Peaky Blinders Photo Novels & Stories

My heart broke at the toxic remarks with my blurry picture that goes like "The gold digger thinks she could get the man, not when Kendall was with him during his difficult and arduous times. She probably thinks we will open our hands to embrace her into the Smiths. We must protect Aaron from gold diggers at all costs!" I dared myself with a shaky hand to review the comments on the post. Some bashed her for being too obsessed while the majority supported her. It's a page supporting only Aaton and Kendall. What do I expect? I scrolled away from that, to other posts to find meaner ones. I keenly observed the first blurry picture of me. If it wasn't because I swerved my head to dodge the camera

Adrian held his arms in the air. “Sure, but you can’t show anyone the picture or post it online.” “Okay, okay!” Overwhelmed by excitement, Shirley quickly wrapped her arms around Adrian’s after asking Mya to help take a picture of them. After they were done, Shirley looked at the photo gleefully. “This is awesome! This will be the most important photo of my life, sir! “By the way, will Wyvern Peak be rebuilt? A lot of my friends, myself included, are huge fans of you guys.

Cool gray eyes gleamed with interest. Even in a photo, the man radiated presence. Dante Pierce. I moved in closer. Their smiles were not harmonious. Landon’s was wide and showy, but Dante’s was restrained, as though he would rather be anywhere else. I followed the curve of Landon's jaw in this photo, and I hurt in response. How did I not always have this photo? What secrets might be concealed in such a neglected, dusty drawer in the guest house? Landon, the man I once gave everything to, stood in this photo as though he came from another world. His father, Dante, had a face that made you do a double take.

The elevator doors slid closed, breaking the moment. "Mommy, we missed it," Zia said, tugging her hand. "It’s okay, sweetheart. That elevator’s not for us," Jade whispered, heart pounding. No one dared to share a lift with the CEO. But why was he using the common elevator today? He had his own private one. Her knees felt weak. It was the first time in five years she had seen him this close. Her chest tightened. In the past, Zane had been blind—she had memorized his features but never experienced him seeing her.

Chapter 57: Blurry Evidence “Open that message,” Alexander muttered under his breath, his hand still gripping my knee tight under the tiny dinner table. His fingers stayed slick from earlier, pressing higher like he couldn’t stop claiming what was his even with everyone sitting right there. I tapped the screen fast, heart hammering loud in my ears. The photo loaded blurry; two figures against the library wall, my skirt hiked, Alexander’s body pressed close behind me. Faces not sharp enough to be sure, but damn close if anyone looked hard. My stomach dropped like a rock.

It was simple, Lucian Blackwell asked, and people answered. “We’ve got confirmation, boss,” Kian said without preamble, setting the tablet down and tapping it. Images bloomed on the screen. The black sedan at the curb near the school, a woman’s profile reflected in a shop window, a long shot taken from a rooftop, the exact moment Isla had lifted her face to the sun and had no idea a camera had found her.

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

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.

She so wanted the figure of Alpha Harlan Stuward who had always avoided her since the appearance of Alpha Female Sicily Sniders. "You will bear all my pain, Blind!" Rhena continued to talk to herself while scanning the dark wilderness. Her body sensors picked up movement accompanied by anger and resentment, but there was also warmth.

I looked up and met Blake's slightly evil smile. "Mommy, take a picture for me. Hurry up before you miss us!" Hedwig shouted. When they got closer to me again, I lifted my phone. This time, I took photos of my kids. Also, I got some good shots of Blake. It was so unbelievable. Blake's profile was simply perfect. Every picture of him was so flawless. I was a bit reluctant. I wished I could take an ugly photo of him and use it to make fun of him later.