Angels Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

Something slippery and salty hits my throat and I swallow without thinking. "Fuck, I wish I could see you" he bites out finally releasing my head. I sit up, mortified at the tears that are already drying on my face and the saliva sliding down the corner of my mouth. Is it weird that I'm happy he's blind? At least this way he can't see what a mess I am. I wonder if other women react this way "That was amazing. You were fucking amazing. C'mere" his hands find my face quicker this time then he's lowering his mouth to mine. "No, you can't..." He slams his lips against mine, not caring about anything. I'm sure he can taste himself in my mouth. Why isn't he pulling back? A second later, he stops,

questioned the other officer rolling his eyes. They broke down the door and found Camila sitting on the bed with both hands and legs tied up to the bed. She had a blindfold on. "Is a girl. That has to be Camila Garcia," the officer pointed out making the other officer roll his eyes again. "Well done on your discovery. You deserve a Medal of Valor," he said and walked towards the bed. "Please don't hurt me. I beg you," Camila cried hearing people enter the room. The other officer got closer and removed the blindfold and Camila screamed hearing someone getting close to the bed.

We return fire, taking down several enemies with precise shots. Fuck. We should’ve just used guns. They're more convenient. I’m sure the cops will show up soon, but it won't be a problem with my power and position now. I don’t give a fuck. Angel uses his dual pistols to wipe out enemies on the left while Jack lands crushing punches and kicks to the ones on the right. They are my two wings. I love them. "I'm almost in position!" Angel yells above the gunfire. "Hold on there, guys," Jack shouts as he dodges the barrage.

"Is that what the tattoo is for? Your Mom?" She slowly nods her head and averts her gaze back towards the window, her tattoo peeking out just a smidge above her uniform collar. "For her... and my Dad. Black angel wings usually represent fallen angels. My Mom and Dad? They were my angels." Silence looms over us as I pull into the department parking lot and turn the engine off. "Will you talk to him for me, Crayvin? Just check on him for me, please? I don't want him alone, and you two are close. He probably needs you more than you think right now, even if he isn't ready to admit that to you, yet."

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

She smiles. "Yeah, whatever".He scoffed. "Where is Andrew?". "Why are you asking about him?". "Nothing really, am just wondering why he is not here with you". "Well, he is not, stop asking about him, Andrew can never be friends with you".He said coldly. "Why not? Is there something wrong with me?". "Obviously! You are blind, and my brother can be friends with a blind girl". "But it's not my fault that I am blind, besides, it's your brother's choice to be friends with me and not yours to decide".She said and Liam scoffed.

The hooves of our horses awaken some of the people of my pack, causing them to peek out their windows and doors to see what the commotion is about. Before long, we reach the courtyard of the palace and begin to dismount. After a quick debriefing, I release the men to go home to get some rest. Turning, I focus on the woman at my side and find myself floored. Her hood has fallen back to reveal raven hair, the light of dawn causes rainbows to shimmer in the long strands. Her beauty takes my breath away, but that isn’t what truly floors me. Her eyes, her eyes are a dull shadow violet. She’s blind.

•|•|• In the Black Years, they came. When we were lost, and the Shadows mocked us. With them came light and hope. Tell me, how do we repay the heavens for sending their angels? •|•|• [SHADE SHADOWS] A strangled gasp tears from my throat as I fight for air, the feel of the cold hard ground beneath me as I stare up at the ceiling. Blurry faces peer down at me, paired by distant sounds speaking inaudibly above me. Hands immediately come to my aid as my vision slowly clears, and with it, the desperate voices of the company around me.

It wasn't my place to tell them that angel is blind in human form. "I'm hungry, anyone else?" I asked. "Fuck yes" black grunted grumpily, the others were all the same as they replied to me. "Piggy back ride!" I shouted excitedly, jumping on angels muscled back quickly. He grabbed me instantly, his warm huge hands pressed against the backs of my thighs close to my butt to hold me up. Shocked of pleasure travelled to my core but I did my best to ignore it knowing that now isn't the right time.

"Sparkling angel, I believed You were my saviour in my time of need Blinded by faith I couldn't hear All the whispers - the warnings so clear I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door There's no escape now, no mercy no more No remorse 'cause I still remember The smile when you tore me apart You took my heart, deceived me right from the start You showed me dreams - I wished they would turn into real You broke the promise and made me realize