Holmesandwatson Stories

John might have had a dream about Sherlock last night. And Sherlock might have deduced it. Slight angst.

When Mycroft Holmes' name appears at the very top of 'London's Richest kill-list', Sherlock and John are forced to work with the fiery and mysterious homeless girl, Cora, to find and stop the creator of the list. As they delve into London's darkest network of people they must fight against a racing clock where it seems each minute gone means another is dead.

It is Christmas Eve, '84, and scientist Elias Michael has turned up dead in his room. It seems like suicide, but his sister is not so sure. Will Holmes and Watson be able to solve this case in time for a quiet Christmas? A four part Sherlock short story.

You all know the story of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson don't you? Well this ain't that story, this is the story of Samantha Holmes and Chloe Watson fighting to keep their agency open in London. Cover made with PitzMaker and IbisPaint X.

"Who are you?" He demanded. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, Mr Holmes. And I am here to prove the impossible to be possible." One night, an unexpected visitor enters 221B Baker Street. He takes John Watson and Sherlock Holmes back to a peculiar time. #431 in Grandma lmao

A collection of short Johnlock oneshots. I have no plans to add to these, but who knows I might one day so keep an eye out. Hope you enjoy! PS. There are one or two Mystrades in there

«The Niece of the infamous detective Sherlock Holmes, and Niece of Doctor John Watson, pleasantly yet politely reserved from the beginning. Drastic turns of events, cruel criminals, cases more disturbing then death itself. United together, these two young women needed each other the most to battle the challenges which threatened their family. Because family doesn't and never will end in blood. The brand new A Team. The Holmes and Watson Ladies.»

💼 The Lost Casebook of Sherlock Holmes by Orzune Elyanis Saugh "When all seemed quiet in Baker Street, there remained a box sealed by time-until now." Step once more into the gaslit alleys of Victorian London, where secrets hide behind fogged windows and every violin string may hum with danger. These are the forgotten chronicles-the ten enigmatic adventures that Dr. John H. Watson never dared publish... until today. Inside this lost casebook lie: 🔎 A violin that sings of murder 🕯️ A dagger that vanishes without a trace 🧩 A cipher older than the crown 👤 A woman long thought dead returns with a plea 💀 And a conspiracy where even Mycroft Holmes must take the stage... Join Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson, the Baker Street Irregulars, and even Scotland Yard's sharpest mind in battles of wit, will, and whispered betrayals. For fans of classic Doyle, this is not just a tribute-it's a resurrection.

Hi there! Here's a wee bit of a funny story I've heard. Story by Arthur Conan Doyle. Rephrased by me (of courz). Hope you enjoy! :)

Some johnlock oneshots cause they're easier than committing to a whole new fanfic. Oneshots include: - Fall in Love Tonight Inside the Backseat - A Dare - I Put Product in My Hair - The A-Z of Sherlock Kinks - It Is What It Is - Like Real People Do - Cuddling on a Rainy Night - Earthquakes - Quiet

John Watson is not in love with Sherlock Holmes. He couldn't be, he's not gay. Right? It's not until a dangerous case that John is finally pushed into the deep end and forced to admit his feelings to his oblivious flatmate. But what will Sherlock say? How will they move on from there? "Come and crash into me 'cause I want us to collide"

Charlotte is a college student in the year 2080. She is a physics major and is nothing like most of her peers. She only listens to music from before 1995, and she lives in a secret base with her best friend and "partner in crime" Kyle Rantz. The pair are known on campus for building odd machines, and solving mysteries. One day a series of odd events happens on campus, and an underclassmen approaches the pair with a strange machine asking for their help in solving one of the greatest mysteries of the century.

Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction - The Tower of London Deception is a fog-drenched, high-stakes mystery in which the impossible happens: the Crown Jewels vanish from the Tower of London without a broken lock, a shattered pane, or a single cry for help. Worse still, the three guards on duty disappear as completely as the jewels themselves-one of them later revealed to have been dead for years. Summoned by a frantic Lestrade, Holmes and Watson descend into a case that feels less like a robbery and more like a stage production-complete with planted evidence, carefully timed signals, and secret alterations to the Jewel House itself. Clues lead through London's underworld of debts and opium, backstage corridors of the Lyceum Theatre, and the Tower's own forgotten mechanisms-until Holmes uncovers the truth: the crime was never designed to succeed quietly. It was designed to be seen. As the investigation tightens, a familiar shadow emerges. The mastermind behind the deception isn't simply stealing symbols of power-he's demonstrating how easily power can be manipulated. What begins as a hunt for jewels becomes a psychological duel, forcing Holmes into a dangerous confrontation where politics, diplomacy, and pride collide. The Crown may be recovered-but Moriarty's real game is control, and he intends Holmes to understand that the "final act" is still to come. Dark, theatrical, and rich with Victorian atmosphere, this story blends classic Holmes deduction with a cat-and-mouse rivalry sharpened to a razor's edge-where every clue is a prop, every witness a pawn, and the fog itself seems to conspire with the criminal mind behind it all.

Embark on a quest, accompanied by Sherlock Holmes and his trusty sidekick Dr. Watson to uncover the shocking truth of William Marchbanks' murderer. In the quiet street of Westbrook Avenue, a man in his late forties sat in his study, glancing over several high importance mysteries he had solved some years previous. The man's name was Sherlock Holmes - a brilliant detective acknowledged all over Britain. At the other side of the dimly lit room, Dr. Watson, sat at a similar dark oak desk, pouring over some of the best solved mysteries. Watson was a man who very much enjoyed reading, oh yes, and being a faithful and trusty sidekick to Sherlock.

A story retold

There are days when Sherlock has had enough of the world.

Range from cheery to sad, some ships some platonic and some random stuff! Enjoy (or absolutely despise and stop reading it, I understand honestly)!

Mary Caliope Watson loved Ferndale Hall, in fact she had always found it more home than anywhere else she'd been in her entire life, so when her employer (and good friend) Eudoria Holmes is called away on a business endeavour of the upmost importance, leaving her endlessly intelligent but scrappy youngest child Enola in Caliope's care, it's all the young gardener can do to try and protect the girl. Which might not be such a short straw, had the Holmes brothers not got so involved themselves...