Novels by Bianca Louise

I bit my lip. "You make me feel like a girl.""You are a girl," he said, his warm breath tickling my skin. "I mean a normal one... I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when June called me pretty. I've never been called that in my life. I was just happy not being a freak." "You're not a freak."I closed my eyes, frustrated with him for being so close and not touching me. I wanted him to kiss me, and I wanted to hit him for not doing it. Why wasn't he doing it?"Will you kiss me already?" I whispered, opening my violet eyes to look at him."I can't." "Do you even want to?""You have no idea how much," he said, his hand hovering a breath away from my bruised cheek. I felt my insides boil. He was refusing me out of duty? This can't be happening. Again. Would I never come first? I rolled away from him and sat up."What are you doing?""Nothing," I said, stripping off the last of my clothes before lying back down."That's no

"In case you hadn't noticed," I said, closing the gap between us, "I'm not your typical girl. And this whole jealousy crap you're pulling isn’t going to fly with me. Grey is not interested in me, he's helping me out, that's it."She lifted her chin, her eyes narrowing. "Say what you like, but you're playing with fire."I shook my head and left the bathroom. Talk about jealous banshee, and over what? Grey? Yeah he was hot and it’s not like the thought hadn't crossed my mind a time or two now that Aaron was out of the picture, but Grey wasn't into me. He'd kept his eyes to himself, which said a lot about a man’s interest level. He was choosing to keep things professional. Kind of."You alright?" he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear. I nodded, forcing myself to stab a chip with my fork and take a bite. "So Fayle," June said, looking up from her half eaten plate, "Why did you run away to your... What did you call him? Rude sod of a

The name above our restaurant was The Laughing Marionette, though from all outside appearances there was nothing humorous or even remotely distinguishing between it or any of the others in the district. We walked through the open door, to be bombarded with colour. Well, varying shades of one colour. The entire establishment was dripping with red. Red walls, red carpets, red table cloths, red roses in red vases, surrounded by red wax candles. If you were ever going to murder someone in a public place, this is where you'd do it. You could shove the body under any one of these long table cloths and no one would notice until it started smelling. I wrinkled my nose at the thought. At least the gold leafed trim broke it up a little. Grey nodded to the woman dressed in a red skirt and an almost pink shirt at the front door, and she let us pass the small line unhindered. He led us up the red stained stairwell against the far wall to the second floor. There was only half the amou

"I thought you were just getting me some basics.""So did I.""So what's all this?" "The basics, according to the girl behind the counter. She was around the same size as you so I told her to get what she thought while I sat on a chair and contemplated not killing myself.""You don't mean it," I said, smiling at his lingering distress. "Yes, I do. And you better hope it all fits because I'm not going back.”I picked the bags up and took them over to the bed, aware of him following me. "Curious huh?" "You'd be too if you knew how much I spent."“My Uncle with pay you back.”I emptied the first bag, relieved to see two pairs of jeans fall out. One was faded blue, the other dark denim, both hipsters and both the right size. The next bag had three sets of underwear, a white set with inbuilt push-ups and matching boy legs, the same set in black, and a dark red set made of sheer lace with a matching g-string. "Y

I finished my toast and got up, needing to pee. He'd left the bathroom in a mess, so I straitened it up while I was there. It really was boring here on your own, and I quickly understood why he loved his TV so much. All three channels of it. I sighed, flicking it off again. It had only been half an hour. I walked over to his bed and lay down. It was still early and the chances of Lills being asleep and waiting was tiny, but I couldn't help but wonder. I hadn’t had the courage to go there yet, not with the news I carried. But I was finally alone, safe and feeling homesick for her. I closed my eyes and slipped the silver band from my finger. The back of my eyelids glowed white and the world around me changed. I was standing in the middle of our room at the scorchers nest. I let out a defeated sigh, knowing it'd been too much to hope for. I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the cur

"My sister and I had been shadow hunting for eight months when we met them. There were three of them. They offered their resources in return for ours. We didn't know they were Scorchers, we just knew we couldn't turn their food and light connections down. I was injured two months ago, saving us from two taken and they thought I was dying. They took us to one of their nests, fixed me up and sent me on my way.""And your sister?""She stayed behind."He sat back, studying me. "Do you know where the nest is?""No. I was unconscious when I arrived and blindfolded when we left."He nodded. "Why were you shadow hunting?""We were searching for our brother. The scorchers were searching for one of their own." "You know I'm obligated to report this.""I know," I said, spinning my ring. And now for the next part. If I'd trusted him enough to say this much... What did I have left to loose? My odds were already near impossible."But my gut is