Bonnie Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

The woman who had accused me of peeping on her, Rebecca Zangler, briefly stopped her crying before shrieking at the top of her lungs, "He's lying! He's just trying to weasel his way out of this! How could he possibly be blind? He's at the window every night, peeping on me! Those eyes… Those eyes…" She seemed to be trying to think of a way to describe my eyes, but the sight of them unnerved her so much that she couldn't find the words. All she could do was point a finger at me while her whole body shook. "Disgusting! He's just too disgusting!" Her shout caused the spectating neighbors to stir once more, and they began clamoring. "That's right! He must be pretending to be blind!" "Criminals no

This is who Love is, someone who thinks about others, someone who tries to make a difference without needing recognition. “That’s a wonderful idea. You’re very thoughtful, Love.” Mom says as she looks at me, catching my eyes as they stare at Love. There’s something in her eyes, a silent question that makes me feel like I’ve been caught in the act, though I’m not even sure what I’ve done. "His name is Marley, and he is trained to help blind people. With his help, Sebastian will be more comfortable walking around not just the house but the outdoors as well."

LILIANA The cabin fell silent. The sound of children playing echoed faintly from a distance, mingling with the murmur of a waterfall carried by the wind. Occasionally, there was the clanging of a hammer and the barking of dogs from the village. But all of that felt like another world—a distant world, separate from the quiet space now filled only by me and Ryder Black. The tension between us thickened like morning fog in the valley. I couldn’t bear the silence any longer. Ever since he asked his companions to leave, Ryder had only told me to stay. No explanation. No clear purpose. Just that cold, calculating gaze that made me uneasy.

The others nodded, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and anticipation. As if responding to her words, the Moonflower’s glow intensified, and a vision began to unfold before them. Ethereal images swirled in the air, painting the landscape with vibrant colors—mountains that pierced the sky, clouds that danced like specters, and a figure atop the highest peak, cloaked in the winds themselves. “It’s Zephyr,” Cassie breathed, her eyes wide with wonder. “The Wind Spirit… he’s the ally we need next.” “Stormpeak Mountain,” Xavier murmured, his brow furrowed as he took in the vision. “But it looks treacherous. We’ll need to prepare ourselves for this journey.”

The night before, Gerard had stayed up late in favor of chatting with Olivia, so he had already ordered his subordinates not to disturb him early in the morning. Furious, he went to get the door, only to see two elderly figures standing at the doorway. They… were my parents. My elderly parents couldn't help shivering from the cold wind while struggling to get their bearings due to the thin air as they stood in the base camp of the snow mountain, which was 17,060 feet above sea level. "Gerard, has Elly descended the mountain yet? How is she doing?" "Elly hasn't contacted us for such a long time. I keep having this odd feeling that something's happened to her, so we decided to visit her."

or maybe it was just a breath. Didn’t matter. The lights above me blurred, then vanished. And I blacked the fuck out.

He nodded once, and the heat of his hand went steady instead of bright. River’s silhouette melted across the far railing, a shadow with a net and a plan. Kaia and Adrian took the high flank, chalk, ash, Echo’s low thrumming hum through the ranked bond we’ve gotten as we marked one another on the same night for the same reasons. Becky’s voice clicked into my ear like a switch. “Cams are blind in a three-block halo,” she said, cheerful as a crime. “If it moves and isn’t yours, I’ll make it trip.”

Lower management handled the menial business. Rai Landon was not part of his corporate team, or she would have a suite on deck fifteen, not five. She was merely a passenger wanting to experience Alaska. Just how much a blind person could enjoy the sights alone was yet to be determined. Damn her friend for bailing on her. Z grinned at the thought of being her guide. Ideas rambled through his mind in creative waves; an unstoppable force that promised a wake of destruction.

She expressed concern as she slipped on the second leg of the heel of her foot. Vina's eyes kept turning, and her vision became more blurry, and then she blacked out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CARTER'S POV The next day after work, Carter, his secretary and Leonard all went to Carter's apartment. They already noticed the car and agreed with Carter that he wasn't paranoid. They got to the house and waited for Carter to freshen up. "Are we ready?" Carter asked as soon as he was done. "Always." They guys echoed. "Keep your voice down. Are you guys dumb?" Carter hushed

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.