Peaky Blinders Gypsy Novels & Stories

Diego asked, "What do they say?" "Only the obvious parts" said Marissa, "you were a child the last time Dad saw you so there wasnt really much to tell." Marissa wore like it was summer: mini skirt and a sky blue top. She had a crown over her pale short hair and lazy grey eyes. "He did say that you're just like Aries and Aquarius Aquarius grandmother. Shes a Pnevma too" "Really?" Diego gasped, "Another Pnevma?" "Yes" Marissa giggled, "You thought you're the only one with a Black Spirit inside them?"

he yelled louder that I couldn't help but shiver. "She's blind," someone let out in the crowd. I could feel my legs go weak. "Are you blind?" he asked, but I kept mute. "Don't let me repeat myself, are you blind?" he yelled in frustration. "Yes," I said with a teary and shaky voice. "A blind Mate," he yelled out for everyone to hear.

When he tried to comfort me, I rejected him, "Stop pretending! I don't want to hear it!" He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, just staring at me blankly. His eyes showed rare regret, but I had no interest in forgiving him. Nathan's gaze shifted from my hardened profile to my leg. He suddenly frowned, "Your leg... it's bleeding badly." The left leg of my pants was stained with an alarming patch of red. Blood was dripping down my calf onto the car mat, a horrifying sight. "Thanks to you, this leg might be ruined forever."

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

"I say you'll last more than a week while Caleb here, says you won't last a week" Caleb smiled awkwardly and touched the back of his neck. Bellona squinted her eyes and observed Evelyn. She seemed human and certainly didn't know that Zephyr was a wolf. It seemed like only a few people knew Zephyr's true identity. "You're the third one this month" Evelyn said, understanding Bellona's confusion.

"And cigarettes. Dad's brand. Marlboro Gold." I watched her. She couldn't see me watching. That's what blind people do—they don't turn their heads toward sound. But her left ear tilted. Just slightly. *She was tracking me.* "Sit," she said. "I'll make tea. You look tired." "I'll do it." "No." Her cane blocked my path. Metal tip cold against my knee. "Guests don't work. You taught me that." Guests. Not sisters. Not twins. I sat.

I muttered. “Yeah,” he said easily, revving the engine. “But you like it.” I didn’t answer. Just stared out the window as the gates opened and we rolled out. ——— The club hit like a body slam. Heat, light, bodies pressed too close. Music throbbed through my bones, every beat a reminder I wasn’t in that silent fucking house anymore. Sweat slicked the air, perfume and booze mixing into something that made my head spin.

What does he want from me? Did he get inside my head ten years ago? Now that I think about it, it was strange how he knew everything. Despite being blind, he didn't bump into things or even use a cane. How could a blind person know the way to the cabin better than I did? Back then, I thought it was cute how he marked the way for me but now I just find it creepy. It's weird that he was blind, to begin with. Rarely are wolves born with disabilities. Could he see from the beginning and was just faking it? What more has he done? Goddess, where can I run to that he won't be able to find me? This is fucking insane. There's no way I'm living through this. I don't know how long I've been sitting on

“Drop the act! I’ll do whatever the hell I want in Jacksboro City! You like to fight, don’t you? Well, I’ve got hundreds of guys who’ll gladly entertain you. “And not just you! Your whole family’s going to pay for this! I’ll bury the men in the mines. As for the women? I’ll sell them off to brothels in the countryside. It’s all because of you, you little bastard! “Hit him!” Gabriel’s words were still echoing when the horde surged forward, weapons raised, their eyes glinting with violence. Thwop! Thwop! Thwop! Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky.