Novel & Cerita Sherrinford Holmes

The weight of her question hung in the air. "I plan to…" Daisy Hunter was interrupted by a vehement knock on her door. Allison shuddered backwards in trepidation. "How could that be by this time of the night?" Daisy asked as she walked over to the door. "Who's at the door…

As I started grabbing all the books I needed for the first four periods, I freeze, my brain registering Jackie's next words. "London Morse!" London Morse?! "Yes!" Jackie exclaims, bringing me to the realization that I thought out loud. I pivot on my heels and grab her shoulders excitedly, "Like the guitarist from Crash Course Rebellion, London Morse? London Morse that went to this very school London Morse?!" Jackie nods quickly and I feel my heart stop in my chest. London Morse is by far one of the most handsome men to ever grace this planet we call Earth but above all he is so talented and so cool.

But she didn’t get to finish her sentence before Chandler’s phone rang again. This time, it was his assistant, Ben. Chandler wearily answered, “What is it?” Ben swallowed hard as he deliberated about how to deliver the next piece of news. Taking a deep breath, he finally said, “Professor Rotterdam, do you remember the female corpse sample we examined this afternoon? “I verified the details, and her sample code is A167, belonging to Pauline’s laboratory.” Chandler’s body went rigid, his expression darkening. “A167?! Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?”

My older sister was still married to the man my father had picked for her. "Why do you seem so shocked?" He shrugged one shoulder and then he leaned forward on the table, closing the distance between us, a small smirk sitting on his lips, "I said, are you into threesomes?" I stared into his eyes with my narrowed ones. This man looked like he was straight out of a movie, he was blonde, probably around 6'4, and he had this weird monotonous voice that sent chills down my spine. I nodded slowly, and then shifted back, "yes, I am."

she replied, playfully rolling her eyes as she climbed into the truck. Damon closed the door behind her and quickly walked around to the driver's side. As he slid into his seat, he glanced over at her, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "Seriously, though, are you okay? You seemed a bit off yesterday." Her presence beside him filled the truck with a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time. He couldn't help but feel a protective instinct towards her, mixed with a burning desire to unravel the mystery she presented. Aqua's silver hair shimmered in the morning light, and her ember-like eyes held a depth that drew him in.

To not imagine hauling her onto his lap in front of the entire class— “Malick.” The sharp voice of Professor Thorne pulled him back. “Would you care to share with the class what elemental traits make a familiar incompatible with shadowbinding?” All eyes turned to him. “…Uh.” His voice cracked. “…If they’re infused with celestial light or any kind of angelic resonance, they’ll… short out the bind and explode.” Silence stretched. Then Thorne nodded. “Correct. Though perhaps next time you could deliver your answer with less… panic.”

Willow asked. "Sherlock Holmes. One of my favorites," he replied with a smile. Willow felt her heart fall faster. That smile could stop her in her tracks. She couldn't remember a time before him. She felt as if she had always known him. Maybe this is why she had never pulled the trigger with Lyall. She had always been waiting for something. Maybe Garin was that something she was waiting for.

Chapter Eighteen “You are very good in this.” He said in a sweet tone. “I am a healer Sir, so with my acupuncture needle, healing was a piece of cake for me.” Alexis said, she continued to work in John. “What is your name girl?” John asked again, his eyes still remained shut together. “I am Alexis air, I gave no third name.” Alexis said without fear any longer, "So tell me Alexis; why did you desperately want to die?" John asked again in an aloof tone, just as Jude was aloof all the time.

I told her, holding my body up with my forearm as my other hand gripped her chin tightly. “Padrino,” she murmured as she opened her large hazel eyes to gaze up at me. “My beautiful and perfect angel,” I stated before capturing her lips with mine. “Never again. I won’t let you down ever again.” I added when I wrenched my lips from hers and positioned myself at her entrance again. I was pushing my head inside her tight hole when… I grounded my teeth as the cold water touched every inch of my body. I reached for the gun I kept under my pillow and aimed it at the asšhole just as I opened my eyes.