What Happens To Arthur In Peaky Blinders Novels & Stories

“Don’t even try. I won’t tell you. You’ll find out when we get there.” We spent the evening wrapped in each other’s arms, watching television. I hadn’t had evenings this peaceful in a long time. David’s words about a boy and a girl drifted back into my thoughts. What if he was right? But I didn’t feel anything like that yet. Time would tell. The calm shattered suddenly when Arthur shot to his feet. He inhaled sharply, his gaze turning dark and hostile. “What is it, Arthur?” “Damn it,” he muttered, crossing to the wardrobe where a large safe was hidden. When he pulled out a gun, my stomach dropped.

Decades of silence, of cold dinners and calculated business moves, culminated in this single, suffocating moment. “You’re late,” Arthur said hoarsely. His voice was a shadow of its former authority, but the steel was still there, buried under the debris of his lungs. Adrian moved to him immediately, crouching down. The heat was becoming unbearable, the floorboards beginning to warp beneath his boots. “You’re bleeding.” “It’s not fatal,” Arthur replied, his eyes scanning his son’s face for a sign of weakness. “Yet.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. He could hear the structure above them screaming. “Can you stand?”

"Oh, Arthur certainly was using you, but not for me. Arthur is a fool. He’s been playing a dangerous double game, trying to find this ledger to destroy it and protect his precious, beautiful 'goddaughter' from the syndicate's wrath. He actually thinks he can save you. But unfortunately for him, my employers have decided Arthur has outlived his usefulness. Tonight, both of the Pendelton and Vance legacies end." ​Vivian’s mind reeled. Arthur wasn't trying to destroy her. He was trying to shield her from the very monsters who had murdered her father. The weight of her doubt vanished, replaced by a sudden, desperate longing for the man she had pushed away. ​"I don't think so, Victor." ​The voice

Arthur was at a loss of words, cause no matter how tough Arthur was, he couldn't deny the fact that Stacey didn't want him, Caine was right. "You want to know my last name?" Arthur knew Caine would be shocked to know his last name, in fact everyone would be shocked. "Actually no, I don't care who you are." Caine nodded to the security guards, the guys stepped forward and started hitting Arthur with the bats. 'I deserve this for allowing someone to take me for a fool.' Arthur thought, gritting his teeth, no even once thinking of retaliating. Seeing Arthur fall to the ground, Caine joined in and they kicked him in the stomach l, after some time Caine stopped, and he told the guys to stop too.

Outside, the final announcement echoed like a death knell. "Arthur and Nina are a couple. Third post completed." Arthur's footsteps stopped for a moment. His shoulders slumped. The sound of machines throughout the labyrinth was loud. "Wait- WHAT? I CLEARLY HAVEN'T ARRIVED YET!" Blind Maze. It was over, and Arthur knew he had just lost everything. With a growl, Arthur became aroused and immediately strangled Jack. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY WIFE?"

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

A second later Arthur's figure disappeared from her sight and darkness filled her entire scene before a deafening scream filled the entire darkness that surrounded her. "Mommy!" "Ms. Blakely!” Reese had just opened the chat app on his cell phone when the scream echoed throughout the dining room. He quickly rose to his feet to catch Blakely's body before falling completely onto the floor. But he was a little too late to do so. Blakely's body fell to the floor and he only had time to hold onto her slumped shoulders. “Blakely.... Do you hear me? Blakely!” Arthur was screaming around him. The boy cried seeing his mother who suddenly fell and did not open her eyes again.

“Arthur...“ “It started...magically. Like gravity had pulled us in. Our heartbeats were synched. Our thoughts aligned. Like we were fated to be each other's other half.“ Arthur Belmont had survived the foggy morning, gruesome accident that claimed the lives of his parents at the age of 10. He was the only survivor. But it was at a price. His sight was gone. Orphaned and blinded on the same day, Arthur Belmont knew his life would never go back as it was. His perfect life was gone. Memories of that tragic morning haunted his nights. His dreams became nightmares. He was a traumatized, blind kid. Every night, he yelled for his parents, begging them to come take him. This new life wasn't somethin

Everyone gasped and quickly stood back when Arthur shoved the unconscious person off the table and onto the floor. “There. Now you're done with him. Now work on my mate!” “You can't do that!” The doctor yelled as he knelt to his patient lying on the ground. “I can,” Arthur said as he gently laid Sean on the table. The nurses moved out of his way as he rounded the table. The doctor watched in shock as Arthur reached down and snapped the unconscious man's neck. “There. Now you don't have to worry about him. If my mate dies, so will you!” Arthur said the doctor quickly got to work on Sean.

Arthur commanded, voice full of venom. We obeyed, turning towards him, like robots in control. When we faced him, he had a smirk on his face, laughing, which was disturbing. I slowly turned to Charles with a ‘Are you sure this guy is your brother?’ kind of stare. What type of son had Mr and Mrs sterling raised? A monster and psychopath willing to kill his own brother. Then Arthur raised the gun to the air, directly facing the ceiling. Before I could process what he was doing, he had pulled the trigger. The loud bang caused me to scream and cover my ears, jumping into Charles' body and he held me tight, shielding me away.