Campbell Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Bill, the senior attendant announced, “Okay, folks, this is it. Once we ascend the mountain, there is no turning back. If you have changed your mind, this is the time to head back.” “This is your chance, Z.” “I’m not going back,” he nearly growled. “Suit yourself,” she said. There were 15 people in the group, most of them were between the ages of 18 to 36. Rai felt old in their presence and the people seemed to give her a wide berth. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was blind or that she was older. They all piled into a cart that was pulled by an ATV of sorts. Z reached over and held her hand.

But there was something about him—something that made it impossible to completely despise him. The golden hues of the setting sun stretched across the sky as we rode through the valley. Up ahead, a campsite came into view. Several trucks and cars were parked near a crystal-clear river. Campfires flickered here and there, people gathered around them. The place looked alive, but there was an unspoken tension in the air. Was this Ryder’s pack? Dust kicked up by the horses' hooves slowly settled as we finally came to a stop. Without warning, Ryder jumped off, leaving me alone on the horse.

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

“Come on, we’ve got to get you cleaned up.” It felt unbelievable good to have a shower. To feel the cold water running along my back, down my butt and even over my aching legs. I almost cried. I was robbed of so many things being locked in that hellhole. Thomas didn’t know, but I wasn’t able to make out every colour, most things seemed a blur, others were fragments or black and white. It’s said that after a while many things lost function of certain organs when they weren’t in use. Most fishes in the darkness couldn’t see, maybe I was slowly going blind, having seen nothing but complete darkness for longer than I cared to remember.

Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky. Several armed police helicopters thundered overhead. Their blinding white searchlights enveloped the highway, lighting up the darkness like it was broad daylight.

"Please, just open your eyes." Jung-Ho lightly pats Sook-Ja's cheek. The young girl, whose lifeless body is next to him, and he is kneeling. He is to blame for her current state. While returning from work, she was involved in an accident. He cries out, "Open your eyes," as his own eyes begin to blur. His skull is bruised, and tears are running down his face. He moves his fingers lightly to stroke the side of her cheek. When his hand accidentally bumps against a brand-new wound, he struggles to contain his sobs. It aches worse than anything I've ever experienced, which makes the suffering unbearable. The car is on fire and the flames are rising high into the sky.

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.

The massive explosion swallowed the entire car in an instant as thick smoke billowed straight into the sky. Screams of panic erupted from the crowd. I stood in the stands, watching as the blazing fire devoured everything. The flickering flames reflected in my eyes. I thought to myself, "You've won the bet, Evelyn. Now, you don't need to pretend to be blind anymore." … Third-Person POV When Evelyn woke up, she was in a hospital ward. She forced her eyes open, only to be met with a stark white ceiling.

Her Dad, being the delta of the pack loves to brag about Eric to everyone and anyone who cares to listen. Eric Dayton is a very responsible young man who is already following in his father's footsteps so it isn't a surprise that his father speaks highly of him everytime. The Alpha of Clear Waters pack, Alpha Cedric is quiet and strict while beta Grant is well, just himself. Now, back to Annaliese. Yes, she is a blind she wolf. How she got blind, you ask?. It was during the great war among werewolves, vampires and mundanes (humans). The mundanes captured all pregnant werewolves and injected them with a special substance with the aim of killing off the young ones.