Percy Jackson Bianca Di Angelo Novels & Stories

“What now? Going to scare me into talking? You don’t have it in you to hit a woman, Luca. That’s not your style.” I tilted my head, gaze cold. “You’re right. I won’t lay a hand on you.” I stepped aside, and from the shadows emerged Bianca—a ruthless enforcer, known in our circles as La Dama di Dolore, the Lady of Pain. She wore a tailored black suit, her dark hair sleek back, eyes sharp as razors. Her reputation preceded her. Alicia’s smirk faltered. Bianca cracked her knuckles. “We’ll see how talkative you are soon enough.”

She was sure that Fuchsia would have been able to tell them, being a fairy and all, and yet at the time she hadn’t been able to think of anything other than ripping the fairy’s wings off for laying a hand on Layon. Layon offered her a dark and smoldering look of disapproval before turning his full attention back to Jason. Angel tried to listen in on the conversation but the long distance of the call, coupled with her own distance from Layon and the traffic that was buzzing past the airport, made it almost impossible to pick up what Jason was saying. All she managed to pick up was that Jason knew the number of a car service in Italy that could take them there. Angel scoffed to herself. Of cou

I hum. Then, I point to the sky and say, “That one’s Bella, she looks bright and elegant.” Bianca chuckles. “You know, ever since I turned fourteen, I accepted the fact that she’s gone, however, I stuck to doing this with Alessandro because we got to bond over something.” I nod and say, “You’re a kind soul, Bee. You’re the angel. Although you call me one, it’s you who is one.” She says, “Well, you’re one too. You’re an angel to this family.”

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.

All the while we were talking, he spoke in Italian, while I replied in English. "What about Bianca? I need to make her pay for almost killing me," I frowned, and Angelo stared at me. "What's wrong?" I mumbled. Angelo hesitated before speaking: "Bianca is dead." My eyes widened in shock. "What?!" I gasped. "How... how is she dead?" "Don Alessio killed her. He was furious about what she did to you, so he killed her without hesitation. She's buried here in the clan, but like an animal," Angelo replied.

Yet, she died and I was still waiting. “You lowly Omega!” She yelled to me. ‘It is really painful, hard to breathe, my organs inside my stomach feel like they're throwing up.’ Kneeling on the dirty floor of the dark valley, I locked eyes with Bianca, the Luna of our community, the most beautiful princess from the wealthy beta family, and a local model. “Why did you kick me?” “You lowly Omega, how dare you seduce my Alpha?” She was angry and kicked me again. This time she kicked my chest, and I felt my ribcage truly hurt, maybe broken. “You parentless bitch!”

*********** Bianca tucked Shina into bed after reading her a bedtime story. "Whatever I'm doing, I'm doing it for your own good, don't ever hate me in the future if you ever get to find out the wrong things I have done. But then, you know the Hunterlinks don't feel guilty so I will never be guilty of anything. Good night, my Angel," she said and got herself in bed and then closed her eyes with plans mapped out in her head. She had her plans ready for tomorrow, she just has to accomplish them. ********

Vampire. Bianca looked at the girl's movements, her steps were quick and anger oozed from her presence. Bianca smirked, the girl was charging straight for her, she stood up and crossed her arms, knowing very well if an attack was to come, the girl would stand no chance. "Hello there... Bianca." the girls voice poured like poison. She knew her name, Bianca raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "To whom do I owe the pleasure?" she asked, her accent immediately changing.

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?"

"I gave you the coordinates of Chika's private alliance! Why are you punishing my loyalty?" Bianca’s knuckles were split from the impact, the dark silver aura surrounding her fist vibrating with raw, unspent lethal pressure. "You didn't give me an advantage, you idiot. You dragged me into a closed bunker with five armed sector heirs and let a street-born stray put his claws on my face in front of my own enforcers."