Small Heath Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

The hooves of our horses awaken some of the people of my pack, causing them to peek out their windows and doors to see what the commotion is about. Before long, we reach the courtyard of the palace and begin to dismount. After a quick debriefing, I release the men to go home to get some rest. Turning, I focus on the woman at my side and find myself floored. Her hood has fallen back to reveal raven hair, the light of dawn causes rainbows to shimmer in the long strands. Her beauty takes my breath away, but that isn’t what truly floors me. Her eyes, her eyes are a dull shadow violet. She’s blind.

My pleasure! Blakely screamed inwardly. She did not take her eyes off the rails and the beautiful sight that could be seen in front of her. All the rides in the theme park are visible from up here. She could see the people down there moving very slowly like ants. Then among the people, she saw Arthur's small figure slowly turning into an adorable blue dot. His small body was not visible at all from that height. Only his hat was still quite visible, but it was only a small dot. “Getting your pleasure?”

Chapter 26(black eye) Hazel's Point Of View: They all trooped out of the room. Pain reverberated through me and I swear I felt my heart beating in my left eye that was barely opened. I barely heard, everything was faint and blurry, the only thing I could hear clearly was my pounding heartbeat. “Don't lay a finger on them. Let them leave and let's watch what they can dare do next time. Let them dare if they dare.” Alex shouted as he pressed his head back. I assumed he was speaking to his men who were probably in the living room.

Chris tired to speak up but Zephyr cut him off. "Have. I. Made. Myself. Clear?" He asked, this time enunciating every word. "Yes, Alpha" Chris bowed in submission and Zephyr nodded then proceeded to walk out. Chris heaved a sigh. He wasn't a god to make her regain consciousness, he was only but a doctor. He prayed to the moon goddess to help him and save him from Zephyr because the man was getting unbearable day by day since he found his mate.

Her evil laugh irked my ears, don't know why am I even tolerating her. "And what is that?" I asked, again gulping the drink. "Dude, you are lucky that you can't see them being happy together. Since you're blind, Ann" With a crack, the last piece of my heart broke as I stood there numbly staring at the blurred figure of them, unable to glimpse the unity that is now binding them together. A painful chuckle escaped my lips as I stumbled on my feet, booze is playing with my senses, exhorting me to commit something stupid and absurd to ruin this all for them.

I begin grabbing my stuff and rise from my seat when the lights turn on, the music still playing as the ending credits continue. I suck in a sharp breath, my heart plummeting, as my eyes immediately land on the younger man. He stands, towering over his skinny date, and waits for her to rise to her feet so they could leave the theater. His face is fully visible now that the lights shine brightly on his beautifully bronzed skin. Crayvin Smith.

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

She had closed her eyes, praying not to be seen, but Eren's voice had made her open her eyes and stand to her feet. As he neared, everyone stood up and formed a long line. As he appeared from the shadows, the first thing she noticed was his cane. She then saw his shoes before eventually catching a glimpse of his face. He was tall and slender. His golden hair was neatly cut and he wore black eyewear that concealed his eyes. His jawline was well-defined, and his nose and lips were the most beautiful she'd ever seen. He was frowning rather than smiling.

She pointed the ball in another direction thinking he was standing in the direction, the boy stared confusedly at her. "Hello, am standing right here, why are you pointing the ball in another direction?".He asked. "Oh, am sorry, I thought you were standing there".She said smiling and turned the ball in his direction and he took it from her. "Is there something wrong with your eyes?". "Um, yes, I can't see with them, which means I am blind". "Oh, am sorry about that, when did this happen? Was it during birth?". "No, it happened two days ago".