Sherrinford Holmes Novels & Stories

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

I looked at the ground and recalled something I accidentally heard from the past. After Madell hit me, I hid inside the cabinet and waited there until Madell stop her search. Then Sherly and Finn entered the room. They were fighting about the woman that Finn used to date before. Then, I found out that Finn was dating a woman who is Sherly’s friend. But Sherly, who is greedy for power, seduced Finn and got pregnant. Finn had no choice but to marry her. This explains why sir Finn isn’t fond of his first son, Zion. Because whenever he’s looking at him, he’s remembering the first love he had to abandon.

“Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.” Ichabod frowned, could the man be seeing Odin as well. “I don’t understand.” “Oh, I’m sure you do. This is interesting. A beast within a man, Rasheedat must hear of this. Please take a seat.” He said, pointing to two chairs behind him. The two men sat down. Ichabod watched as Johnny brought out a phone and began to dial a number. “Are you calling Rasheedat?”Adams asked. “Oh yes. She will be the one to help you. She has been researching on something like this for years, she will be so thrilled to see it finally happened.” The man said happily, beaming at Ichabod who shifted uncontrollably in his seat.

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

"I only found out recently that Seren Hollowmere died during childbirth, Elowen. She was brought to Silvermoon Capital on the exact day of your carriage accident. The Ashbourne Pack drugged her and placed her inside Caius Redfern's private quarters to bait you out of the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion and kidnap you. After she realized her role caused your unborn pup to die, Seren’s body caved under the shock. She went into premature labor at seven months and bled out."

His wolf is visible beneath his skin, trying to shift and failing, trapped between forms in a way that must be agony. "James?" I keep my voice gentle, non-threatening. The shifting stops. His features stabilize into a young man's face, twisted with pain and terror. "Don't—" His voice cracks. "Don't come closer. I can't—I'm not—" His eyes roll back. When they refocus, they're ancient and cold. "Well, well. Hope Whitmore herself. The Council's little miracle child." The voice is wrong, layered with centuries of malice. "Come to save the poor, fragmented boy?"

She only stood by the door until I looked up at her. “He’s here,” she said finally. “He is waiting for you to admit him in.” “Send him in.” Lorenzo walked in like the room had been waiting for him. Tall, dark suit, the kind of poise that came from knowing exactly how much attention he commanded. His smile was faint but deliberate, a crafted expression that could pass for charm in the right light. “Mrs. Blackthorn, I didn’t think that you would be calling at all. But I am glad that you did.” He said, and he extended his hand to shake mine.

We said goodbye and I headed to the address Nick had texted me. As I walked into the shop a friendly gentleman greeted me. “Miss Clarke, Mr. Thorn said to expect you.” “He did,” I sounded surprised. “I have the bottles ready for you.” We walked over to the counter, and he showed me the bottles. First was Chateau Montelena chardonnay and the second was a bottle of Macallan 18-year-old double cask whiskey. I nodded, not having a clue. I watched as he boxed the bottles up and placed a gift ribbon around each of them.

His looks were so striking that he seemed like a character who had stepped out of another world just by sitting there. Holly couldn't help sneaking glances. She wanted to strike up a conversation, but before she could act, Finley caught on to it. With one long stride, Finley stepped in front of her and blocked her path. Leaning close, she hissed a warning. "Holly, you'd better keep your eyes in check. Mr. Fordham isn't someone you can even dream about!" Holly chuckled. Refusing to back down, she said in a mocking tone, "And he isn't someone you can dream about, either. Finley, don't think I don't know your little secret. You've liked Chester for years, but it's always been one-sided."

Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour. "Shut up, Bass. We've known her for years. Girl practically lives here." Hayes scoffed while flipping Bass off through the glass. "Just... what do I even say to you out of all people... don't die." He smiled before we exchanged our last goodbyes and he strolled out of the room. Welp. There goes the only trusty male figure I have close to me. "Hi, sweetheart. You must be Valentina. I'm Sierra Charles! It's nice to meet yo-" the lady began with a bubbly grin while reaching out to shake my hand but she quickly took it back when she saw the cuffs