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Time 1h 49m

xoxLittleLottiexox

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*May not follow real storyline* *May contain adult material or suggestive content* 

He lifted his hand to my cheek and stroked it, then he caught my chin to look at him. "You will be staying at my house Kitten. That way I can ensure you do not leave me."

I jerked my head away."Your sick. Why ever did I trust you." I muttered.

He smirked. "Because I intrigue you dear. I interest you. I am much more interesting than you. I excite you." My eyes grew wide. 

"That's it I'm leaving." I walked away and headed to the door. He stopped me quickly, pushing me against the door."My dear Kitten-"

After Moriarty pays a visit to Sherlock and tells him that he owes him a fall, Moriarty decides to get a "live-in one" as he put it. Charlotte, a girl 22 years of age, stumbles across the psychopath and Moriarty decides he has found his "live-in one". What will Charlotte do when he takes her and how will she resist against his charms and passion play? And what tragedies lie ahead for them all?All Rights Reserved

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Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING] by Existentialism6

You and John Watson were old flames back in your high school year. Thankfully, when you broke up, you still remained friends. That was, until the year of the war came around. While John went to war, you began to tend to your dying sister, who you knew only had a few more years. John and you kept in touch, but the letters started to get more and more infrequent as the war began to get more and more brutal. After your sister died, you moved to London, hoping for a fresh start and to eliminate any memories of your her. The next thing you know, three people get murdered right before your eyes, and guess who shows up to inspect? John Watson. And his friend, Sherlock Holmes. You took a liking to Sherlock, despite his arrogance and sociopathic tendencies, and you slowly begin to see his feelings that he hides underneath his shell. When he sees how clever you are, Sherlock also takes a liking to you, but tries his hardest to hide it. He knows that sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. Now you, Sherlock and John Watson are solving cases together, but what happens when the person you fear most shows up and starts to torment John and Sherlock.

The Science of Illusion || James Moriarty x Reader Fanfic by MoriartysProdigy

"Be careful when you mingle around the devil, because at the end of the day, you may end up being like him." You know you could do it, fool the only Consulting Criminal in the world. Your foster-brother asked for your help and you whole-heartedly accepted this suicide mission - serve as a double-spy for the England government to follow James Moriarty. You succeeded in your mission, you were the ONLY one who had fooled the late Napoleon of Crime. You actually did more than that, but it seems like you didn't have to worry because the whole problem is eliminated now...or so you thought. 'Did you miss me?! Did you miss me?!' The video of him spoke to you, you know it's meant for you...and surely, he's going for you and he's making war. And now, he's not the only one...a more threatening person wants to play with you. She sees you as a 'thief' and nothing but a 'replacement'. And truth be told? . . She wants you DEAD more than the man you just fooled.

Daddy's Angel (A Jim Moriarty FanFiction) *Sequel To: The Password Is...* by xoxLittleLottiexox

I'm Jennifer. There is a lot of things I keep to myself. Like how I sneak out when my parents are asleep, I go out with my boyfriend of two months, (who they know nothing about) oh and one more thing. Which nobody but myself knows; I am deeply attracted to Sherlock. Now, this may seem weird but I can't help myself, he is my dads age, I know... But recently he's just so different and interesting. There's something within me that makes me love him even more. It's so awkward because he comes to the house a lot! Well, when I say house, I mean mansion... But... No one can know. Not anyone. And right now, I feel like I am constantly being protected. What is so bad that they need to protect me from?

Loyal (Johnlock) by Blue_Mongoose

(Take no credit for the characters or cover art)(contains johnlock and fantasy elements and some Jim Moriarty antics) (new title by @sempai1213) I'm absolutely rubbish at writing descriptions so I'm just gonna put, like, the first two paragraphs- "Now change back." The voice came over the speakers. I was in a room made entirely of metal with a one way window covering one wall. I shifted on my paws and gave a low whine. "It's okay, John, take your time." Her voice was slightly strained. I barked, knowing that she was just trying to be courteous. I focused my attention on my regular form, closing my eyes and sitting on my haunches. I felt an electric current pass through my body and my eyes shot open. "Changed!" I hollered out, as if my voice would make the pain fade quicker. The metal felt cold on my bare body, "Evidently clothes don't come with the changing." I stayed laying down as I heard the cheers from the speakers. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE THE CRAP I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY SO IT MIGHT INCLUDE SMUT AND IT MIGHT NOT! JUST KNOW DEFINITELY SOME FLUFF AND MORIARTY ANTICS!

I'm Not Afraid (Sherlock BBC Fanfiction) by its-always-been-you

"I guess I'm not normal then." Sherlock scanned me up and down. "No. You're not. You are anything but normal, if I cannot read you, Alice Watson." -------------------------- Alice Watson was the polar opposite of the definition of ordinary. At least, that is what she was told a thousand times by Sherlock Holmes. And it was true. Ever since she joined her brother, John, by moving in with him, her world was turned upside down by the high functioning sociopath. The infamous singer and detective quickly found out that he was not the sort of person that anyone would easily deal with. He was rude, obnoxious, and claimed that he was bored when he did not have a good case. So why should she care for him, when he acts so cold to her? There was something about Sherlock Holmes that drove her to him. Maybe, it was because she understood him better than anyone else, or that she simply saw the good in him. Whatever it was, it worked, and it was the two of them against the world. Both of them were battling enemies, certain cases, and experiencing love for the first time. However, their perfect world changed when an enemy from Alice's past, a certain James Moriarty strikes, Sherlock and Alice are thrown into a dangerous world, in which they would have to make choices to save the ones they love, or else they would have to pay the price of the dangerous consulting criminal. One thing is for sure: the game is on. **WARNING: THIS STORY DOES NOT FOLLOW THE SEQUENCE OF SHERLOCK BBC. I DO NOT OWN ANYONE, EXCEPT ESTHER AND ALICE!** **TRIGGER WARNING: SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, OTHER STRONG THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, AND IF ANY OF THESE THEMES ARE UNCOMFORTABLE TO YOU, I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND READING MY STORY AS I DON'T WANT TO CAUSE ANYONE FURTHER MENTAL PAIN. THANK YOU!**

Kat Got Your Tongue? (Sherlock X OC) ~BOOK 1~ by Immortality4646

"The game, Mrs Hudson, is on!" ~~~ "Tax- ugh." Sherlock says getting cut off as another body runs into him, the other person falling to the ground. "Sorry." A female voice says as she sits up. "I'm so sorry, this was my fault, I was rushing to work." She rants dusting herself off and combing the nonexistent leaves out of her long golden blonde hair. "I just-" She trails off when she finally looks up and gets a look at the person she ran into. "Hi." She breathes out smiling lightly. She was instantly drawn in by his crystal clear blue eyes that left her feeling breathless. "Hey," Sherlock replies quietly also getting lost in her blue eyes. He was just as much in awe of her and she was to him. Suddenly, he clears his throat and they both look away. "My apologies, I, um, I wasn't looking where I was going. Sherlock Holmes." He introduces holding out his hand to help her up. "Katherine, uh Kat. Kat Moore." She stutters out and takes his hand and he pulls her up so they are standing face to face. The two continue to stare at each other while holding hands until John comes limping out of the flat snapping them back into reality and breaking them up. They pull apart quickly as if hoping John didn't see their interaction. "Maybe I'll see you around?" Sherlock says as a taxi pulls up for Kat. Kat reaches out and opens the cab door. "Maybe you will." She smirks lightly and gets into the taxi. ~~~ BOOK 1 in the Katlock Series BBC Sherlock Season 1 Please vote and comment!! WARNING-May contain harsh language and mature themes. **I DO NOT OWN SHERLOCK, BBC DOES!!! I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTER AND ADDED PLOT DEVICES!!**

Slave Girl//Moriarty x Reader {COMPLETED} by ObscureDetective

As a kidnapped victim of the one and only Jim Moriarty, you can't help but feel something when you're around him. Is this love real? Does he love you back? Or are you just another toy he'll one day throw aside? *Mature content warning* *I don't not own any BBC characters, if I did I'd be happy and rich* (Yeah, uh, side note: I started writing this when I was younger and at 1 am. So sorry if this is trash)

[Sherlolly fanfiction] Silhouettes by wittymoose

'He sees everything, she sees a human, I see an opportunity.' Sherlock has convinced them that he is incapable of humanlike qualities; that, even if he wanted to, he would be unable to show his affection towards her or towards them. He chooses to be this way to keep her protected. To keep them all protected from his demons and his payments long overdue. But when he defies his own intentions, the demons climb down from their perches to take the payments they're owed. They merge together to form the face of a dead man, one Sherlock had been certain was coming for /him/. But its never been him. All along, James Moriarty has been Molly Hooper's demon. Sherlock can't simply de-humanise himself now. It's far too late; they have both found themselves caught within the web, the next move they make will strum a thread. And the thread will beckon the spider. All this time, he thought caring was a disadvantage. When really, caring keeps you alive.

Open for Negotiation by fireheather

He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge. "You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone "I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly. **** Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling. It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday. ***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome" Awesome new book cover is courtesy of @ScarlettOlivier. She's awesome. Check her stuff out.

The Secret Three: Revenge Dawns by SpottyGeek

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.

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Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING] cover

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I'm Not Afraid (Sherlock BBC Fanfiction) cover

Kat Got Your Tongue? (Sherlock X OC) ~BOOK 1~ cover

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Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING]

You and John Watson were old flames back in your high school year. Thankfully, when you broke up, you still remained friends. That was, until the year of the war came around. While John went to war, you began to tend to your dying sister, who you knew only had a few more years. John and you kept in touch, but the letters started to get more and more infrequent as the war began to get more and more brutal. After your sister died, you moved to London, hoping for a fresh start and to eliminate any memories of your her. The next thing you know, three people get murdered right before your eyes, and guess who shows up to inspect? John Watson. And his friend, Sherlock Holmes. You took a liking to Sherlock, despite his arrogance and sociopathic tendencies, and you slowly begin to see his feelings that he hides underneath his shell. When he sees how clever you are, Sherlock also takes a liking to you, but tries his hardest to hide it. He knows that sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. Now you, Sherlock and John Watson are solving cases together, but what happens when the person you fear most shows up and starts to torment John and Sherlock.