Bianca, who had grown up believing she was destined to become the Luna, found it unbearable that I might take her place.

“What do you mean by this, Bianca? Are you protecting the rascal who crippled my son, Ferb?” Everyone turned to look at Bianca. They thought that she would back off after finding out the truth of the matter. However, her answer astonished everyone present. “What if I am?” Bianca tilted her head to the side and sniggered. “Mr. Horton, are you planning to hurt the man I love and trying to stop me from protecting him?” This shocked everyone. Did they hear it right? Did Bianca just say that Chase was the man she loved? Everyone knew that Bianca Cooper was one of the four beauties of South River City. She was known to have a cold personality and had the nickname of Ice Queen. She had never given

"Don't you ever disappear on me again, Angel Hart, I mean it, I actually prayed for the first time in my life!" Bianca stands a few steps back, arms crossed, studying her nails like she couldn’t care less. “Oh, good. You’re back,” she says flatly. Then, without missing a beat, she pulls a folded list from her bag and shoves it into my hands. It’s filled with outfit ideas, lip tints, and colors, all written in her neat, slanted handwriting. A whole page just for me. “I made this list while you were gone, just in case you came back. But since you’re really here, don’t ask questions. Just say thank you.”

"So why are you angry, then?" Bianca choked on her voice. "I'm angry because of what a cheap wh*re you are! Who dare you remain by Anthony's side looking like that? You should get as far away from him as possible and go to hell!" "Don't worry. If I'm going to hell, I'll be sure to drag you down with me," Anne retorted. Furious, Bianca said, "As if you are capable of doing that! I want to see how you can manage that!" She turned to enter one of the rooms, before returning with a table lamp in hand and slamming it onto the ground at the balcony.

The sudden weight of the bag pulled sharply against her taped ribs, sending a fresh wave of pain through her torso, but she hardened her jaw and ignored the protest of her body. Before turning away for good, she cast one final, lingering look into the glass. The girl named Angela was completely gone. In her place stood a mysterious, defiant stranger who had built an entire identity on a dangerous foundation of lies and sheer willpower. She was heading straight into the heart of Accademia Alpha—a fortress of elite predators where a single slip of the tongue meant certain death.

he sighs. “My mom?” “And you.” “How could one angel possibly be more powerful than the Council?” I ask. “Yeah even Luciana was almost killed―well she technically was killed by the Council,” Diana chimes in. Logan frowns. “Do you know who your father was Luciana?” I open my mouth to respond but nothing comes out. I try to think but I can’t even recall his name―only the name my mother used. “My mom used to call him Luca.”