─ tiny dancer, s.h.

─ tiny dancer, s.h.

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[Complete] Sherlock was not one for relationships. Ever. No exceptions. Well...maybe one. Melody Winters was the one person to turn the Consulting Detectives head, despite being just about the only one not intending to. So what happens when Melody and Sherlock get caught up with each other, only to be ripped apart by unfortunate circumstances? § Set after Season 4 (Sherrinford, Culverton Smith). § I do not own Sherlock, all rights go to their respective owners, except for my Original Character(s). § Social Media aspects included.
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He was a supervillain, brilliant and ruthless. For James Moriarty, fortune and power had become so easy, it was boring. But not for long. Now the Great Game was getting interesting. Annabelle Watson didn't have a clue how important she was in his plan to crush Sherlock Holmes and anyone else who stood in his way. But she would know soon. She would help him. And he might even let her live. She did, after all, play the most beautiful music. 🎶 ~*~*~*~*~*~* [Just a peek] Moriarty lowered the blade just as Annabelle grabbed his face and kissed him with as much force as she could summon. But as her desperate kiss continued, it was Moriarty's turn to be shocked. A smoldering desire buried long ago started unravelling in him. His free hand slid up her spine to grasp the back of her head and press her lips into his, while his hand with the knife encircled her waist. And as he held her there, Moriarty's kiss grew deeper, a passion igniting that he had a hard time controlling.

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