Peaky Blinder Isaiah Novels & Stories

"He humiliated me. You know what he said when I begged him for more time?" "W-What?" Dad reached for his phone and whipped it out. He pressed down on the screen, and the unmistakable sound of Isaiah's deep voice filled the room. "I'll take it all apart, Carmicheal, piece by piece. Offering you my friendship shouldn't have blinded you to the kind of man I am. I can and will ruin you in the snap of a finger, and you fucking know it. How could—" The recording stopped playing and it felt like the earth got snatched from under my feet. I gripped the table, trying to steady myself. The tears I struggled to hold back slipped down the corners of my eyes. That was Isaiah's voice.

she replied, blushing at the memory. Isaiah scrunched up his face. “I don’t think I want to know.” “It’s nothing like that! It was just really sweet,” she giggled. “Still don’t want to hear it,” Isaiah smirked. “Whatever! I wasn’t planning on telling you!” she sassed. “You know you’re just itching to tell the world how charming and sweet Channing Henson is,” Isaiah teased. “Do not!” she denied, flustered. “Do too!” Isaiah chuckled.

I zoom off once out of the gate. Isaiah has instructed to meet him at his club in the City. No one dares to ask me questions. I used to be a regular here and the old staff noticed that me and their boss are somehow related. They don't know what our relationship is. It's already pretty late and the place is packed with people grinding against each other. The VIP section is my target, that's where Isaiah will be.

“Keep a toothbrush here.” “Damn,” the black guy said. “I guess he and Beverly has made-up.” “Yeah,” Chuck mumbled. “Look, I know your face and Beverly told me your name before, but I forgot it. You work with her, right?” “Yes. I’m Isaiah, assistant editor at The N.Y.” “Great, surely you know where she went and when she’ll be back,” Bruce stated.

Sinclair POV Isaiah is mated to one of us. Unbelievable. I wonder which one of us it is. Isaiah sounded mad and frustrated. When I said we didn’t want any distractions, I only meant I wanted to concentrate on finding my birth family before going back. I could always finish my research back at Blackstone though.

Up on the viewing platform above the arena, the spectators watched closely. "That's your guy, Isaiah, right?" someone from Ark Three said. "Level-3 speed and strength-enhanced, double-Gifted. I remember him from last year, when zombies swarmed your base. He crushed three level-2 zombies with one punch and ripped a level-3 zombie apart with his bare hands." "That's him," someone from Ark Two replied, a dark gleam in his eyes. "Isaiah's the strongest fighter we've got."

It’s going to take some precision. The last three months have been crazy but peaceful. No issues. No attacks. Just work and cuddling with my two favorite guys, Isaiah and Titan. Titan is a ball of cuteness. Isaiah is like a little kid, playing with his son. The squealing and laughter from those two warms my heart every day.

I can't wait to meet you again Isabella, I swear I am gonna do so many bad things to you for making me wait this long for you", He says and Isabella blushed, feeling the hair of her skin rise with goosebumps all over her body. "Why wait when we can do it now?", Isabella asked jokingly and laughed. "You are being a bad girl Isa '', Isaiah said seductively low in his thick American accent. "I know it's impossible so I don't..." He cut her off words,"I'm switching the call to a video call, I want to see how wet you are right now for me", Isaiah said and before Isabella could protest against it, he had already switched the voice call to video call. "What a horny dude", Isabella said, bringing th

Without missing a beat, he pulled her into another tight embrace, and Gloria patted his back reassuringly, savoring the familiar comfort of their friendship. "I didn't know you could be this clingy, Isaiah," Gloria teased, pulling back slightly with a grin. "Seriously, did I miss something juicy yesterday? Spill it." I can't tell you everything, girl—it's a strict company secret, Isaiah thought to himself, wrestling with his loyalty to his boss. But damn, it was wild. Out loud, he said, "I thought for sure I'd get shipped off to some random, handsome-but-grimy CEO who had a shady business deal with Mr. Phoenix Gray. I'm actually relieved that guy turned out to be such a racist bastard—he wan