Fanfiction Sherlock Novels & Stories

She also brought him snacks during breaks and ate lunch with him. He saw the changes and the efforts. In his mind, Sophia had changed a lot. She became a responsible and sensible person. He felt guilty about using her as bait for the culprits, but that was the only way he and Detective Scott could think of to solve Sherah’s murder. He leaned on his office chair and began caressing his wedding ring. “I’ll do anything for you.” He whispered while staring at Sherah’s portrait, neatly placed on his table. MEANWHILE…

His hands pressed harder against the wall, his muscles flexing like he wanted to punch something. But then…he stepped back. “Unbelievable,” he muttered under his breath, running a hand through his already-messy hair. “You’re actually insane.” I pushed off the wall, brushing past him. “And you’re an idiot.” He turned, watching as I strolled back toward the couch, grabbed my tablet, and plopped down like nothing had happened. “This marriage is a joke,” he said, his voice edged with frustration. “No shit, Sherlock.” I didn’t even look up from my screen.

“Instead of helping me, you were out there making other women moan in bed. I did all my best to make you love me, Finn. But in the end, it was still her. It wasn’t really her, but you’re dating someone who looks like her. How pathetic, the two of us.” The beam on Finn’s lips vanished the moment Sherly talked about the past history. “What? You think I won’t notice?” Sherly mocked with sarcastic laughs. “That Elona. I know the reason why you are dating her. It was because she resembled that woman. Dia… ack!” Sherly couldn’t finish uttering his first love as Finn wrapped his hand around her neck. “F-Finn…! Ugh!” Sherly tried to get his hand away, wriggling her hands to remove his grip from her

At the gathering, Sherry Lark became increasingly emotional. Her eyes were red, and she was slightly tipsy as she held onto Ian Glover's hand while tearfully talking about her regrets of the past. She said, "I never imagined it was all just a misunderstanding. If I'd known, I would've handed you the scarf myself instead of leaving it in your desk drawer. If I'd done that, you wouldn't have misunderstood and thought I liked someone else!" Sherry's emotions spiraled out of control. Stimulated by the alcohol, her wolf became unstable, and her scent fluctuated chaotically.

Turning the thumb wheel, I find his frequency and press the button on the transmitter. "Yes." He answers, in a low monotone voice. "How are things with you and Sherrie?" I ask. "Great." He answers. "I absolutely adore her. She's smart, funny, beautiful and a wildcat in bed." "What's her number one sexual fantasy?" I ask, pretty sure he won't know the answer. "I don't know." He says, hesitantly. "She's never said."

“Listen to me, don’t you ever step into this floor again unless you want to lose your life and meet with your parents in wherever hellhole that they are right now, and do not think that my son would ever come to you, he has a mate now and you are nothing but garbage that he had disposed of. You disgust him as much as you disgust me” he spat making it clear to her, he made sure that she was hurt by his words. Livey listened to the harsh words Sherlock said while struggling for her life, he didn’t bulge when she was at the verge of passing out not even when tears rolled from her eyes. “Was this it, was this the end of her life” She had never expected that she would die this way. Sherlock relea

Chapter 1152 Sherman had no time for him. She opened Twitter and browsed intently. "Young hot guy, national husband, and pumpkin pie. Hahaha! So many special names!" He raised an eyebrow. He took her phone directly in his hand and placed it out of her reach. He looked serious. "Cell phones are radioactive..." Sherman narrowed his eyes. She couldn't help but keep laughing. "Hey, do you dare to show your jealousy with more pretentious excuses?"

"No shit, Sherlock. I mean don't get me wrong, short and curvy works fine for me, but I always expected, if ever fate was cruel enough to curse me, she'd at least give me a woman who likes me." "I'm sure she will in time. We took her by surprise, not to mention she's in pain. Besides, I kind of like that she's feisty. She'll need it to keep up with us." Round eyes and an open mouth met his answer. "You, my friend, are insane. One ball too many to the head I think. I mean, not only does she not want you, shouldn't you be more pissed that it looks like she's meant for both of us?"

His throat felt suddenly dry being overwhelmed by the situation and finished the water in the glass. Lawrence did not reply to Saul but he innately sympathized with him. “During her teenage years Mariya fell in love with Sherlock Hanes. Initially we did not know the sort of a monster he was. Everything went well until they were engaged and we found the grave truth about him. Outwardly he was a renowned businessman. But under its cover he did all sorts of illegal trade. Better late than never, her parents were about to cancel the wedding. But Mariya was adamant to marry Sherlock. He was a cunning wolf. Sherlock pulled out all those romantic hero dialogues to her and Mariya ultimately fell for

She could still tell whenever she's in trouble or whenever there is something on her mind. Her best friend, Solace, is a mind reader. Whatever. Sherly leaned in, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. Since she could tell that there was something wrong and since her family could accept it already, there is no reason for her not to tell her best friend about it. "Well, there might be a reason for that." She cupped both cheeks with her hands, trying to make her best friend see the difference. Intrigued, Solace reached out to grasp Sherly's hand, but her eyes were drawn to something sparkling on Sherly's ring finger. With a gasp, she pulled Sherly's hand closer, her eyes widening in disb