A broke, unemployed girl with a nursing degree who just can't seem to find a job... until she finds an ad in the paper for an insane asylum. The job is as a simple caretaker, so it's not exactly the height of what she could do, but it payed... surprisingly well, and offered a place to stay on nights she was too tired for the two hour drive between the asylum and her apartment. It was too good to pass up. Or at least, it SEEMED like it was, until she found out about the patients.

After the death of an acquaintance, (Y/F/N) decides to move back home to London to attend the funeral. Settling in London, she acquires a job at New Scotland Yard and meets the one and only consulting detective; Sherlock Holmes. When (Y/N) receives a phone call one day, her life is turned upside down. She loses herself as she discovers her family's dark secrets bit by bit. With Sherlock by her side, she delves deep into the greatest case of their careers, leading them straight to the consulting criminal Jim Moriarty himself. How will it end? - Sherlock Holmes x Female!Reader - Note: In this fic, I use my own plots as well as take elements from the BBC show itself. These are not in chronological order and are instead used interchangeably to fit this particular story better. I've also changed these elements to put my own spin on it. I hope you enjoy! All rights reserved

He was persuasive, suave; a man who stood his ground and could come off as, and was deemed as charming by outsiders. He stole you from your home- almost with ease, away from your family and those who you cared for. He was manipulative, harsh and cold at times, cool headed yet had his ways of making people bend to his every word. ° He was quick-witted, fast with words and seemingly on top of every situation thrown his way, he was dependable, possessive, and easily angered even if he didn't let you see it. ° He was calculated, calm, intimidating yet charming, someone who wouldn't let just anyone close yet was careful with those he did. He was precise with his words, always on point with his actions and never let the thing he deemed as important slip through his fingers for long. ° They all were intelligent, confident, strong willed and protective in vastly different and almost scary ways, broken- But in a way, I was too; broken. I was lonely despite their attention and at times false praise, and so desperately craving some sense of safety, comfort, and normality. And they knew how fragile I was, each yearning for and trying to keep a hold of their delicate, porcelain flower. Cover made by- Bxgender_lxkestea *Link to profile inside* [Until further notice, this book will be on hold/discontinued. It's had its fair share of struggles, rewrites - and I won't say I've lost interest in this story, but I will be honest and say that it has taken its toll; I've lost my drive to continue this book as it just seems like a hassle - for now - so I've decided to put it to the side so I can focus on other works. This isn't permanent, and maybe one day I'll start back on it, but for now I'm letting this story sit as it is now. I do apologize for any inconvenience, but if you have anything you think would help, please feel free to let me know in d.m. Thank you. -Mochi.] HR~ #8 forcedlove #33 longchapters #29 kinggeorge #12 slowpaced #2 thomasjefferson #1 1700's

"I thought I said not to cause any trouble, my dear." George chimes, playing with something in his vest pocket for a moment and I bite the inside of my cheek. "Your majesty, just because we made it to England doesn't mean I'm giving up." My gaze falls to the floor. "I'm still going to try everything in my power to get back home." I say, looking back up at George with a saddened expression. "I'll never give up, lose hope. Not until you forcibly place that crown upon my head come coronation day." George chuckles softly. "Oh really?" He says, walking in front of the desk. "We've been a little disobedient today, haven't we my dear." He chimes and I take a small breath as he slowly walks forward and I step back slightly. I swallow, "Disobedient?" I question softly as I lightly bump into the bookshelf behind me. "Your majesty I've told you, I don't belong to you..." My voice trails as he steps closer, closing the gap between us as he stares at me. I feel my back press up lightly against the bookshelf and hesitantly go to step to the side, jumping slightly as George quickly places his hands on the bookshelf either side of me, trapping me in place. I bring my hands up slightly, nervously playing with my fingers. "Your majesty..." "Do I intimidate you my love?" ~~~ Everyone was tense as the days ticked down to the day we would sign a peace treaty with England. The only thing (y/n); a 19 year old girl who had a fondness for baking and art, was worried about was making sure her bosses bakery was prepared for when the king arrived. Through her shy and introverted ramblings she tries her best to be nothing but kind to the king in hopes of making a good impression for her boss's sake, but what if she shows a little too much kindness in front of that certain king, unknowingly setting off a chain of events that would change her life forever. HR~ #1 kinggeorge #2 forcedlove #1 slowpaced #30 england #1 hamilton #1 longchapters #9 undiscoveredjems #2 jonathangroff #1 musicals

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 "Love me I say! More, and more!" He was a hit-man. He killed people for a living, and he 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 it. The blood, the screams, the sorrow of it all. He felt nothing; numb inside. Killing made him feel alive, almost human. Suddenly, she came into the picture. A target was what she was. Or, at least that's what she was supposed to be.

[ Yandere! Emperor! x Female! Reader! ] The Emperor of Intuuin is bloodthirsty and dangerous. The Emperor has taken over every single other kingdom, country and nation known to man. The world lays in the clutch of his hands, mercilessly and dangerously. [Name] is just an innocent and impotent embroiderer, skilful with her hands in the art of textiles, tailoring and embroidery especially. When appointed to becoming the Emperor's private tailor, what will happen when she catches the Emperor's interest? Cover by Starfire_Vixella

It is told that a monster lives in the abandoned ruins by the village of Watergrove. Children are warned not to look into the eyes of the monster, or they will be taken and will never return. Adults have even been rumored to have been killed by this very monster. At the age of six, (f/n) catches sight of the monster, only to return to the village and grow up. Has she escaped the monster, or will she still be taken? I do not own the cover image, music videos or content w/in the videos used in this story. I do own the story, its plots, its characters, etc., though, so please do not steal. Thank you, and I hope that you enjoy the story^-^. Also, this story is on Quotev under my profile name Darkened Warrior.

─── 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. Currently editing! I update whenever I can :)) 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: -𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞-𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞- 09/15/20

"I went away for three years only to discover that my darling little girl has grown up into a beautiful woman." . . . [Yandere Archduke x Female Reader] Y/N was a young ragamuffin orphaned at the tender age of four, when an accident claimed the life of her mother. From then on she grew up on the streets, surviving on bread crusts, bits of cheese, and anything else she could find. Y/N now resided on the streets within the Archdiocese in which she was born. the Archdiocese of Crivell had been under the govern of the Crivell family for a very long time. currently, the Archdiocese was under the rule of one Archduke by the name of Frosino de Crivell, a mysterious and reclusive man by nature. One day, however, the Archduke decided to venture out for a little bit amongst his people, and a small street urchin crashed into him by mistake. Against his better judgment, Frosino decided to take in the young girl, and that is where all the trouble started. What was supposed to be nothing more than a simple act of kindness, as much towards his lonely housekeeper as towards little Y/N, quickly transformed into something more dire that threatened to turn the entire Archdiocese upside down. ⚠WARNING⚠ there will be a few mature themes in the book including (but not limited to): -violence -mental illness -politics -murder -manipulation -obsession -gore Reader discretion is advised. ~J. C. Coltt.~