It was a blizzard outside the night Orla Mae Shelby was born. A true white Christmas. Just after midnight, Orla's mother gave birth to a beautiful little girl. She had jet black hair and the most stunning blue eyes. Her mother couldn't help but fathom at the striking resemblance that Orla and her older brother Tommy held, therefore, Tommy was to name her.

Peaky Blinders - Shelby Sister: A series of stories and headcanons centering around Rebecca Shelby, the youngest member of the family.

A blonde bombshell from Australia washes into the Garrison one lucky day. Charlotte Wilson was easily the most hostile person ever. Especially towards men, but could one certain man with beautiful blue eyes be the end to all of her hostility? Who was she really and why was she there? Could she be the one to help Tommy forget about Grace? Would she tell Tommy her story or would he find out by someone else? What was she running away from? Hey guys! This is my new story I've been writing. I own Charlotte Wilson and her siblings, who you will eventually meet, but I do not own the Peaky Blinders. Obviously we all know that Peaky Blinders was set in the 1920's, but in this story I'm using more modern clothes and just some other modern stuff you will notice. Well...I hope you guys enjoy. Much love!🖤

PEAKY BLINDERS FANFICTION Lily Peyton is the best art collector of London's underground company, Guild. When a task goes wrong, she is dispatched to Birmingham and is assigned her next target, Polly Gray. Oblivious and brazen, she doesn't know that the reason behind her demotion is the uncrowned King of Birmingham. Tommy Shelby's business is on an all-time high. So are his enemies. When a person from the past arrives in his town, he knows he has to take charge. But will he be able to look past and let in the sharp tongued Lily? Or will he continue to yearn for Grace?

Tommy Shelby finally recognises the extent of his mental damage. An Illness that is eating away at his conscious being, devouring every last morsel of sanity in his head. An illness that finally forces him to seek counsel from a professional. To finally confide in someone. {Tommy Shelby X OC} {a plot of my own division set after the ending of season 5 - slightly au to what is represented in the series}

"Don't fuck with Valentina Changretta."

This is not a story for the soft hearted. This is not a story for the closed minded. This is a story for those with a little of the Devil inside. "The sadness of music sifted through me like grains of sand; every note fell into the cracks of my bones and wedged its pieces, becoming parts of me. The melancholy tasted bitter-sweet on my skin; every piano key carried the flavor of his chapped fingertips. The exquisitiness of the soul harmony softened my armored heart; it stripped it bare, delicate, exposed to Apollo who wished not only to be a warrior with a bow, but also to pierce hearts with a song." A new age story of Gods favourite angel, and of one naive girl who still believes in fairytales and forever afters.

*SEQUEL TO "OWNED" Leaving was killing my soul as sure as a dagger can stop a beating heart. There is such sadness in leaving a place of strong love, a place where fond memories grew as fast as the clover in the grass. Even after 7 years, I knew l would savour each memory so strongly that it will almost live once more. I knew that the strands of love would keep us together even when we were far apart. I only had to reach out with my mind and there he was, waiting to shower me with the love he always did. But after such a long time, it was my time to depart, to do what I was born to do, to make the changes and the sacrifices that were necessary. Necessary for me to survive without him. Necessary for me to forget him.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

READ AFTER READING THE VAMPIRE'S PET. One year ago Lord Dawson shut the doors of his mansion after the tragic death of his pet and has yet to open them since. People living around the manner have not seen their lord in a year, only the occasional glimpse of servants leaving the gates of the huge estate. And every now and then under the light of moon, a beautiful woman in a gown from another time was spotted roaming the gardens near the fence Almost always in blue. They spoke of her as if a legend, a woman, and a great mystery. The beautiful woman. The lady in blue. ~~ "Kaden...honey come to bed." I looked down at my lover as he signed document after document, "not now pet." Shaking my head I poured him his favorite scotch, taking a sip before placing it on the cherrywood desk, "don't be like that, you know you want to play." His gaze flicked up at me, "only if you agree to stop roaming the gardens at night, rumors are spreading." I rolled my eyes, "love you too Kaden." He shot me a smirk sipping at his drink, "do you really love me?" "do you?" I shot back. "I do, I always did, I will for eternity Calla." I grinned wickedly my tiny fangs glimmering in the candlelight and my eyes flashing red. "good remember that or I may just have to find a new lover." His laugh echoed through the room as he pulled me into his lap. I leaned into his chest, "tell me everythings going to be okay." Tell me we will open those doors again soon. "Everything will be okay." !!!Mature for language and sexual content!!!