Peaky Blinders Campbell Novels & Stories

“Sit down Iggy.” Caleb spoke calmly. The eighteen-year old eased himself into the chair opposite of Caleb with wary eyes. He rarely ever got a call from the Duncan pack which is something he couldn’t be more grateful for, the last time had been two years ago so he wondered why they’d need him again. Yes, they did keep in touch and he knew of a couple of their cubs who had attended his high school and still dropped by his house for friendly ‘visits’, but he didn’t think he would be walking into their compound this early. They were a friendly bunch and they paid good money for his services, but he still feared them especially since he had first seen Caleb morph into his wolf- he was terrified

I stepped back, trying not to let it show how every brush of his skin sent sparks shooting through me or how affected I was as he moved near me. Then, I noticed him—a camper standing nearby with sun-bleached hair and an annoying grin, clearly watching Zelest too closely. Zelest seemed to have noticed him too. I felt irritated when their eyes met, winking at Zelest while staring intently at his arms. The camper stepped in during a water break. “That was hot,” he said, eyes fixed on Zelest. “Thanks,” Zelest replied with a smirk, brushing his damp hair back. “You weren’t so bad either during that sprint earlier.”

Blakely's POV The driver of the car got away, but I saw someone calling the police to report the incident. I was almost hit by that car and that almost killed me and my baby. Fear consumed me and my cries intensified. I was careless. I should take care of myself now that I’m carrying a life inside me. I should prioritize my baby. “That bastard!” I heard the man in front of me cursing. “Miss Velasquez?” I lifted my face, and looked at him. Harold Campbell. The medical heir who's also a doctor. The man Mama wants to pair up with me. I was scheduled to meet him tomorrow, but now I met him. He saved me from a possible danger.

There was no redeeming my shirt. “There he is!” I heard from the door and swiftly lifted my head, only to find the entire camp at the door laughing and pointing fingers at me. The jerk who said I looked like a vampire's barf had assembled the entire camp to come take a look. I was overly embarrassed and no matter how hard I fought, a drop of tear trickled down my cheeks.

She was scared that he was gonna get hurt because of her selfishness. The blaring alarm which continued more restlessly and aggressively jolted her back to the present. Natalia wiped her tears and turned towards the door, where the footsteps were getting closer... *** ( Beverly Hills, California.) It was sometime during the night when the Californian heir, Jeffrey Campbell opened his eyes. His head was seriously hurting and he felt really thirsty. "Water." He mumbled out helplessly. But the silent room mercilessly echoed back; 'Get it yourselfff.'

He's lying, my mom was mine and I am her daughter - there is no way she can't be my mom. "Ahana, the truth is always bitter but fairer than any deception" Saying this, I heard the retreat of his footsteps and sighed in relief. Several thoughts were running wildly in my mind when abruptly, I felt the strong presence of someone in the room which alerted me and I turned around sharply unable to see anything as I am fucking blind. "Who are you?" There was a fresh breath of minty air hitting my nostrils making me remind of only one man. Aspen!

I begin grabbing my stuff and rise from my seat when the lights turn on, the music still playing as the ending credits continue. I suck in a sharp breath, my heart plummeting, as my eyes immediately land on the younger man. He stands, towering over his skinny date, and waits for her to rise to her feet so they could leave the theater. His face is fully visible now that the lights shine brightly on his beautifully bronzed skin. Crayvin Smith.

“Which rogue camp was it? Where did this happen?” “In Mountainpeak territory,” she replied, her gaze flicking to mine. “A few miles from Claws’ main base. It’s big enough to rival the central compound, but it’s independent—they don’t answer to anyone. Broke off a long time ago. Their leader is violent, cruel. He’s not someone to mess with. Sly, one may add.” I clenched my jaw, a sour taste building at the back of my throat. “And you think Nox… actually allied with him?”

Something flickers behind his eyes at that. Maddox stirs. June answers immediately. The tension snaps tight again before voices outside the tent interrupt whatever dangerous direction that was heading in. By the time we reach the main clearing, most of camp is awake. Mike and Matt stand near the fire pit with Hunter and Ethan, all of them looking more serious than the night before. "You caught it too?" Mike asks as Aiden approaches. Aiden nods once. "One vampire. Not a coven." Matt frowns. "Why come this close to a training camp?"