Percy Jackson Bianca Novels & Stories

It was thick, suffocating and wrapping around me like a cold blooded animal. “I came with a gift,” Bianca said. “She's a spy from the Ironclad pack. Sent by Daemon to watch my movements in and out of your perimeters,” “You haven't been here in weeks,” “You wanted me to get rid of a child. My child,” she snapped. I almost went out of character. Child?

"Then let them try. I will burn before I let them take him." ****** That night, Bianca stood before a mirror in her lavish suite across the city. Her fingers traced her reflection as though she were sculpting destiny itself. "You heard him, didn't you?" she whispered to herself, recalling the moment Luca murmured Alessia's name. The sound of it still made her stomach twist with rage. She pulled a vial from a velvet box, A vial of dark, shimmering liquid gifted to her by her son, Jackson. "This time," she hissed, her eyes gleaming, "it won't matter what name he whispers. Because when he wakes, his soul will already belong to me."

“Jessica?” She turned to find Bianca hovering in the hallway, worry etched on her face. Bianca was in her forties, Latina, with warm brown eyes and hands that had held Jessica through more panic attacks than she could count. She was the closest thing Jessica had to a friend, which was pathetic considering she literally paid Bianca to be here. “He’s gone,” Jessica said. Bianca’s expression transformed from worry to something that looked like joy. “He believed you?” “Every word.”

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.

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—”

Once she replaced Chika’s ghost in his mind, the Blackwell syndicate throne would be hers to command. Bianca glided down the grand staircase toward the lower tier, ordering the kitchen staff to pack a thermal container with premium blood-broth and rare boar cuts. Helena Whitmore looked up from her morning ledger, her sharp eyes taking in her younger daughter’s pristine appearance. “Are you deploying to a border negotiation today, Bianca? Your armor is exceptionally refined.” Bianca checked her lipstick in the reflection of a polished silver platter, her voice ringing with absolute confidence. “Do not fret over my movements, Mother. I am initiating a major acquisition. I will explain the deta

There was an awkward silence between them until the kids got on it once more. Kiara tugged his shirt with a pout "Uncle, we won't be having milkshakes today because you helped our mummy" Bianca frowned, when did shey turn into a 'mummy'? She flashed an awkward smile to the guy who was now staring at her weirdly.. "Umm hi again, I'm Charles Gray" Bianca accepted his hand with a smile "Bianca Greg" Her mind did a quick replay to his last name, he couldn't be from the Gray's right?

My brows lifted in question when Luca looked my way, and he simply smirked and wiggled his fingers at me, making me roll my eyes. “Hmph. I still think it’s that Bianca girl,” the brunette whispered to her friend, nodding toward the classroom door. “I mean, she’s already a good match for him, being the Alpha daughter of Stoneridge pack and all, plus they’re both so good-looking.” Right. A match made in fucking Heaven. I glanced over at Bianca, who had just entered the room. Her eyes flicked to me and she waved, smiling, but it was Kael who she was really looking at as she sauntered across the room and came to stand beside me.

“How is Bianca?” “She’s fine. Absolutely fine. She’s gone with that vampire, the big blonde one with gender dysphoria, to meet the covens. I was in town, helping to create diversions when you arrived and,” he gestured around them to indicate that he had been with them ever since.

“ He said and hugged her. Bianca was staring at them afar off. She was on her way to get some poisonous herbs to terminate a pregnancy when she saw them enter the garden. She followed and she boiled in anger as she watched them. " She has Cole, now she has him too. Never! I would never let that happen. Cole is mine! Jon is mine! They're both mine. “ She muttered under her breath. " How does she always get the cute guys? “ She wondered loudly. " No worries. I'll make sure she regret coming here soon. “ She said and walked away. “ I need to go back now. See you tomorrow." Bellamy said and pecked his right cheek before leaving.