Sherlock Holmes 2 Novels & Stories

He used to be my crush, but that wasn't how it was. S: What makes you think that it wasn't the same? K: When I saw him again after two years, it made me happy. Sherlock did not respond to her message. After twenty minutes, Khali sends him another message. K: Sherlock, Haist. You slept while we spoke.

"Honestly, I don't mind, Sera. I have no regrets in life. My son is great to me, and my wife is as loving as she can be. We live ordinary yet happy lives. I'm only worried about you, which is why I'm telling you this." A warmth bloomed in Seraphine's chest. "Don't you worry. I'll be fine." He said, "If something happens to me, I want you to go to the Royal City Library and find my room on the second floor. There, in the drawer, is a photo album consisting of a USB drive. Everything you're looking for will be there." Seraphine quickly chimed in, "You can't get hurt, Professor Holmes! Didn't you want to prove yourself? How about this? We make a detailed plan so Professor Horne won't see it com

Clarissa’s eyes narrowed as she noticed the maid’s cleavage peeking out. Without hesitation, she subtly nudged the maid’s hand, causing a bit of tea to spill. “Ouch!!” Clarissa yelped dramatically. The maid gasped and jumped back. “What’s wrong?” Sherlock asked, his voice full of concern. “She poured hot tea on me!” Clarissa cried before the maid could utter a word, blowing frantically on her hand. Sherlock turned to his butler, who stood silently nearby. “Call the doctor. Now.” The butler gave a slight nod and reached for his phone. He’d seen everything—Clarissa’s subtle push—but he dared not speak.

With the sound of the elevator chime and open, he walked out adjusting his shirt back to normal. "Bastard," I muttered angrily as I helplessly followed after him. Shock laced through me as the ambiance of the entire atmosphere switched from whorehouse slum to five-star amazement. Well, this was not expected. "What the actual hell." I breathed as I walked right behind him in this oddly fancy lobby. "Surprised?" “Very. What the heck did we transport through?" "That, my dear is what we call an elevator:" “Well no shit, Sherlock." I scoffed.

My jaw dropped, and he sat on the table, facing me. "You're a slow learner, aren't you, wildcat? He pushed his glasses back to their place. "Tomorrow, I'll deliver his corpse here. You guys dated for two years, right?" H–How did he know? Ares took out his phone and dialed someone. He put whoever was on the other side on speaker, "Tim, I want updates." "Mr.Chaves is in a coffee shop. He's currently calling 911, explaining to them about Ms.Morrow." Tim answered, and I looked at him in horror.

The wolf watches me intently, its gaze unwavering. As I get closer, I notice something unusual about the wolf. It bears a strange mark on its fur, a symbol that I can't quite make out from this distance. Intrigued, I reach into my pocket and pull out my camera, hoping to capture this rare encounter. With each step, the wolf seems to grow more comfortable with my presence. It lowers its head slightly, allowing me to get a better look at the mark on its fur. It's a symbol I've never seen before, intricate and mysterious.

He turned around and saw a fellow college mate sneezing “Hey, Cold?” Rocky said the boy who nodded sneezing “Did you fell into river?” Rocky asked the boy. The boy in returned gave Rocky a disgusting look and turned away from them. “Sir, did you notice his shoes? Perhaps it’s a size 8.” Rocky said on which Inspector Kenneth glared at him. “Sir have you found the killer’s body yet.” Sunny asked “No. The search is on. The body is bound to come to the surface someday. How long the crime can be concealed” Inspector Kenneth stated the last part looking right in Rocky’s eyes.

She lay her Levi’s over her desk chair and walked to her ensuite bathroom in her t-shirt and undies, where she further undressed before getting into the shower. Leah let the hot water run over her, as she went through the events of the day. She still couldn’t get her head around Silden’s visit. It had been such a strange event. One she still didn’t completely understand. Silden’s warning came as a shock. How had she known about the Raven? Had she been following her too? That was the only way that she could have known. Leah then thought about her eyes and how her mother had said that it was a good omen, but Leah wasn’t so sure. Leah had never seen someone with two different color eyes, so for

White hairs had appeared at my father's temples at some point, and Alyssa, who had always seemed so distant and composed, had bloodshot eyes. The moment they saw that I was awake, they shot to their feet. They wore expressions I'd never seen before. Something almost ingratiating.

I kept circling the thought like it might finally give me answers if I looked at it long enough. But it never did. What I did know… was that I wasn’t ready to lose any part of this. And as I sat there, I could still sense him—less a scent, more a presence that lingered against my skin. Today was the day, and tonight when the full moon comes out she’ll awaken. My wolf will finally take over, and when she does I’ll be finding my mate. His scent will consume me in ways I can’t ignore, my instincts will take over and I’ll follow that scent till I find him.