Call Bianca Novels & Stories

The Shadow Howlers Pack is the lycan king's chosen pack to assist with investigations and finding packs who are involved in criminal activity. Gunnar is the current alpha, and he hasn't found his mate yet. When he finds his mate Bianca, she is ready to leave the Last Moon pack. However, once they leave, they find out they may need to return because everything is not as it seems. King Zaiden trusts the Shadow Howlers more than any other pack, so when his new queen is threatened, he calls on them for help. Will the pack be successful in saving the queen from those who want her dead? Is there more to the queen than anyone realizes? Many secrets are revealed in this book that will keep you on your toes, always guessing what's going to happen next.

At the team dinner, everyone started hyping Peggy Madoff and me up to call our partners. Before I could even move, Peggy—runner-up to my top spot—whipped out her phone. "Babe, everyone's making me call you!" she giggled. On the line? Gerard Busch. Yeah, the CEO. He laughed. "Guess I'll be counting on you all to look after Peggy," he said. Cue the gasps and cheers. I just kept downing my wine. Because Gerard? He was my husband.

She was the perfect mafia wife until her husband demanded an open marriage like it was another business deal. He expected her to break Instead, she reached for revenge by committing the ultimate sin in their world, she chooses her own desire. One night. One call boy. One sin she thought she could bury. But the man she paid wasn’t a call boy at all he was Cassian Moretti, the most dangerous Mafia Don in the city… and her husband’s worst enemy. Their night together should’ve ruined her Instead, it awakened something feral. Weeks later, a missed cycle exposes the truth and Cassian finds her again, cornering her with a smile sharp enough to cut wind. “A call boy, huh? Sweetheart… you bought the wrong man.” Now she’s trapped between a husband who wants control and a ruthless Don who wants obsession. Forbidden. Explosive. Unhinged. Some affairs start wars. This one may end a marriage… and ignite a bloodline.

My daughter has a sudden allergic reaction, and my husband, an expert in these things, is the only one who can save her. I call him at this critical juncture, but his childhood sweetheart is the one who answers. "Clinton is busy. He wants me to tell you not to call him if it's not important." There's no time for me to get mad. I say anxiously, "Tell him to come to the hospital now. Ivy has had an allergic reaction and is waiting for him to save her." Clinton Reeves says impatiently, "Gemma and I are just watching a soccer match. Do you have to joke around with Ivy's life? I'm so disappointed in you." Later, Ivy dies in the hospital, her body covered in rashes. I wipe my tears and call Clinton once more. I say icily, "Let's get a divorce." The first thing I hear is his and Gemma Walken's laughter. After a while, he says, "Sure, but Ivy is mine."

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"

As I head to see my boyfriend, Howard Schultz, who is working late, I get into a car accident. I call him dozens of times for help, but he doesn't answer a single one. Staring at his brightly lit office building not far away, I sink into despair. When I wake up in the hospital, I see a post from his subordinate. It's a picture showing the reflection of the two of them in the glass door, standing far closer than they should, with the caption, "What do I do when my boss is scolding me late at night?" Unwilling to believe it, I call him again. This time, he finally answers. My voice trembles. "Howard, I got into a car accident…" "Celine, I'm still working. I'll send my assistant to take care of it, okay? Be good. I'll see you after I come back from my business trip." I try to say more, but his angry shout suddenly cuts through the line. "Crystal Jennings! You're only allowed to bring one suitcase for this trip. Why do you have three? Do you think we're going on vacation?" Crystal Jennings—the new intern Howard just hired. I stare at the disconnected call, tears drying on my cheeks. I then call my parents instead. "I agree to the engagement you arranged."

Mira De Vera only wants one thing: to get her eight-year-old sister into a hospital bed before it’s too late. But in a world of “no cash, no admit,” mercy comes with strings. When Mira crosses paths with Adrian Valezco—the cold, untouchable heir behind the foundation banners—he offers a way out: he’ll cover Eli’s admission and move her to the front of the line. The price? A one-year marriage contract. Quiet. Legal. Controlled. Now Mira faces an impossible choice: sign a deal that could save her sister… or protect her freedom and scholarship as rumors explode, an investigation closes in, and anonymous warnings hit her phone: Bianca doesn’t lose. Neither does Darius. Because if Mira steps into Adrian’s world, she won’t just become his wife in public. She’ll become a target.

By the ninety-ninth day of Lux Vitale’s disappearance, all of Sicily had already accepted that she was dead. The Antara family held a funeral grand enough to shake the entire underworld. Standing before her grave, Lorenzo Antara, Don of the Antara family and her husband, mourned openly in front of police officials, family lawyers, and powerful business associates. Under the glare of reporters’ cameras, he even swore that for the next three years, no woman would ever take Lux’s place. However, when Lux finally returned to the seaside estate on Long Island, wounded, limping, and barely alive after months of captivity, she discovered that Lorenzo had not only broken his promise– He had already given another woman everything that once belonged to her. And that woman was none other than Bianca Vitale. The sister who had shared her name.

"DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL A RANDOM OMEGA?!" Jacob shouted. Sydney looked at him in disbelief and cried. She got her coat and ran out. "DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!" she shouted "You know you and Jacob are really cowards," Nia said to Kevin "What does that have to do with anything?" Kevin asked and looked at her, getting angry. "YOU BOTH TREAT US LIKE WE ARE THE CALL GIRLS THAT YOU HAVE SEX WITH AND WE AREN'T!" Nia shouted and slammed the door in his face and wiped her tears. "I'm Done" The girls texted the alpha.

"From now on, whenever you call me ‘Daddy’ in public, only you and I will know the true meaning behind it," said Gabriel Bloodfang. Every time I call him Daddy, only the two of us understand the truth hidden behind that word. To the world, I’m just a human girl saved by Alpha Bloodfang. To the Pack, I’m nothing more than a lucky adopted daughter. But to me, Daddy is everything, he’s my first love and my forbidden desire. One look from him makes my blood tremble. One touch from him ignites a fire that no law could ever extinguish.