Sherrinford Holmes Novels & Stories

The shadow stood above me laughing, making fun of me while he waved to me. “Now, just relax”, he takes a clean swipe across my face with his claws. I can see my blood spilling over his long nail when he licks the blood. “More, I want more!” He shouts as he leans towards me, looking straight into my eyes. The dark cavities where her eyes would have to be filled my body with fear. His smile slowly became a smile of dentition. His teeth were sharp, his mouth resembled a shark's mouth with rows of teeth. The hand in my mouth comes out and falls on my knees, blood covering the hand with no life. The blood starts pouring out of my mouth uncontrollably, I cough while splashes of blood defile the gr

Nor was the business he did more important to him than those drinks. He thought this time he could run me over, except he couldn’t. I wouldn’t let anyone get me down, especially him. I took care and took a very good look at what he tasted like and discovered he was only missing one bottle. It was a bottle of brandy from the year he was born. There was only one example in the world that I had obtained. I knew that opening it in front of him was like setting fire to it alive. He wanted to put it in the only empty spot on the shelves of his collection. I had to admit, my sadism was reaching an all-time high, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Seeing my enemy at my feet was my greatest satisfaction.

The moment he said those words, the audience started complaining as well. Charlotte held my hands, and started shaking her head in fear, that was obviously an act. “Jake? Jake please tell the truth! I have enough lies!” she proclaimed, in a desperate look. I was having a hard time controlling myself to hit her at this very moment. But there are eyes and mouths. “What is it going to be now, Mr. Hayes?” Damien asks, suddenly calling me Mr. Hayes out of nowhere as if he's being polite.

“You said you…you know…’took care’ of one guy…so, what happened to the other one?” I tensed. Not only because of her question, but also because I had the realization that I could still feel ‘him’. It had been there from the moment I woke up – that un-natural sensation that I couldn’t quite describe, but I hadn’t noticed it until now. Which meant… He’s here…somewhere… Well…what the hell does that mean? “Shelly?” Danni was watching me carefully, taking in every change in my expressions, as she waited patiently for me to explain.

“Why? You have no appointment. It’s busy here.” “Yeah?” she pouted a bit, thinking over it for a moment. “Eh, what about that guy? The guy who’s obsessed with playing computer games? Is he working here at the moment?” She had a bit of suspicion of that guy she was talking about, Oswald. He looked like he knew a lot about computers and technology whatever he does in his life. Or maybe Theo hired people from the outside? “They’re out of town, I’m the only one currently here.” Yohan was a bit of a cold person but Selene wasn’t fazed.

His eyes shine like an onyx stone, with a trim beard and mustache giving him a perilous but enticing look. One year ago, Payne Redford gave her his number secretly. They begin to communicate as a friend, secretly. Today, she calls him immediately after she hears Suzanna and Geoffrey talking about their arrangement with Arthur Blackstone, a dangerous and cruel man, with a penchant for younger women. He already has four female werewolves in his harem, but he is obsessed with Sky.

Turning around, I nearly run straight into a chest. Sinful, this time with resplendent hazel eyes. That might be what has me most stunned. The colours remind me of emerald green grass creeping over rich soil. Yet another reminder of his abilities to crush people's souls. Yet here he is, standing in front of me in a gesture that I have no choice but to consider heroic. "Isn't she so tedious," Sinful mutters flatly, referring to Shanae who has disappeared down the hallway. "What are you doing here?" I question.

He would be good to have on my side. Standing next to him was Harlem, she created runes, and was his wife, recently married. What Thalis didn’t know was Harlem used to sneak out and visit me late at night. She was treacherous. I looked to the other two, I didn’t know their names. “Harvey, I work with runes.” “I’m Heather, I heal. We’re ready to assist you, future leader.” Heather bowed with a gleam in her eyes. Oh, she is going to be putty in my hands, I can already feel it.

Sherlyn smiled smugly when she saw how shocked Bowen was. "That's right. It's exactly as I've said. I'm the rightful Missus Holden, the woman that all you servants should listen to!" Bowen had been in all kinds of situations in his life, and he cultivated the skill to stay calm under fire. However, at that moment, he could not help but laugh out loud at the supremely confident Sherlyn. His laughter set off a chain reaction, and the other servants standing there burst into laughter as well.

Lightning flashed outside, illuminating the dark, modern furniture. And him. Standing by the window, a tumbler of amber liquid in his hand, was a man who looked like he had been carved out of shadows and sin. He turned slowly. Lila’s breath hitched, and this time, it wasn't from panic. It was from shock. Adrian Sterling. The Shark of the City. The man who ate companies for breakfast and destroyed legacies for sport. And, if the tabloids were to be believed, the man her sister Linda had been trying to seduce for three years.