Peaky Blinders Synopsis Novels & Stories

Michael's POV When I saw Kaiden show up at the hospital the other day, all I wanted to do was to rip out his eyeballs with my eyes, because why not? Kaiden ruined my life from the day Trisha saw me having an affair, now that I feel like I have gotten my life together, he wants to take it away. It is either he takes my life or Trisha away me, which will never happened.

Avery stared at Damien; her breath completely hitched in her throat. Was that really an accident? He had aimed the cane with the precision of a sniper. There was no hesitation, no searching sweep of the cane. He had struck the exact millimetre of Elaine's heel needed to off-balance her, right at the exact second Elaine had pinched her. But as she looked at him, Damien simply turned his blind gaze back to her, holding out his arm. His expression was completely blank, the picture of innocent helplessness. No, Avery thought, trying to calm her frantic mind. He’s blind. It had to be a coincidence. He couldn't have seen what she did to me.

100 YEARS AGO: DESTINY Hunter stiffened. “A plan? What the hell do you need a plan for with me? Why are you here?” Brynn stood up and walked over to him. She tossed her long, dark brown hair—the same color as the rest of the Brentwoods'—over her shoulders and blinked at him with Brentwood blue eyes.

"She threatened me with her parents' money and paid me a hundred thousand dollars to seduce her husband! Summer pretended to be blind in order to successfully catch her husband cheating…" My heart sank, and I gave a long sigh. It was just as I thought. They were an awful pair of human beings who deserved each other. Evan's video plus their confessions made our story trend in only three short days. Meanwhile, I received a short message on my phone: [Don't be so cold-hearted and abandon your son. I'll give you another chance.] It did not take many guesses to know who sent me the message.

Why would a blind man choose something so visual? Unless he remembers. Unless he refuses to let the dark win. I don’t know how long I stand there. Then— “What are you doing here?” The voice slices through the silence. Low. Calm. Controlled. I spin around. Desmond Blackwood stands near the door. My heart nearly stops. I don’t hear it open. I don’t hear him move. He stands tall in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. His white cane, detailed with subtle gold swirls, rests in his left hand. Dark lenses shield his eyes, his expression unreadable.

The news papers were filled with report after reports of what had transpired this past sunday. Usually I wouldn't pay attentiom to the rubbish bring printed by the hungry press, except this headline was not to be ignored. Blind girl dismissed accused male of attempted murder and assault. The bastard forced Yuuki to pass judgement, I could only laugh at the outcome. No doubt Yuuki told him to set him free as a prank, but then the idiot had fired up the crowd to hate her. What if someone had stepped out and attempted to harm her, what then?

“I’m here because of the citizens. What you’re doing is illegal! You can’t continue stealing innocent lives of important people!” Clive’s gaze flew to Blind Man, “And you, out of all the in this room, had altogether turned your back on us and join this horrid conspiracy. I never thought you convenient for the job. I warned them!” Blind Man rushed toward Clive, punched him in the nose. Clive flinched as the chair toppled backward. He landed on his back. The skull’s rear hit the floor, bounding off the cement. Clive gritted his teeth, crying out. His gaze fixed with the good eye scanning the basement.

That day left me blinded for life, it left me scarred and it left me to the event that changed my whole life around. Two years had gone by since I was left blinded by that hunter's trap. My parents didn't care when I came home, bumping into things, with blood on my face. Over the course of two years, I had healed but my sight was lost forever, it was during this time that I began to rely on my hearing and soon I adapted to the black void that would always be with me. It was also during this time that I began to hear my parents whisper things about the upcoming winter, getting rid of their mistake, and finally hoping that they'd be set free of it. Somehow I knew they were talking about me but

He can't live a normal life because of his visual impairment, then finds himself getting accused of a crime he didn't commit and being called a peeping Tom by his neighbors. "If I let you off the hook now, it won't be fair to him after all the hurt he's had to endure because of you." Penny's face was ashen. She lifted her head, tears of desperation running down her cheeks. When she met my steely gaze, she finally understood that I wouldn't budge on my decision. At last, she could do nothing else but plop down on the floor, bury her face in her hands, and cry. I didn't spare her a second glance as I turned to leave the room. I fished out my phone and pulled up the security camera footage from

I refused to look at it. "Sir," my terminal chimed on the bedside table. I did not answer it. I grabbed the device. The glass screen flickered against the dark walls of the bedroom. The PackNet was already ablaze. One photo dominated the entire continental feed. It was the accidental mark. My teeth bit deep into the side of Julian’s neck, his fingers locked into the flesh of my waist. The headline underneath was standard tabloid trash. Blue-Claw Pack and Rogue Pack: Signs of a Legendary Reunion?