Peaky Blinders Gangster Novels & Stories

All the gangsters, who, along with the robbers, were about to flee, shot at him and chased him as a result. Shawn, Jayden, Arya, and Juan have prepared their sharp weapons. If they had to die that day, there would be nothing to regret. While a big fight was going on, four men against dozens of gang members, Aidan, Blake, and Grey, sneaked into the back of the container. Aidan shot every gang member he found with precision. Without feeling it, Grey shot precisely two targets at once in the same second. Grey's shooting prowess improved more quickly after Admiral Shawn Miller personally trained him, Blake, and Aidan.

He shoved the camera in my face, his voice dripping with exaggeration. "This scumbag posed as a security guard to sneak into my aunt's house, but he's actually a mobster. He just beat up several of my guys!" The viewer count in the live stream skyrocketed. Netizens, unaware of the truth, flooded the comments section with vicious insults. "This guy deserves to be shot!" "He totally looks like a criminal. Just look at those mean eyes." "Good job, streamer! Justice always wins!" Antonio soaked in the comments, his ego swelling with every word.

“Some people just join those gangs because they love motorcycles. It’s a hobby. A lifestyle thing.” Emily tilted her head slowly, giving me a very skeptical look. “Yeah… right.” I laughed. “I’m telling the truth! You know Eddie?” “Yeah,” she said. “He’s part of a biker gang.” Emily folded her arms. “Why do you keep saying biker gang?” I shrugged. “Because it’s a gang.” “It’s an association,” she corrected immediately. I smirked. “A gang is just a group of people.” Emily rolled her eyes. “You’re the one saying they’re lawyers and professionals, and you’re still calling them a gang.”

I didn't want to ruin that with sexual stuff. I bet he was into bad stuff. Like loan sharks-- heck, he could even be a mafia boss who liked blood and couldn’t get enough of killing. But for once, let the consequences be damned, alright? Maybe I was judging by his looks- "… hey, you heard what happened to Ice-T last night?" "Maaan! Dude thought he could play both sides. Big Mac don't fuck around. Gave his ass two shots and he dropped." Their laughter shook me and I held onto my bag tight. These boys were from the local gangsters around the neighbourhood and they were trouble. It was too late to turn back now, I was headed in their direction.

I rubbed behind Duke’s ears and turned to the monitor. I recognized this group. They were the so-called Wolf Pack, a gang from around here. Bullies, looters, the kind who’d done plenty of ugly things even before the world fell apart. I didn’t expect Tyler to have connections like that. On the screen, a group of men crept along the base wall under the cover of darkness. Tyler was leading them, hunched over, nodding and bowing like a lapdog. He pointed at the towering wall, spittle flying as he talked.

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.

Will she take a chance on him despite the added complications of her pregnancy and past heartbreak? As Wynter's story unfolds, she must also confront the demons of her past, including a potential threat from a former lover with a dark agenda. Will she find the strength to forgive and move on? And ultimately, whom will she choose: the father of her child, or the man who has loved her unconditionally, especially without seeing her? In "Blinded Dreams," love shines as the only light in the darkness, and the heart sees all. Join us on a journey of twists and turns, where the boundaries of love are limitless and a blind man's perspective offers a unique window into the story's emotional depths

I hadn't ever seen her this scared before and knowing that he was probably the cause of it, that made me so fucking angry. Alex, surprisingly, was also waiting for her to say something. "He's...a part of the East Gang." There was no mistaking how broken she sounded. My anger went away just as quick, turning into clear surprise. I most definitely hadn't expected that. I didn't even think this bastard had it in him to be in a gang, Blake's gang. "You have to listen to me, Sky." He spoke up, and I almost pitied him for the obvious desperation on his face. But when he tried sidestepping me, I got in the way again.

I said after a while of ignoring him, he had a small smile and looked relieved that I finally talked to him. "Yeah?" I looked over at the people once again that were here before making my statement, I hope I don't sound stupid after this. "None of these people look...client-ish?" I couldn't find the word to describe them, they had tattoos that were peeking out from their collars and hands, just like Ant. Some of them had some on their faces, didn't that hurt? "That's because they aren't. This is a gang initiation Fiore, be on guard," this can't be happening now, I didn't even drink anything yet.

Grease angrily turned around and stomped toward the lady. "We are sons of the dark roads! We are hell riders we are not fucking businessmen! We don't collect! We take!" He yelled at her in a drunken rage-filled voice. The remaining three bikers shook their head in a tired embarrassed way. It seemed like they were also fed up with the bullshit and drama Grease brought to the gang. I understood that a gang had to have some sort of sacred creed but what is the point of a creed if everyone everyone? The way I saw it Grease had to go.