It's lonely at 221B, Sherlock and John are growing more and more distant, Lestrade is always a busy and no good cases have come up for a long time. But then there is one case that tests Sherlocks heart instead of mind, a case involving a girl that Sherlock took for granted, a girl who Sherlock only thought of as a friend. Her name was Molly, Molly Hooper. There is only thing this genius he doesn't know.... How to fall in love

This is a story of Dork Diaries, but its in Nikki's future. It starts where she finds her diary many years after middle school. She tells about her life after the horrors of middle school. High school, University, Adulthood, and more are involved in this story (including Branikki!!) DISCLAIMER: most of the characters are the work of Rachael René Russel. I am the original artist of the picture on the cover.

This book is for bosses only.

Its years after, after her mum passes away, her dad walked out on her, leaving her to look after her little sister all alone. She left her old private schools, due to crazy high fees and joins a public highschool. But when she's graduated and College comes around, she finds herself bumping into all her old friends and finds herself in neck deep drama yet again! *Note, I do not own Dork Diaries, this is a fanfiction, therefore just a continuation I made of the series Dork Diaries owned by Rachel Renee Russell.

These are not made by me. All rights go to the people who made them. I just stumbled upon these on the internet. **WARNING: some texts may include rude language or sexual content that some may find offensive. if you find these offensive dont read it.**

This is the best dictionary ever. Enjoy.

Nikki Maxwell is not excited for the annual WCD school camping trip to Camp Red Willows. But when a wacky accident occurs and Nikki Maxwell is knocked unconscious, she dreams wacky but familiar tales, with an authentic dork diaries twist! I do not own the dork diaries series by Rachel Renea Russel. This is a fanfic spun off of dork diaries eight

"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction." "What conecction would that be?" "That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart."