Daisy Fletcher has never had the luxury of falling apart. At twenty-three, she holds her family together with both hands - feeds them, fights for them, loves them fiercely - and every night she puts on a dress and becomes someone else entirely on the stage, because the money is good and the bills don't care about dignity. She doesn't expect Thomas Shelby to walk through the door. She doesn't expect him to come back. And she doesn't expect that the quietest, most dangerous man in Birmingham will turn out to be the only person who ever looked at her and saw both women at once. But Thomas Shelby belongs to a world that takes what it wants and leaves wreckage behind it. Her father knew that. Walter knew that. She should have listened. Birmingham, 1919. Canon-compliant. Slow burn. Eventual Tommy Shelby x OC.

"Michael is who everyone else knows." "And Henry?" "Henry's who I know." Elsie Collins has lived next door to Henry Johnson for most of her life. They grew up wild together - climbing fences, getting into the kind of trouble that small villages never forget. At seventeen, nothing has changed. He still walks through her door without knocking. She still saves things for him without thinking about it. The village has been watching her love him for years. Henry hasn't noticed. Or maybe he has, and just doesn't have a word for it yet. When Henry leaves for Birmingham, Elsie does the only thing that makes sense. She follows him. She's seventeen, she doesn't tell her mother, and Birmingham is nothing like home. The boy she's known her whole life is quietly disappearing, replaced by someone called Michael Gray who moves through the world like he was made for it. Elsie is the only one still calling him Henry. "Michael is who everyone else knows. Henry's who I know." The question was never whether they loved each other. It was whether love was enough when one of them was becoming someone new.

Matilda Preston is the picture of 1919 high-society perfection. As the wife of Inspector Campbell's ruthlessly ambitious right-hand man, she wears expensive dresses, pours tea into porcelain cups, and hides her husband's bruises beneath high-collared lace. But Julian made one fatal mistake: he brought her back to Birmingham. Before the riches, she was Tilly Walsh-a wild, barefoot girl who ran the muddy alleyways of Watery Lane. And John Shelby has never forgotten her. Now, caught in the crossfire of a brutal war between the police and the Peaky Blinders, Tilly is playing a deadly game. By day, she is the perfect copper's wife. By night, she is risking the hangman's noose for stolen moments in the shadows with a razor-wielding gangster who is more than willing to burn the city down to set her free. Julian promised her safety. John promised her ruin. Only one of them was telling the truth.

At eighteen, Cora Shelby is the untouchable darling of the Peaky Blinders. Kept strictly in the shadows of her brothers' violent empire, she is the family's carefully guarded secret. But when the Black Hand descends on the family, the Shelbys are forced to flee their mansions and return to the mud of Small Heath to survive. Tommy's desperation brings in mercenaries: Aberama Gold and his lethal, prizefighter son, Bonnie. Savage, bruised, and devastatingly charming, Bonnie is everything Cora has been sheltered from. To Aberama, Cora is a distraction that will get his son killed. To Tommy, Bonnie is just a hired fist who has no business breathing the same air as his baby sister. But in the claustrophobic, smoke-filled rooms of a family at war, the electric pull between the gypsy fighter and the mafia princess is instantaneous. And catastrophic. Because in a vendetta where one wrong move means a bullet, falling for a Shelby might just be the prettiest poison of them all.

➜ "You gonna keep talking," he said, his voice a calm whisper, almost teasing, "or let me kiss you?" In a city carved by violence and loyalty, Evelyn Harrow was never meant to fall for Thomas Shelby. But desire doesn't follow rules. And love was never part of the plan. ────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ──── Birmingham, 1919. Evelyn Harrow arrives in the smoky heart of the city with one mission: spy on Tommy Shelby and bring down the Peaky Blinders from within. Daughter of a ruthless gang kingpin, she is trained to be a weapon-cold and calculating. But as Evelyn delves deeper into the Shelby world, the lines between duty and desire blur. When love threatens to undo her carefully constructed allegiance, Evelyn must choose: loyalty to her family... or the man who might be her only salvation.

Where Matilda Willows and Finn Shelby struggle to make their relationship work. A girl who grew up alongside the Shelby's for years, finds herself caught in a relationship she no longer feels safe in. But when will she realise that the very Shelby boy that she calls her best friend has been the one all along.

Lillian was the girl Polly Gray raised. Michael was the son she lost. For seven years, Lillian was a Shelby, the living embodiment of a promise made to her dead mother. Then Michael Gray came home, and suddenly she was just the substitute. She was supposed to hate him for stealing her place. He was supposed to resent her for living the life that should have been his. But in the smoke-filled rooms and stolen glances, they found something else: something dangerous and utterly consuming. .......... His gaze was heavy. "Don't look at me like that, Lilly," he warned, his voice a low rumble that did traitorous things to her insides. "As if you're not looking at me the same way."

- 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 the Shelby family think they've finally been set free from Freddie Thorne. Until.. or - 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 the younger sister of Freddie Thorne who thinks she is unlovable, finds a boy who loves her as easy as he breathes. A love story between a girl who finds herself falling into a pit of troubles and a boy who seems to be the one pulling her out.

The girl working at the local bakery has a simple life. She just wants her father to come home from the war. But when John Shelby, member of the terrifying local gang, comes into her life, she realises it'll be anything but simple. Slow burn ish. Will be spicy in the future. This is a y/n but you'll be called your surname, 'March'

彡•˖* ❛‧₊ 𝐔𝐍𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐑 ─── ❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝙪𝙣𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙧 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮.❞ ─── 𝐎𝐑 . . . . . . ༉‧₊˚✧ ༄ ‧₊˚ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘶𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ( 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ) ( 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 ) ( 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐁𝐘 ) ( 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 ─ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 )