"Oh look, it's the flatmates I didn't want and disagreed to, thank you, Mrs Hudson, how very courteous of you" Beatrice Astor was sarcastic, perpetually moody and hopelessly gorgeous- Sherlock couldn't help but be instantly attracted... But how does one go about loving a highly functioning sociopath? Warning: Mature...
He meets her through Lestrade, but things aren't simple and good from the beginning. He tries to get closer to her, while she pushes him away. They eventually fall in love, but the road is bumpy, as all sorts of things happen. A/N: a fanfic I wrote while being obsessed with Sherlock. It's still a work in progress.
[COMPLETED]- 105K WORDS Every story has a princess, a prince, and a villain. At least every fairytale has one. The princess was trapped in a bewitched tower for a hundred years. The prince climbed up the side of the tower, slayed the dragons, and freed the princess. And they lived happily ever after. Nobody ever talks...