Arcadia - (A WhoLock Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 17,153
  • Votes 791
  • Parts 26
  • Time 1h 28m
Complete, First published Nov 23, 2013
I looked around my room and realized just how lucky I was. I had a nice house, a beautiful family, and none of that would be there if I was with my real parents. My room was quite large compared to others. It was in the attic, all the way up the stairs. I felt silly for never admiring the beauty of my life before but I felt the simplicity of my life about to be ripped away.
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For Aria Oswald, knowing who she is has always been a problem. When her suspiciously average life is revealed to be something very different, will Sherlock Holmes be the one to help her understand who she really is? Or will it be the Doctor to save the day yet again? | A Doctor Who/Sherlock FanFiction All Characters except for OC's belong to the BBC, I am merely parodying them for literary enjoyment :)  by winter-clare
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The Secret Three: Revenge Dawns

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Annika, Anna, and Alyss had just witnessed their mother's death. No one knows who their father is but them...what trouble will these triplets find, and are they too much for their father? And when an enemy long forgotten shows his shadow upon them will their meetings stay a secret or will he revel himself to the world once more? *** I was meeting the spider tonight. I had no idea what would happen. It could be anything. Anything from a simple meeting to sending me to my death. My real death. We were meeting in the clock face of Big Ben. Once I arrived I made my way to the meeting spot. Carefully remembering every turn and burning the map of the clock tower in my mind. I would need and escape more than likely. I waited silently in the room staring down into the dark streets of London. I felt his sly shadow fall upon me. "Well look at you all grown up," His sarcastic Irish tone danced off his tongue toying with my confidence. I continued my silence as I turned to face the spider. "Jim Moriarty, but you knew that." *** Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock, all rights to BBC, I own only my own characters and this story ides.