Angels Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

I had read that in university. I didn't realize that I was actually staring at him without blinking. My eyes were watering because I didn't blink at all. He snapped his fingers twice in front of my eyes to pull me back to the real world. I blinked a few times and shut my mouth. I was definitely behaving like a total idiot in front of him. But it was not my fault. He just told me something that was declared impossible since the beginning of time. "That's impossible. The angels can't reproduce. They are created to help keep the business of the universe going. That's why they can't impregnate anyone. Especially anyone on earth. I have read it…" I spoke in a low tone. Denying to believe him.

"mummy, am I really not going to see again?" Ace asked, his fingers moving towards the white blindfold tied over his eyeballs, caressing it slowly. Upon hearing his words, angelina who was about to comb his short dark hair froze, her eyes widened,a little taken aback.

Audrey's face was haggard, but she continued to beg, "Blake, Angie is a patient and she's blind now, so she's in a bad mood. You better not take her to heart. Auntie knows your difficulties. You have a family. But I beg of you, please don't leave her at this time. She won't be able to live without you." Audrey lowered her head and did not say anything else. "Moreover, it is understandable that a blind person would lose control of her emotions.” “Don't worry, Auntie. I won't leave Angie alone.” He stood on the porch, lit a cigarette, smoked a few breaths, and then the phone rang. "About the company?" General Anderson asked. "Yes." Blake nodded.

*:first-child]:mt-0 [&_>*:last-child]:mb-0"> Angelina POV I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to block out the morning sunshine streaming through the glass roof, but it was completely useless. I finally gave up, groaning as I pushed myself up to sit in the center of the massive bed. My eyes were still half-closed, my hair was a tangled rat's nest, and the cord of my earphones was tightly woven into a knot of hair near my ear.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

The concept of rules and community is so strange to them, and I would not let them ruin everything I have spent my entire life building. “We are ready to leave your Highness,” my beta announced, I nodded curtly before I stalked towards the door and I could hear everyone make way for me. Being blind has its own perks and having a fantastic sense of smell to cover for it is one of the things that the moon goddess did for me that I am proud of. I do not have to see my enemies before I take them and it has helped me stay relevant all these years, and I do not plan to stop now. Especially now that I have found my mates and other alphas might think they have found a way to get to me.

Each movement is filled with electric anticipation. I walk into the dungeon to see Angel bent over with her legs apart and waiting. I almost hoped she disobeyed. I turn on music with a heavy bass beat and grab a blindfold. I secure it over her eyes. "Can you see?" I ask. "No, Sir." "I've changed my mind," I say suddenly. "I think I want your pain tonight."

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

Ava told her. “Sure thing,” Veronica said, quickly handing Ava’s order to her. Ava spun around on her chair and looked out over the club. It was a Friday night and despite it being early, it was already packed. The rumours that if you were lucky, you could see angels dancing on the dance floor and the clubs special drink, Angel’s bliss, had caused a spike in its popularity. The fact it was said to be owned by the mafia added an extra hint of danger and excitement. When Ava felt relaxed enough and the music got to her, she got of her chair and moved out on the dancefloor. She had become used to dancing in the crowd and she trusted whoever was covering her to keep the men away. Ava let the mus