Sherlock Holmes Fate の小説・ストーリー

Plus nothing lead to him or their pack. I let out a growl, reading the way Ashely was killed. The guy sliced through her spine, temporarily paralyzing her, so she couldn't run, then he ripped her heart out. I tracked the guy scent, but I was lead to a dead end when I got to the ocean. That fucking mutt knew I would come looking for him, so he took to the water in a boat or something like the fucking coward he is, to stop me from tracking his scent on land. Every time I look over this I'm always left with nothing. Every new clew I get always leads to a dead end. Maybe I need a fresh pair of eyes to look at this. Maybe I'm missing something.

-What things? -She found out what you and I do, who we really are. She also... - He cleared his throat. The story had already started off on the wrong foot, and the bad thing was that it could always get worse. -I also told her that Anne is dead and it's because of you. - Then Brahim's lips spread into a Machiavellian smile. -What will happen now? -What will happen now is that you will help me keep an eye on her, while you remain silent. I can't continue with her little game of Sherlock . Holmes or he will discover something more compromising.

"Yeah, even I was very shocked. I mean, just this Thursday, everyone is still full of energy and expectation about the upcoming School Fest. My class is even planning to hold a small party to celebrate after the fest is over. Unfortunately the next day, Teacher Anne died and the culprit is still not apprehended. It is just very sad." "I totally agree, girl. The rich Holmes family refused to give everyone an explanation. It's obvious that their heir, that damn Aeron, is the killer. I think they are secretly hiding that bastard because they don't want him to get jailed. Serves them right that their businesses and companies are taking hits after hits. I hope they totally become bankrupt."

I felt so special in his eyes. “What happened?” Syl asks softly. She sucks in her bottom lip, already knowing this is going to be a sad story. “He died about five months ago. He was helping track down my sister, Emmy, who was kidnapped by the leader of The Underground. He sacrificed his life for… someone else.” I hesitate, not wanting her to know it was Asher- Alpha Asher- that he died saving. “Oh, Saph. That’s horrible. So, he was your fated mate? I don’t know how you’re still standing,” she says.

Sherlock: I don’t know much about you either. Furrowing her brow, Khali expressed her concern. ‘He has no idea who I am. But how did he figure out what I needed to know?’ Khali thought. Khali: Can I name you Sherlock on my phone? Sherlock: Why Holmes? Khali: Sherlock Holmes is my favorite character. Sherlock: You named me after your favorite. Khali: Yeah, you do seem mysterious to me. The same goes for me. Can you tell me my name on your phone?

Shortly much to her relief she could see a road and a bus approaching a check-post which was close-by. She sat in the bus and closed her eyes to rest in relief. The ill luck of Sherlock is, Hana is in her final year of graduation and she is doing her internship in Richmond Industries. How could Sherlock miss such crucial information about Hana? It was all a game of luck because justice always prevails. ***** The night when Sherlock returned to the warehouse, all the bodyguards had long faces with their eyes tuned to the floor. "Did somebody die?" He looked at the security men and roared in anger.

After much debate I left her reluctantly. After dropping Bethany at her home I directly went to my penthouse.I shaved, showered and put on fresh clothes. While my chef has prepared pasta for me,I wasn't in the mood of eating.I don't know why but I was having a bad feeling. Just then there was a knock and in came my detective.No one knows his real name but he is called Sherlock.Cliched much right? "Hello there Mr.Sherlock.How have you been?" "I'm doing fine Mr.Martin.Your father gave me this case about your girlfriend's accident."

The day I saw her last was the day before she packed her things and left the hotel she was staying, the hotel where I had had the most beautiful time of my life" he said, with his eyes shinning and a small smile playing on his lips, clearly he was going down memory lane. "I had had a fight with Amarog over her the day before, she had...she had been disgusted with me and had closed the door of her room, I had tried all my best to get her to open the door of the hotel room, to at least talk to me, but she never did." he said shaking his head morosely. "And when she left, I tried all my possible best to find her, but I failed. She didn't want to be found. So when Dante died, I stopped searching

Squeezing Margery’s hand, I nodded, understanding her concern before I headed down. Making my way down, I saw a shadow move towards me. Hiding in a small hole in the stone wall, I saw a man walking up the stairs. I had a bad feeling about this. He disappeared from sight and I hoped he didn’t see Margery on his way up. As soon as I reached the dungeon, I could see him there. His black wolf pacing back and forth, looking angry. Louve was dead silent inside of me and I didn’t want to bother her. I guess I had to do this for myself.

This is the man that gave me the file I showed you at the precinct, wow he's dead" jonz was also shocked , Mr Welsh and co both took the body to the morgue for autopsy and also took the knife to the forensic lab, for fingerprint testing. One faithful day, Mrs Welsh noticed her husband odd behavior, At night she confronts Mr.Welsh, telling him that he's always coming home late, not having time for his son, not sharing things with her, Mr Welsh tries to calm his wife down, he assures her everything will be fine, Ethan heard his parent discussing, he said to his father, "My birthday is coming up" Mr. Welsh replied "Oh I won't forget ur birthday. "He told Ethan he should go back to sleep that it