Destiny - Thomas Shelby

Destiny - Thomas Shelby

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Being a woman in 1919 wasn't easy. But living in Birmingham at the same time as The Peaky Blinders was something that bothered Eleanor in many ways, especially when Thomas Shelby was the leader of the gang. "It doesn't matter where we are, destiny will always bring us together" "Even if we are dead?" "Even if we are dead" Disclaimer: I don't own any of these Stephen Knight's characters or the plot of the Peaky Blinders. I only created Eleanor Fenton's character and story. Hope you like it
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"𝐎𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬." ( oc x oc ) 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐁𝐘 - the youngest Shelby sister was the only sibling that you could look at and say "no, she isn't related to those Shelby bastards." Although she shared the same brunette locks as her sister Ada and the same blue eyes as her brother Tommy, she did not share the same attitudes. Francesca was an anxious girl. And that only worsened when her brothers left for war. Her second eldest brother, Tommy, was a God in her eyes. She idolised him. Why? Nobody knew. But there was something about him. And for her.. Tommy loved her like she was his own daughter. They had a bond not even the strongest of men could destroy. They were cut from the same cloth. 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, - Francesca finds that her closest and only friend, George, a boy who came from the richer side of Birmingham, had returned from the countryside. He was the type of boy all the girls would fawn over. Golden hair and blue eyes. Except, he didn't care for any of them. He cared for his best friend: Francesca Shelby. Or - Frances, as he called her. He was her only friend. Being older and, well, liked by most, he found it was his duty to look after her during such a hostile time. But they seemed to be blind to the fact that they were more than friends. In some way, they were more. They didn't know it but everybody else did.

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