Peaky Blinders Storyline Novels & Stories

"Please, just open your eyes." Jung-Ho lightly pats Sook-Ja's cheek. The young girl, whose lifeless body is next to him, and he is kneeling. He is to blame for her current state. While returning from work, she was involved in an accident. He cries out, "Open your eyes," as his own eyes begin to blur. His skull is bruised, and tears are running down his face. He moves his fingers lightly to stroke the side of her cheek. When his hand accidentally bumps against a brand-new wound, he struggles to contain his sobs. It aches worse than anything I've ever experienced, which makes the suffering unbearable. The car is on fire and the flames are rising high into the sky.

I kneeled and whispered in his ear, "You have nothing to worry about, Mr. Jenner. I won't let anything happen to you. Do you remember the young girl you saved from a blast in North Averia 15 years ago, Mr. Jenner?" In that instant, Jeremiah Jenner shuddered, his pupils constricting suddenly as he stared at me with an expression of total disbelief. I winked at him before dragging the chair toward the corner against the room's load-bearing wall—the sturdiest spot in the entire room. I looked at the countdown and noted that there were still ten seconds left before I turned to look at the doorway one last time. I could see Callum holding Shirley through the crack, looking utterly worried. I then

Saphira did the best she could to explain what it was like being blind. One day, Xavier had a pretty rough conversation over the phone with one of the pack leaders. He growled and rubbed his face. “Xavier? Are you okay?” Saphira softly asked as she walked into their shared office. Xavier sighed before saying or doing anything. “No. Varian, the leader of the Misty Haven Pack, is threatening Orion, Lyra, Darian, and Diana. A few others have as well. I fear there’s going to be a war between the packs.” Xavier explained with a frustrated growl.

Third Person POV Flashback — The Story of Brittany and Bradley Larken As everyone already knew, Brittany and Bradley had always been the kind of young love that felt bigger than where it came from. They met in the outskirts of Las Vegas, Nevada, tucked away in a trailer park filled with families who all carried the same struggles, the same limitations, and the same quiet hope of getting out one day. But Brittany… Brittany wanted more than hope. She wanted out of Vegas, for real. So when she left, thinking she had found something better, someone better, she truly believed she was stepping into a different life. What she didn’t realize was that she was walking straight into a lesson she wasn’t

“Please stop. When we get back, I’ll finish getting you set up to find a match.” We walk back, with feet tapping along the pavement, toward my office building. The sky is darkening as evening approaches, and the bright headlights of cars flash as they pass by. It occurs to me I got sidetracked earlier and never found out why he and Kevin don’t get along. “You didn’t tell me why Kevin wants to punish you. What did you do?” “What restaurant did the steak come from?”

Blaze said as he stalked his father like a predator. “Wh…what are you talking about, son you know everything I know. Your sister told you exactly what happened. You and her were the only survivors left from the accident. So, I don’t know what you’ve heard but it obviously was a lie. If that is the reason the beta spared you than that is a good thing. We can just forget about that horrible night.” Councilmen Harris said, a little relieved for a moment he thought his son had found out the truth about that night. Blaze laughed out loud as he saw his father relax. “No father I don’t think the story I was told was a lie at all. Because the version I was told sounded like how it really happened t

As my eyes adjusted, I could make them out. Oh, thank god. It was them. Damon, Colt and Blaze! Travis’s biker brothers! The actual reason I hadn’t been mugged or worse a hundred times over…! The punks puffed up, ready for a fight. “This is a private party, assholes,” the leader spat, pulling a switchblade. “Piss off.” Damon took another step into the light. I saw the moment they recognized him and their bravado shattered into a million pieces as the switchblade wavered. Mikey took a step back, his weaselly face pale.

I’m almost sick with worry, and now I’m pissed that these two assholes won’t tell me what’s going on with my dad. “He’s going to kill Blaine.” Grant says, barely above a whisper. “No one knows but the alpha, beta, and gamma families. And the three of us.” My mouth drops in shock. I shake my head, not believing what he just said. My dad is a peacemaker. He doesn’t condone violence. He saves lives; he doesn’t take them. “No.” I manage. “No, you’re wrong.” “Lindsey, I’m sorry. There’s nothing I could do. He mindlinked Alpha Cam when he knew they had safely escaped and told them that he was taking care of Blaine permanently.” Grant is visibly shaken; he choked on his words, trying to hold it tog

We both fell to the ground. “What? W-What is happening?” I asked while crawling. My vision was very blurry and my head was aching. I opened my eyes and turned around to Noel. He was bleeding badly and also unconscious. I glanced at Howard who was drinking water and then I fainted due to exhaustion.

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