Sherrinford Holmes Novels & Stories

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."

A figure stood in the shadows. Pale skin. Silver eyes. No irises. A body that shimmered unnaturally even in low light. He was dressed in a gray suit, blood staining one sleeve. He looked like Lior. But wasn’t. The expression was wrong—too calm. Too detached. Too… perfect. “Evryn Hale,” he said, his voice smooth like polished glass. “I was hoping you’d arrive before I finished calibrating.” She raised her weapon, unsure if her hand was trembling from fear or recognition. “Who are you?”

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

why does she always choose the wrong time to appear to him, is she trying to ruin his life? "Just tell her that you can see an extremely sexy ghost standing in front of you who you wanna do things to" She stared at her Nala with a smirk on her face, walking towards her, her eyes scanning her from head to her neat white sneakers designed with a touch of blue lightning. "She just needs some touches on her hair and dressing style, trust me she would be smoking hot. But not just up to my standards you know" "I just have to go Nala, I'll call you. I promise" Austin hurriedly removed her hands from his, trying to leave there as soon as possible before Tasha makes him say something or do something

Emma whispered across grinded teeth as she receive Alex hands. “You're so beautiful Emmaline.”Alex complimented sweetly. She smiled in appreciation. “I'm glad you loved it. You're not looking bad yourself.”that's absolutely correct. Behind those sweet handsome, innocent looking face hides the most dangerous Man. “I'm glad you like it too.”he replied helping her down the stairs. “Shall we?” ***

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

"Ms. Holt, I am just doing my duty. Please don't make this difficult for me." With a cold glance at Belle, Sherlyn replied sternly, "Well, Felix is my grandfather's neighbor. If he were truly a heinous person, my grandfather would have moved away long ago. Are you questioning my grandfather's judgment?" "Good Lord!" Belle gasped internally, as Sherlyn used a powerful card so soon. It appeared that she had no reservations about using Ernest's name. Felix was equally surprised that Sherlyn would defend him so fiercely. After reflecting, he realized they had only met a couple of times. Did she really need to go to such lengths?

Sherri paused for a moment, misunderstanding Adrian's intention. Adrian had inquired if she had approached him for a specific reason, but Sherri misconstrued it as genuine concern. She shook her head and responded, "My father had confined me to the house lately, so nothing eventful has occurred. But I heard there's a ruthless killer in Leafall. He's extremely dangerous!" Adrian awkwardly scratched his nose, realizing that he was the very killer Sherri had mentioned. "Well, you're not wrong. He is indeed quite dangerous," he conceded.

He looked at the side and broke the silence by announcing the new guest’s arrival. “The elder of Holmes is here.” Brett turned to his father, but Maxine could not. Her grip tightened around Brett’s arm when she heard that the Elder of the Holmes, the former Alpha of Holmes pack, is finally here. Adam stared at Maxine’s frightened reactions. This is the reaction he expected to see fro her, now that she walked right straight into the den of danger. “This is so nice to see you again, Lanceil,” Jericho Holmes greeted to his friend. “And of course, to the two Alphas in this party,” he added before looking at Adam and Brett.

Krystal was at her villa busy reading her books when she thought of what had happened earlier that day. The school belle was named Flora Holmes, the only daughter of the Holmes Empire, a very well-known corporation. They didn’t talk much about what had happened that day she saved her. Who those people were, they meant nothing to her. She wasn’t that surprised to see that they had searched for her and found her. The thing that made her get caught was her face; apparently she had become popular on the school’s forum.