Molly Hooper Sherlock Novels & Stories

’ Confused about the reference, Milo asked, ‘Who’s Sherlock? Veronica chuckled. ‘A famous detective.’ ‘So, he’s like Auguste Dupin.’ ‘Who?’ It was Veronica’s turn to look blank. ‘A famous detective.’ Milo shot her a look as if to say: isn’t that obvious? Alessia said, ‘Veronica, why don’t you take Milo into his room, read him a story of Sherlock Holmes? Carry this box of blueberries with you.’ ‘What about you, Mom?’ Milo asked. ‘I’ll deal with our guest.’

" Olivia's explanation slowly wore his guard down, but his expression remained stoic. "Based on what I observed, she's important to you. That's definitely not how the culprit would act. That's why I'm being honest with you." Yale frowned. "Molly was adopted when she was seven. Someone saved her from the water. Her head hit a rock, so she couldn't remember anything before she turned seven." "The clues are falling into places. The culprit must've poisoned Molly before she turned seven. But luck's on her side. I bet you've spent a lot of money on her, haven't you? If you were a humble family, she would've long died."

She felt her life leave her body and then in the blink of an eye it wasn't just the following day but she was in another Molly's body, Molly Anderson, a 28 year old office manager at a real estate company. Molly drove on and reached her destination, the police station, and with her heels off she then got out of the car and ran inside. She looked around for Det. Brighton and seeing him seated back at his desk she ran across the busy floor to him. He was sitting back in his chair looking to have everything on his mind. "Det. Brighton," Molly ran up to his desk and said, slightly breathless and with her heart continuing to race. "Yes," he looked up at her and answered, coming to.

Aidan sarcastically responds. "You sound utterly ridiculous, Aidan. Casey is the personification of chivalry." That mocking declaration comes with the entrance of Molly. The youngest of the Sullivan children and the only girl. Aside from her mother's green eyes, Molly takes after her father with dark brown hair and alabaster skin. She is short standing at 5'3" and quite slight thanks to her years of studying dance. She is currently in her second year of law school at Harvard. "Thank you, Molly. How about a drink to help you deal with our brother?" Casey asks, glad to have another sparring partner for Aidan.

“Why are you looking for her?” He tried to maintain his composure as he spoke. “I suppose you're familiar with Jericho?” he asked. “Well, the sheriff and I are trying to take them down. But we need to make sure that Abby Is safe. We're working with another werewolf named Molly.” My eyes widened as I heard her name. I wanted him to take me to her. But I realized Molly might not want to see me yet. She must've faked her death so that I would go after the shadow clan. And she would remain in Lockwood to protect Abby and take down Jericho.

"It arrived at our law firm ten minutes ago but it is on anonymous basis" "Molly suggested I ignore it just in case there will be any danger. But considering your case, I opened it as I knew you won't let go of any possible clues." Hearing that, an overwhelming excitement appeared in my eyes. Did it relate to my boy? Molly, our private investigator was helping me to locate my boy. As if he could read my mind, Henry nodded and smiled, "Yes, it mentioned your BOY. I think we got some idea where he is now. One step closer, Akira."

Sheriff said waving it away. "We have to put our ears close to the wall and be more careful not to loose more lives. Damn, this is just freaking me out! Its just two weeks and we've recorded 3 deaths! Seriously we have to act fast lest we might record more deaths" Sheriff Ruth further stated. "I think this killer is up to something" Detective Kate said. "And that's what we are gonna find out" Sheriff Ruth said as she nodded at them and they all stared at the marking on the map of Mystic Hollow.

Her eyes locked onto mine instantly, widening with horror. For a moment, we just stood there, the air thick with something unspoken. Then, as if flipping a switch, Molly’s expression darkened, her lips curling into a sinister smirk. “You shouldn’t be snooping, Audrey,” she said, voice laced with something unsettling. I swallowed, keeping my face as neutral as possible. “I—I was just passing by.” Molly tilted her head, stepping into the hallway. Behind her, James emerged, pulling his shirt back on, his expression unreadable.

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It’s only a matter of time. “I’ll try harder Matilda.” Ophelia said with a dull face, brooding over her loss. She’s named as the best detective of the decade yet she couldn’t collect the evidences of Linda’s secret affairs. She really admires the confidence and intelligence of her target. Matilda bid farewell to her Sherlock Holmes friend and hopped in the taxi before fleeting away from the scene. When the cab hit the road, she closed her eyes and rested her head on the back seat, recalling her daughter’s words from that afternoon.