A very short story explaining what would've happened if you had chosen Sherlock at the pool in "Honey I'm King."

A sequel to "Honey I'm King." Jim is back, and so is Sherlock...

Everything wasn't just a game to him, it was a show. A stage performance with only one showing... * * Bit of a wierd title, but it does what it says on the tin I guess... There's gonne be some pretty dark themes, swearing and possibly some sexy times in this fic, so if you're sensitive to that kind of stuff then I don't recommend reading! Don't know what else to say... read on!

Hypnotism, That was your job. You worked with the police departments all over the UK to help uncover secrets from the minds and memories of the accused. Being child-hood friends with Sherlock, you had seen and witnessed spills of blood many a time. One night when you go to your family's annual ball, you meet a mysterious man who you dance with. Little did you know that you danced with the devil... Jim Moriarty. When you are given to job to uncover secrets from the mind of the Consulting Criminal, you find out more than you expected to... much, much more... ~Dancing with the Devil~ A/N - THIS IS VERY SEXUAL AND HAS SOME INNUENDOS! IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE A SEXY BAMF MORIARTY THEN RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN!

Book Two of the Consulting Criminal series. It's an moriarty x reader so I really can't give you a really great description so I am sorry for that.

Wits was all she ever needed, and it's all she's ever had. Lives a normal life, trying to stay entertained, but it all changes for y/n when James Moriarty came into her life. The trial that began his infatuation, and ended her sense of normalcy. But can she still be her, with a psychopath on her tail? Also, if you don't like long metaphors, this may not be quite up your ally. Each chapter is based around a different one, starting with Chess, and I've entitled the parts appropriately. So, give it a try, see if you like it, but it is the writing style I've worked this around, so I'm sorry if it's not your thing. I do not own any of the Sherlock characters, they belong to BBC, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (Sebastian Moran, hugely). I only own the story line, and, well partially, you. I mean, you own yourself, but the given character arc, I own. Did that make sense? Nope. Alrighty then.

You meet Jim Moriarty after an unforgivable argument with Sherlock, Moriarty takes you off the streets and your life gets infinitely better.

This is a Moriarty x reader imagine, but we can also meet other characters like Sherlock, John and Mycroft in it. Enjoy :) PS! I don't own the characters, except for the reader.

Book One of the Consulting Criminal series

I fell in love with Jim Moriarty, a criminal mastermind. But it came at a price. Torture...