Black Hand Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

The man's hand on my arm immediately fell. They stepped back but stopped when continuous thunders echoed in the sea. I got startled too, but I stood still on my position and fixed my eyes on the man in front. He's just standing there, no weapons, and eyes glowing in the midst of darkness. He didn't just look dangerous. He looked lethal. The look in his eyes screamed bloodshed. The thought of what he could do in anger made me shiver.

My soul was trembling in fear. The heartbeat kept on growing, fading. Over time the sound was increasing. A dusty window from where a gust of wind came caught my attention as I moved my head following it. Just at that moment, the flashlight fell on my eyes, and I glanced back at the entrance with a minimal gaze. I noticed a shadow standing in front of me, wearing a long white blanket and holding a lantern in one hand. "ARHHHHHH!" I screamed, rivalled by the blast of thunder and rain.

Drake opened the car door for her and guided her inside. “There’s water beside the seat if you need it,” he said before closing the door. “He would’ve handed me the bottle if he knew,” Luna shook her head, dismissing her thoughts. There was no chance anyone would know. She hadn’t even been to a hospital to be tested for blindness. Suddenly, the other car door opened. Her heart skipped a beat as someone entered. From what she could interpret, he was wearing black and had something sparkly on his hand. “Take the back route. I don’t want anyone to see her with that thing around her neck,” Carson spoke in his deep, gravelly voice.

Everything had already been decided! All the other Origin Fists elites were excited, as if they had already seen the moment Harvey was going to die from the attack. Alexei's eye twitched. "Big…Big bro… This Black Hand is supposed to be a legendary killing attack in Sky Plane! I heard that it can be compared to the Basilisk Palm of our cult! You have to be careful and not let it hit you!" "Quit acting cool! It doesn't matter how you act today, I'll let you understand what it means that there's always someone better beyond your world!" Kuro said.

Welcome dear readers. Today, we shall begin the the story of a young and blind she wolf named Annaliese Dayton. Being one of the few blind wolves to be alive, our young lady already has enough problems dealing with her eyesight, or lack of that is. It seems the moon goddess isn't on her side when she's mated to the unfeeling and untamed Alpha King. Will Annaliese be able to work her way into Alpha Kieran's heart?. Will she be able to triumph over principalities?.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely give you a call if I need you.” We’re all drinking and laughing when the boys walk in. I recognize Hunter and Gideon from Jade’s picture, but I’m not familiar with the other men. Worry strikes me when I don’t see Micah, but I don’t let anyone see it. My mouth dries when I get a look at the other two men in the room. I can’t deny that Micah and his friends are a feast for the eyes. They’re all tall and Well, built. One of the men has pitch-black hair and cobalt blue eyes, and the other one is breathtaking. There’s no other way to say it. Whereas Micah and the others are rugged, this man looks like an Abercrombie and Fitch model. The best way to describe him is beautiful

|4 Months Later| The snores from Alana filled the room. Eva sat up in her bed. The pads of her fingers glided across the page of the book. One upside to being blind and reading a book? She didn't need light to read. Eva could read in the dark until her heart's content, Aside from Alana's slight snores and the thumping hearts from everyone inside the PackHouse. The night was quite serene.

POV DARLENE The scent of the 170th layer was not clinical or cold. It was the thick, iron-heavy stench of Fresh Kill and Ancient Pine. We weren't in a digital void; we were standing on the Peak of the Howling Crags, the literal backbone of the North. Below us, the valleys were choked with the grey-white fog of a winter that refused to end, and through that fog, I could hear the rhythmic, terrifying thunder of Ten Thousand Paws.

Hard. My vision blurred, then went dark again.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .