Christine Cooper has been on the run for six years with gifts similar to the three scientists that took over the world. An experiment to slow down climate change takes a turn for the worst and the four are given their gifts. The scientists chose to make the world bow to their whim while Christine chose to keep out of their way. On the run, Christine meets Damien Gris, a rebel working for an organization that is attempting to usurp the scientists. When she decides to help him, her life changes forever.

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson were just on another case. A case in a secret government organization that is not what it seems. There they meet Jax, a sarcastic, independent spirit with a dark past. She intrigues Sherlock with her unbelievable abilities. Sherlock is intrigued even more when he finds out that she not only resides in this top-secret facility, but that she is a prisoner there. Jax is labeled as government property. But why? What makes the government so desperate to contain her? What happens when Sherlock gets involved? What happens when Jim Moriarty becomes interested? Will Jax be able to love again without it turning out like the last one? Who needs a weapon when you were born one. INFREQUENT UPDATES

A BBC SHERLOCK FANFICTION SHERLOCKxOFC (If you wish, read 'The Deduction Series' stories before reading this one) (Set after The Reichenbach Fall) It has been over a year since Sherlock faked his death and during that time he has been going around the world dismantling Moriarty's web of followers. Now, he has come to a road stop in France and must wait for new leads from Mycroft to come his way. With nowhere to go he heads to the outskirts of Montargis to find a girl he once knew many years ago. Once there, though, he realizes that it isn't just his life that has been flipped upside-down. This girl has also had things happen to her and Sherlock is keen to find out just what it is she is hiding from him. Cover by Quirky

Aspen Watson. There's my name. Nothing special about me... My uncle fought in Afghanistan and is back. I'm always fighting a battle though. It's when I go to stay with him is when things get interesting; I had no idea where it would take me. They can't know what I do to myself.

Twelve years ago, Sherlock Holmes met the brilliantly mysterious Kara Dives as a young man. Twelve years ago, Sherlock Holmes' heart was broken and he locked it up permanently. The present. John and Sherlock are thrown back into their world of crime when they are shipped to Honduras and given two people to help them: the manipulative yet loving Sara Bishop, an ex con-woman.... and Kara Dives, now a highly trained assassin. With some new villains and some old faces, from Irene Adler to Jim Moriarty, Sherlock must finish the most dangerous mission of his life, elbow-to-elbow with the love of his life. Suspect: Artimes Joma Location: Honduras Code Name: Chaos Book 1 in the CNC series Book 2 - Code Name : Crisis

MARIA. All over the world, at various crime scenes, the name MARIA has been scrawled on the mirrors. And now she's moved on to London. Tuesday, Mycroft receives three photographs in the mail. Each have the word MARIA scrawled on them in lipstick. One photo of him, one of Moriarty and one of Sherlock.One week later, the name MARIA is written on the mirror of an alleged thief. It's up to Sherlock to decipher this code, and figure out just who, or what, MARIA is.

Amelia is the mysterious girl with no last name. Sherlock is the detective with no mystery unsolved. When Amelia appears on his doorstep, claiming to be moving into the spare room in Sherlock's flat, a new mystery is thrown upon the detective's shoulders. Will Sherlock be able to solve this mystery? And better yet, will he be able to tolerate the answer? ☆●☆●☆●☆●☆●☆ Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything related to Sherlock in any way, shape, or form. I do, however, own Amelia and the terrible plot. A/N: I apologize for how cliché and fast-paced this book is; I wrote this book ages ago and it isn't very good. I do have a rewritten version in progress, but it isn't finished yet. Sorry.

[Sherlock x Female OC] The thing is, there is an empty, gaping hole at the base of John's throat where his overwhelming guilt and periodic bouts of torturous grief used to be. It would be so easy to... to be angry and punch a hole through the wall, through the foam of his pillow -- drive his fist through Sherlock's heart. But he remembers; in the most tragic and inopportune of fashion, remembers how angry he had been when Sherlock had jumped, how furious he had been at his funeral, and how it hadn't stopped him from breaking down at his grave nonetheless. The thing about his anger is this: it does nothing but leave him behind in the end, a bundle of nerves and frailty in his bones and an unsteady sway to his gait. It does nothing at all, but reduce marginally the constant, suffocating oppressiveness of his days bleeding into one another with a burst of adrenaline. The thing about his anger is this: it doesn't give him back Sherlock. So he gets a new flatmate- a woman named Holland. They were great friends at school and in fear he would be lonely again after Sherlock died he started to meet up with her, and soon, she moved in with him. They're just friends, though. No one could have a bond with John like Sherlock did. Sherlock was his best friend. But then Sherlock returns, and John is more furious than ever at him. Also, Sherlock and Holland seem to bond quite well, which is something Sherlock finds too complicated to explain itself.

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No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox