Bianca From Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Angel said, flashing her a saccharine smile. Damn. She was so fucking hot in this element of hers. Although, she was also equal parts eerie. The Angel that everyone else saw was sweet as molasses. This Angel was tough as nails and determined to fulfil her duty to ensure the safety of others. Bianca and Sharice were threats. “We go to school together,” Bianca said after a moment of contemplation. Did she really think that puny answer would be enough to save her? Apparently, she did. If Zade was here, he would have called her a fucking idiot in three different languages.

Bianca asked as we trudged through a large field. “Hmm," I hummed a response and she sighed in relief. I snapped my eyes at her, not able to withhold the questions on my mind. “Who is that girl?" She looked at me, her lips twitched up in annoyance. “She is the Lycan princess, the sister of the Lycan kings," she replied, and my heart skipped. Her words confirmed my suspicion. “Are they all so rude?" I scoffed, narrowing my eyes. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a smile dart across Bianca's face.

Bianca barely had time to open her mouth before the witch's sweet voice was heard from the side. "Our friend, B. Is finally with us!" said Dhara dramatically, looking at her over from head to toe. "Interesting choice of outfit..." The witch suddenly fell silent. Amber was shaking from head to toe and could not look up. Bianca was standing between Augustine and Dhara, just in front of the bar. She let out a small, muffled cry as she recognized the two arms that had come to rest on the bar on either side of her waist. She was thus held captive between Mr. Fantastic and the wooden counter.

shouted the only woman confronting the Omegas from across the street. I turned to see Bianca, the daughter of Beta Louis, the right hand of Alpha Savio, and one of the people who cared for me in the village. Bianca crossed the street with elegance, showcasing her height as she took firm steps that highlighted her strong character. That made the wolves move away from me, and finally, my friend approached with a furrowed brow. "Are you okay?" "Yes, Bianca, I'm fine," I said with a smile. "Are you still sick?"

“Because unlike you who had her boyfriend to tell her, I had no one, not even my dear lovely daddy.” Once again Gustav sighs, which Agatha notices he has been doing a lot lately. “Well I’m telling you now. Bianca was the daughter of Benjamin Clayton, the leader of the Black Wolves. We had been allies for…as long as I can remember. Until things went…haywire.” “What happened?” Soralina asks, making Gustav turn towards. “Jongil happened.” Oh okay.

The moment my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. **Alpha Lorenzo Bianchi - POV** I watched Gabriel dance with the woman on the dance floor, stealing furtive glances at the girl seated a few chairs away from me. Ever since that incident, I had buried myself in work to avoid women, but she felt different. It had been an hour since she walked into the bar, and I couldn’t shake the feeling she ignited something deep within me. Unlike the other women here, she wasn’t dressed provocatively, yet there was something undeniably pretty about her that drew me in.

I swear to God, I will bury him. I’m not going to sleep. I’m not going to eat. I’m not going to rest until I get her back. And when I do, nothing not Evelyn, not this company, not the law will stop me from destroying Colden and everyone working under his name. He took Bianca. And now, he’s declared war. Bianca POV The slap comes so fast I didn't even see it, I barely registered the pain till after two seconds I felt a hand across my cheek.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Maybe he was just like me, trapped, but one thing was for sure, One way or another I was going to find him. The door behind me swung open with a sudden rush, the hinges creaked and quickly I spun around, with my bow still poised, ready to attack. But it wasn't him instead, the stern form of my aunt stood in the doorway. Lady Blaire’ “What is this ridiculous display, Daciana?” she shrieked her voice dripped with disdain. "Must you persist with these childish antics? Put that weapon away before it becomes the subject of palace gossip.” I lowered the bow slowly, my hands trembling, though I tried to mask it with a quick bow of my own. “My apologies, Aunt Blaire,” I murmured. “I thought—”