Celia Farraday and her family had to travel back to England in order to say goodbye to her dying grandfather. Misfortune falls upon her family then, which forces Celia to find work on the streets of Birmingham to help her parents afford rent. These are the same streets that are controlled by the Peaky Blinders. What happens when Celia finds herself in the direct line of fire of the gang's stoic leader, Thomas Shelby?

"I have heard many rumours about you, Mr Shelby." "Anything of interest?" "I could write a whole book about you, Mr Shelby." The smog ridden city had many secrets and Katherine Williams had a way of finding out every single one of them. Before the war, Kat was known simply as a busybody. But then the war came and then it left, forcing the men to return home different people. And when the men changed and so did the woman with little choice. Kat was no different to any other woman in Small Heath, she wasn't the same woman she was before the war. No, she was a force to be reckoned with. She knew things that could bring anyone to their knees and she revelled in that fact. But not even she was immune to the fear and terror the Peaky Blinders brought with them and nor was she immune to the icy blue eyes of the leader of the infamous gang.

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

(BOOK 4 OF MAFIA LOVE SERIES) Read Mia Regina, Escort Me Baby, and Mio Re before this. *** I woke up in a place I didn't recognize, with rowdy looking people I didn't know, and fear tingling in every inch of my aching body. I had no place to run, no one to seek help from. I was trapped in these four walls, clawing at my own hair. I was associated with the mafia because of the man I loved. Leo Bonferroni. I knew it wasn't going to be easy. One could never escape the mafia. Death was the only way out and there was no way I was dying in this hellhole. No matter the amount of people I had to rip through or the battles I had to fight, I was determined to go home to the love of my life. It was especially difficult when no one could be trusted. The people you wouldn't suspect came out from their shadows and haunted me. I hoped I had the strength to fight each one off. No matter the cost, I kept telling myself. MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS SEXUAL SCENES, FILTHY LANGUAGE, TRIGGERING MOMENTS, AND VIOLENCE.