Sherlock Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her voice was annoyingly calm, like she was talking about the weather instead of the fact that I was chained to a wall like some rabid animal they forgot to put down. “I’m fine,” I snapped at her. “You’re not." I let out a laugh because that sounded like shit even to me. “Wow, no shit, Sherlock. Yeah, I feel freaking awesome. Five stars. Would totally recommend getting kidnapped by vampires and chained in their creepy-ass basement." She went quiet after that. Just let the silence sit between us until it got under my skin. “You’re still trying to reach your wolf,” she said. I froze for a second, which was stupid because that probably gave me away. “I’m not,” I said way too fast.

“Fine.” I moved away from the bed to give us some distance and she noticed it. She smirked but went on ahead to speak. “I know you don’t like me…” No shit Sherlock. She started and I couldn’t help but agree with her. “…and quite frankly I don’t like you either. Not that I give two shits but go on. “But you need to understand that I’m not going anywhere. I’m here to stay and to have my mates back. Well, I think I already have them back but the problem is you being here. I want you gone.” I wanted to tell her that I was here to stay too. I wanted her to know that I was going to fight for my mates and to have them back to me but I wasn’t confident about it at all.

he cut in. “Just because he rejected you and refused to make you his Luna you want to seduce him and separate him from his mate” Sherlock had heard a lot about Livey from Scarlett his mate, he hated her for making his son the cold person he was today and seeked for an opportunity to meet her, he was finally blessed with such a day. “I was only going to” “Did I ask you to speak” he grabbed her by the neck and pulled her up, Livey struggled to breath much worse she struggled to break free from his grasp.

Chapter 55 "Hello darling, you are already here? Glad to meet you." Sherlock walked with extended arms reaching Scarlet. With each step Sherlock took forward she took one step behind subsequently hitting the wall. When he reached her for a hug she could smell the strong stench of alcohol. Scarlet hated his touch, his smell and that voice which felt like stones getting ground in a machine to her ears. Scarlet's wrinkled features were not liked by him when he hugged her. She couldn't see him. Sherlock wouldn't risk showing his face to her. At least for the moment, especially when she is Ace's fiance. Her eyes were covered with a white cloth.

Hayden's POV. Sherlock was a freaking stupid guy who wanted to make everything revolve around him and didn't mind as long as he was enjoying all the benefits without even thinking about what was next. "I don't really think that there's anything that you need to be worried about. She doesn't look like one of those girls who is going to run after me simply because of what I possess. I think you should be happy about that instead of just trying to ruin her life by being so protective." He smiled.

Amelia’s face looks back at me as she’s lying on the bed, her cheeks flushed, eyes full of the same desire I’m trying to force down, lips full and parted like she could actually allow me to kiss her. “Damn it,” I snarl as my mind brings me back to the past—to the memories of every touch, harder grab, the moments I used her body as a tool for my pleasure, completely disregarding her needs. “I’m an idiot. Such an idiot,” I whisper as I sit up in the bed and run my hand through my hair. “No shit, Sherlock,” my wolf chuckles, obviously needing to add his two cents to my torture. With another soft curse, I look down, then groan loudly. I’m rock hard just by thinking about Amelia.

“Just say the word, and I'll teach him a lesson, Kai. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. As long as you're happy.” I knew it made little sense, and his possessiveness wasn't something I should encourage, but I couldn't help it. I brought his face closer and kissed him until my knees went weak under me. I broke away from the kiss and placed my forehead against his. “Should I?” “No, he doesn't matter.” That wasn't the entire reason. He won't even hurt Mr Sherlock even if he wanted. Stein doesn't know who Mr Sherlock is. He wouldn't make that promise if he knew who we were talking about.

Lexi: Let's meet. She typed the message and hit send, her eyes fixed on the screen as she waited for a response. The minutes ticked by, but there was only silence. No response came. With a hint of disappointment, she dropped the phone onto the bed and left her room, making her way downstairs to the dining room, where the aroma of dinner wafted through the air, mingling with the sound of her friends' chatter. ★ HD Italian Clubhouse ~ SLAP!!! The sound of flesh meeting flesh rent the dimly lit room. Sherlock stood before his father, his cheeks already swollen as a result of the slap. "Father, I'm sorry, please," Sherlock said, and Xavier landed another heavy slap on his face, his anger palpabl

Damn him for making my heart stutter when I should be disgusted. Shifting forward, he shoved his palm under my head and forced me to sit up. He adjusted the pillow, and my body instantly rested against it. "You are burning up," he muttered, more to himself "Brilliant observation, Sherlock," I grumbled. Dipping the spoon into the soup again, he brought it to my lips. My gaze flicked between the spoon and his eyes that dared me to defy him. Slowly I parted my lips. I needed it to fight him.