Small Heath Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat. Then, as Keyara felt her hair was perfectly tied, she turned around while holding the two ice creams. She was about to give one to Grey but was surprised. Because Grey reached out his hand toward Keyara's glasses. He took off the transparent-framed glasses and folded them in his hand. Keyara felt her entire vision blur. Her eyes were indeed -4 diopters, and that was enough to turn her surroundings into blurry lines and boxes, with fog obscuring the clarity of every object, including Grey's face.

Friendships, bonds, companionship, as I said, these things are important to us all. High above Blake's head, a small glass orb of light was flickering. I looked up, feeling the first prickles of dread creeping up my neck. Seeing that my attention had been drawn elsewhere, Blake craned to look upwards too, his gaze finding the tiny light that was blinking on and off. He looked at it, expressionless, only a slight arching of his brow showing a vague interest in the flickering light.

Hence, it wasn't just my eyes, but also my weapon. The screeching of metallic objects colliding ripped through the silence of the living room. The impact sent strong vibrations through the cane, causing my fingers to go numb. My ambusher clearly hadn't expected that I would have such extraordinary reaction speed since I was blind. With a cry of pain, he dropped the metal bat to the ground. Nonetheless, I didn't give him a chance to catch his bearings. Using his earlier cry to pinpoint his location, I lashed out with my cane, accurately jabbing him right in the abdomen.

"Can I take off this blindfold, please?" "Yes, you can," Shadrach nodded, taking the blindfold off. Wynter adjusted her eyes to the brightness. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and her eyes widened in awe. She was right; they were in a garden, but not the one everyone could expect. The indoor garden was a magical oasis. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery. Each plant seemed to shimmer under the light, their leaves glistening like jewels.

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

I was my sister now. He dragged the body to the kitchen. Water ran. A suitcase zipper opened. I kept my eyes on the wall. Counted cracks. Seven up. Three across. The water stopped. Footsteps came back. Then he turned off the lights. Darkness. My real eyes screamed for light, but the white lenses blocked everything. I breathed slow. In. Out. A phone flashlight clicked on. Beam straight into my eyes. I didn't blink. Ten seconds. Twenty. My eyes burned behind the plastic, but my face stayed empty. Bored. *Blind.*

The dwarf man continued to look up into the darkness of the starless night. Even the moonlight seemed shy of revealing itself, but the savage dwarf man grinned faintly. Then his nostrils twitched in time with his breathing. "Did you hear about the new blind wolf that conquered the five small packs around Silver Castle?" asked Jos in a low, probing tone. Edward instantly lost his concentration, his gaze shifting to Jos's face as he fiercely raised one of his eyebrows. Edward immediately flicked the forehead of the dwarf man who was none other than his best assistant.

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.

Good Heavens! ''There! She’s saying something!'' ''Miss Parker? Can you hear me?'' ''Yes...Please don't shout... My ears hurt....'' ''Doctor! There she...'' ''Shshhhhh'' ''Silent'' Ugh! Two thin blades of blinding light cut through my eyes once I opened them. There was a heavy throbbing at the back of my head. My body seemed like it was weighed down by a 5-ton iron sphere. ''Wait Miss Parker, let me help you up''

Richard saw his blank, idiotic stare—eyes turning milky white beneath their lids. “Was it huge?” asked Lawrie. “Did she tell you? How huge was it?” Lorraine went pale. “Admiral Jack?” said Richard, teeth clenched. “Can you see me, sir?” He passed a hand in front of his eyes. “Blind,” Lawrie said, and Richard felt his guts twist. “We’re blind, all of us here . . . but not you.” After a few calming minutes they led him in the direction of the vehicle, Lorraine hooking his BluBlockers back in place over both ears. Her high heels clocked along the pavement as they walked him carefully. Richard heard a dog barking somewhere.