Dream Come True: A Sherlock Fanfiction

Dream Come True: A Sherlock Fanfiction

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When a broken, and bankrupt Amber Mccray stumbles into Baker Street, she expects nothing out of the ordinary for her short stay. What can she do when a strange, and okay extremely beautiful, man deduces her whole story before she can comprehend it herself? She's never really sure what to think about Sherlock Holmes, but he has some feelings for her. Love is a distraction right? And after the shocking events of yet another encounter with Moriarty, Sherlock and Amber will have to figure out how they really feel before its too late
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