*Previously titles Triple Threat* Sherlock Holmes; the world's first, and only, consulting detective. Alongside him, his new assistant Jo Williams helps him and his trusty blogger, John Watson, solve the many mysteries Sherlock is faced with. Little does Sherlock know, the more he investigates, the closer he gets to his death. Can Sherlock solve the mystery and get away with his life? Based on BBC Sherlock, but the story stands alone.

{Sequel to Black Cat: You need to read Black Cat to understand This one!} There is a reason the Feral's are the forgotten Immortals. They're monsters, ferocious blood craving beasts. Animals that take human form, their murderous past forced the Immortal court to seal away their presence in a fragile treaty. The Ferals would be allowed to remain free, but the cost was their ability to reproduce. All of their women were sacrificed, and the deal was made. Sybelle Vertigo, seemingly simple high-school student with high dreams of becoming a full time veterinarian. Until that is she picks up a stray black cat on a rainy day, Balto. Her life goes from weird to dangerous in a blink, her families lies bubble up and she's told the last thing she ever expected. She is a Feral. Balto's desire to protect his now Mate Sybelle is overwhelming even more so now. But her sickness only worsens, and the Immortal court is beginning to sniff around. With the walls closing in around him, Balto must turn to the last person on earth he wants help from: His brother, Murderer, raging Psychotic, and Sadistic he is the last hope. All he asks for in return is Balto's heart on a silver platter.

Willow's had to fight to get to where she is now. She doesn't need anyone telling her what to do or how to do it. Her life is perfect the way it is, but it's near impossible for her to fulfill her wants of keeping her independent lifestyle. For starters, Willow isn't even human; she's a Volpe (fox-shifter), but being a Volpe is more complicated than simply being able to shift into a fox. For thousands of years, there were only humans and for those thousands of years, they killed each other over the color of their skin. But that was then. Now shifters are an everyday part of life and no one cares about the color of a person's skin: it's their species, and it's even worse than it was between humans and the levels of melanin in their skin. Volpes are the most hated of all the species. Supposedly cunning and deceitful to many, they are discriminated against and viewed as nuisances. Lupos (wolf-shifters) hate them most of all, with Volpes returning the favor. Lupos - with their powerful packs and Alphas throughout the world - have the obvious social advantage over Volpes, but that doesn't stop the world from turning and the natural course of events to happen. Every shifter will eventually find and bond to a person who compliments them in every sense for no other reason than a cruel twist of their reproductive biology. With little to no conscious decision as to who their "mate" will be, two shifters - two strangers - are forced together, their fates forever intertwined because of a chance encounter. To many, this is seen as a blessing, but to Willow, a so-called "soul-mate" is the farthest thing from her mind. Will the sparks fly or will the fists fly when she realizes that a member of the very species she resents so passionately is her mate? How can a Lupo ever be with a Volpe when all they see each other as are the harmful stereotypes of their species? How will their bond evolve into something that uncovers secrets decades in the making?

"The girl is mine" he all but growled, motioning with a tilt of his head towards me. In that moment I knew exactly who he was and what he was talking about. I paled at the realization as my throat went dry and my heart slammed against my chest repeatedly. "Oh my god" I whispered, covering my mouth as I backed away from the two guys in front of me. I was his tether. "The hell she is" Fevah fired back, still not getting it. He was ignored by the stranger as I seemed to have claimed his full attention. He smiled sweetly at me, taking small steps towards me, trying not to frighten me. "It's alright sweetheart, I could never hurt you" he called, his voice soft and melodious. I froze, fear freezing me in my spot as the wind seemed to suddenly pick up and toss my light brown hair in my face. Tears sprang up to my eyes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him. This was the one thing I would never want. My parents would disown me if they found out. I would get kicked out and be left for dead. I can't let them find out; I'll just have to find a way to get rid of him. I knew that wasn't going to be easy. "You've got to be shitting me" Fevah suddenly said, his eyes going from the stranger then back to me. Realization had finally hit him. I was a freaking monsters...or what ever he was, tether. He swallowed loudly before scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. "She's my tether" the stranger said offhandedly, his voice soft as he eyed me approvingly.

You've heard of Were-wolves right? Vampires, Pixies, witches and wizards. Maybe even read a few on Were-beasts, you know the wide spectrum of furry people, sorry people that turn furry or feathery. But have you ever heard of the opposite? Sybelle Vertigo has a soft spot for animals, especially those cruelly mistreated stray black cats. she scoffs at the old folktales of Witches Familiars, or the urban myths that they bring bad luck. She thinks those people are to stupid to understand. When she finds a poor abandoned black cat on a rainy day, it will change her life. Sybelle is going to realize how small her world has been up to that moment. But her kind nature may be her undoing in a world where everybody is her enemy and her only friend is a not so simple Black cat.

(WRITTEN BEFORE SEASON 4) What if Sherlock had a daughter? Well he does, a two year old daughter to be exact and she is the sweetest thing in the world! When the girls Mother dies the police find out that The Sherlock Holmes is the little girls Father and now it is up to him to care for the child... But what happens if Moriarty learns about the little girls existence? ~ The plot is my own creation and so is Sherlock's daughter, the other characters are not owned by me. Please do not steal my ideas or character. I have written Sherlock a little differently to the original ~ Please comment your thoughts!!

A mysterious death. A life in the balance. When do the ends justify the means? John Watson wants nothing more than to head home to 221B and have a hot cuppa, but Sherlock Holmes has other plans. The famous composer, Rebecca Frost, has died. Her elderly butler insists she was murdered. Sherlock takes on the case, only to face the additional complication of Vivian Walker - the unexpected heir to the Frost Estate. Someone wants her dead, and it's up to Sherlock and John to protect her, whether the stubborn woman wants their help or not. But more than one danger threatens her life. Solving this mystery and keeping Vivian safe may prove their greatest challenge yet. Book One of the Hooked on a Feeling series *** This novel is AU, as it was written prior to the release of Sherlock Series 3. As a result, there is no Mary, Sherlock's parents are very different, and Moriarty isn't back. Sherlock has returned following The Reichenbach Fall, and he and John have repaired their friendship. There will be no romantic relationship between the two, only brotherly love between the best of friends. There will be bickering though. Loads of it. There will also be moments of angst, hints of a developing romance (Sherlock/OC), and of course an intriguing mystery. If that's your cuppa tea, then put your feet up and relax. You're in for a treat! You can expect a new chapter posted every Friday. Happy Reading!

Teenage girl Civia is not like the other girls in her village and will only marry if she wishes. She finds a dragon on the other side of the cliffs near her village. Civia must find a way to save the dragon from harmful forces, when someone finds the cliffs they try expose the dragon. They finally find a way to expose them and Civia must find a way out of trouble. Civia finds herself in a situation where she might have to choose between the dragon and the person she learns to love, which one will she choose?

Every one hundred years five guys all over the world are chosen between the ages of 17 and 21 to become dragon riders. They are chosen to rise above the dark five that try to wreak havoc and to destroy anything that is good in the world. The only thing that was differnt about this generation of riders was that the first time in 5000 years an 18 year old girl names Alex Leewood has been chosen by a dragon to stand by it's side and fight in the war. what makes her so special that this dragon would choose her? And will she be strong enough to defend the world of its evil?

The colorful flowers and grass of the field were buffeted by a large gust of wind, as if someone had turned on a fan suddenly. Ashlyn stood there, staring at her surroundings curiously, wondering at the sudden wind that seemed to have no effect on her. It would stop, only to come back a few seconds later. Suddenly this 'wind' picked up speed and out of the sky dropped a dragon. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ashlyn screamed. Before her stood a magnificently beautiful, yet terrifying, dragon. He was black as night, with a thick whit scar running up his forearm. His large, soft looking wings were tucked to his sides for better mobility when on the ground. And don't get me started on the terrifying looking spikes running along his back, or the large white claws on his feet. It didn't help that he seemed to be almost as tall as a six story house. Strangely enough though, when the dragon turned to look at her, Ashlyn was not afraid. She felt more of a sense of pride when his large head nudged her naked waist. That was, until his tongue traced an odd pattern on her side. It felt like fire was crawling up her skin, and she started screaming, dropping to her knees in pure pain. The dragon stepped back, and a few minutes later when she looked up, in his place there stood a man. He stepped into the moon light and-