Romans & histoires Sherlock Holmes Fan Fiction

"But I prefer Dr. Austin, the refined gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses. He's so my type. If I could date someone like him, I'd be willing to do anything!" "I'm not like you guys. I want them both!" "Hey, you're being too greedy, girl! Listen, all of you should stop dreaming. Didn't you see Dr. Watson next to him? They might be a couple, you know?" "He could be her younger brother. Can't I just fantasize a bit?" "..."

“Sweeping his hands through his ravishing locks of shining golden blonde hair, his spellbinding sapphire sky blue eyes filled with lust and hot passion dripping with sweet desire as he bent down towards Lyall. Lyall licked his lips hungrily. As their lips meet…” “Ahem,” Kitty says. “Hate to interrupt… whatever this is. The groceries are out on the porch. You know the drill. You boys can take it from here.” “Your timing is atrocious as always,” Alastaire says, slipping his phone into his pocket. “First you steal my Cupcake away for a whole day, then you barge in on story hour just as it’s getting really good.” “I didn’t know you read Fable fan fiction,” I blurt out, hoping he’s never read any

Me dying, being kidnapped or not, doesn't make any fucking difference. I entered my room and shot the door. I felt so embarrassed and sad for getting so easily kidnapped and again... Helene’s story, zara... is that how the story might end for me aswell? Is Mr Holmes ready to go to those extremes if everything is revealed? Questions kept roaming in my mind while the cool bath washed away my preoccupations. I laid on my bed feeling refreshed, relieved but above all scared and intrigued. The gunshot, the hidden child, their burning bodies and all that had happened blew away all ounces of sleep.

Are Ace and Scarlet indeed made for each other? "Shit! I believed those nuns and they turned out to be the most deceiving. All cats are gray by night." He grunted. "I do not know about them. But you are certainly a fool. You couldn't manipulate an innocent teenager. I collected all the information about her. The only thing you had to do was to trap her in your fake love and get the code from her. And you couldn't do even that simple job. Shame on you." Sherlock spat on his face with extreme annoyance.

"-for infinity." "That is stealing." I said flatly. "Depends on how you see it. I see the more positive version." I sighed as my eyeballs went upwards. "You're an idiot." He winked as we walked downstairs. "And your favourite is blue and purple Orchids." "How did you know that?" I gaped at him, not many knew it. People thought it was Rose. "Call me Sherlock Holmes."

Laughing that we were hurting people. There’s a reason I’ve been dreaming of war. I thought I would start it with my stupid, useless heart. But that was yet another fanciful lie. I’m starting this war that’s going to destroy the world because I am exactly the daughter the Solbergs wanted–because I let them make me into it. “Shit.” Hollis looks at me with something like concern in his eyes. “I know this is the worst time to do this. We could maybe keep something? Meet in the trees after dark, maybe we each make a couple visits to each other’s kingdoms a year after this?”

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

"One, I will find out that this super fan of mine is a girl and she's the girl I fell in love with long time ago, second, she'll remain my super fan but will stop stalking me because she got tired of me, third, she'll start to hate me and start to bash me while me realized that I fell in love with her, fourth, I'll stop writing stories and isolate myself then found comfort in her in person not in social media and lastly, fifth, I'll find out who my stalker is and found out the she's the one I stalk in person. What do you think?" I smirked. "Thank you, I've take note all of it." "I also have suggestion on mine." said Sandstorm. I nod. "First, the stalker I have will be my best friend, second,

answered Rachel with doubt. Noah nodded his head," who? Do you wait me to help you to seek the evidence?" offered him nicely. Rachel laughed sarcastically, "Even the police and the court couldn't find the proof, why would you help me?" she replied. Noah shrugged off "Don't underestimate me, I have good experience in investigating cases," said him, hit his broad chest once. Rachel snorted," Really?" "Yeah, I have read all Sherlock Holmes series, that gave me so much out lesson to learn," answered Noah half- jokingly. Rachel laughed out loud, she patted Noah's shoulder a couple of times. Just within days, they became friends best friends.

Chole and Griffin answered at the same time, and Kai just shook his head and walked away. Stefan's Home When Stefan got home, Dorothy was already dressed and ready for school. She was scrolling through posts on her phone, shaking her head. “What’s the matter, love?” Stefan asked. “It’s nothing. I’m just wondering how low my so-called sister would stoop to get what she wants,” Dorothy replied with an eye roll, showing Stefan her phone. He glanced at the screen. “She got married to Sherlock Holmes? Isn’t he a bit old for her?”