Moriarty Sherlock Gnomes Novels & Stories

It sizzled and steamed as it hit the liquified rock and lava causing more rock to harden and build on top of what was already there. Short muscular gnomes constantly carved away at the stone to keep it under control. There’s ten of them all together. They were sent here due to their misconduct in human city’s. Gnomes are obviously mythical creatures and it’s not possible to hide that fact. They created their own little gang of rebels and decided they weren’t going to answer to the gods anymore. They would often drive around on motorcycles wreaking havoc over the cities. The little guys caused chaos everywhere. Lying, cheating, and stealing whenever the notion arose. There’s no way humans wou

It wasn’t large but detailed enough that anyone who had seen the real place would recognise it instantly. Valerie looked at me with a shocked gaze. I nodded slowly, reassuring her that what she was seeing was real. The small garden had narrow paths twisted through wildflowers. The small ceramic gnomes were placed everywhere. Some were fishing beside a tiny pond. Some sat under the mushrooms that were painted red and white. One gnome leaned against the shovel, another held a pipe with a smile on his face. They wore red hats and green coats. They had big noses and white beards.

"Zero, I feel that Feral has become a bit tamer?" Dina thought out to Zero as they walked to the gnome ruins. "It's probably because you've learned to handle him more." After the meal, the king without a single delay allowed their entrance to the gnome ruins and now they were walking down to the vast expanses of the gnomes. The gnomes were one of the most powerful creatures and even with their littleness they were bigger than all the races due to the insane creations they could make. Their most prominent being the golems which were so powerful they could even be made out as a sub-race of their own.

It was like a warming sensation everywhere his eyes went. The rest of the Gnomes approached us, stopping a short distance away. They were so small. Only about two and a half feet tall and so cute hurrying over on those short little legs. Once again, they lined up, and Noble made introductions gesturing to each in turn as he called their names.“This is Brave, Loyal, Vicious, Courage, Wise, and lastly Mischief.” I smiled and nodded to each in turn. Mischief displayed the biggest grin and winked at me. I giggled and winked back. Then they all spoke in unison, “A pleasure, my lady.” “Oh, none of that, my lady stuff.” I waived my hand. “Just call me Fawn, and it’s a pleasure to meet you as well.

“Who is the murderer now?” “Who is the murderer now?” “Who is the murderer now?” “BLAGAG! I fell from my bed and woke up while the question that I heard in my head slowly disappeared when I woke up. I am inside my room because I fell on the floor near my window. My back hurts and my hips too. I gently massage it to ease the pain from falling. I can still feel the coldness of my room because the aircon is still on. I suddenly remembered what happened last night. I don’t know if it is just my dream or it is real. I looked at my hands to see if I had blood stains but the good thing is that I don’t have any. I looked at my clothes and it is still the same; No bloodstains on it. I know it is just

Only then did he notice they were helping themselves to a bag of cheese puffs, which were almost as long as they were tall, Famallumi had left on the table. One of the gnomes sat on the salt shaker, his feet dangling over the side. He had a small bit of the cheese puff in his hand, and his rosy cheeks were covered in the orange crumbs. "Well, now, you'd have to ask Pux that question. Alls we know is that he wanted to come and so we came." The tiny gnome had the same conical hat as the gnome in Rhychard's bedroom. He also wore a dark green coat over beige breeches and tan leather boots. Rhychard even noticed the tiniest dagger cinched on one side of his waist and what appeared to be a small f

He prepared to duck, but Gandr only sneered. "Of course I did, you nitwit. I got ears, ya know!" Gandr growled. "Wh-what do you think it was?" Another of the gnomes looked around uncomfortably. Gandr gave a wicked grin. "I know what it was." The other gnomes leaned back, afraid what the unpredictable fellow would do. "Then…What was it?" "It was a cave rat," Gandr told them, flicking his eyes to gauge their response.

Said Kariya. Skyla slammed her fist against her cage once again “You listen to me Kariya Jean when I get out of Karzam and I will, I promise you will kill you!” she said activating her Sharringgan. Back in the Spinet home Ashley and Anthony were dressed in leather jackets, long pants, tall boots, a scarf and a hat. This might be a bit much and it looks like they are dressing for winter when there’s no snow, but the gnomes have sharp claws and teeth that they have to combat against. The two went out behind the house to get the tools they needed jumping and back stepping to avoid the gnomes coming after them. Gnomes love eating herbs and fruits and since Misses Spinet grows herbs, she must kee

I muttered under my breath, but Moose had also developed the ears of a hare too. “What did you say?” He yelled out, his voice hitting a crescendo. “You just called me Insane?” “You said the Gambino's are crooks?” He continued, screaming out profanities all the while. Maybe I was wrong, it was either of two things. Moose's ear wasn't as sharp as I thought, or this was a plot to get back at me for my display of defiance that cost his friend's life. “I never said any of those things!” I replied, trying my best to hide the squeak in my voice.

Dark clouds loom above them, as they need to think outside the box. “One hour, would it be enough?” Asked Soma to Gale. Gale shakes his head, “No, I’m afraid not, Moriarty needs time to get to the old hangar.” There was no comment coming from Soma until they reached the bedroom door, and as he opened the door, he said to Gale, “Time to put up a good fight, then.” Gale smiled at Soma, “Oh, of course, this time, we go all in.”