Accused of the murder of an esteemed councilman, Y/N Ink is forced to run from police to protect her family's secrets, as well as her own.
While finding refuge from Worcestershire's forces, Y/N finds herself on a train to London where she meets two people who are also running away from something.
Enola Holmes who is running from her brother.
And Tewkesbury Basilwether, who is running away from fate.
Y/N finds herself also having trouble with her fate, and after sticking around with her two new companions, she wonders if her fate was with them, opposed to life on the ram.
What happens when they begin to figure out what Y/N was running away from? Will she get to explain, or will they immediately turn her over to Detective Blanc, who has his soul set on catching her.
Will Y/N loose a friend? If not a friend, then perhaps a lover?
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"There is one thing about an Ink that we don't run away from, we're quite proud of it, actually," Y/N said, taking the pouch of gunpowder off the table and shoving it into her pocket.
"And what is that," Tewkesbury questioned, eyeing the lighter in her hands.
"We always leave a mark."
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Copyrighted story (Y/N Ink, her family, some of the plot, cover)
Enola Holmes doesn't belong to me.
(Enola Homles 3 - A Holmesbury Fanfic)
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"And yet you still hold my arm," Tewksbury observes as he and Enola walk down the path in front of them. She smiles to herself, answering.
"And yet I still hold your arm."
After confessing their love, Enola and Tewksbury support each other while pursuing their careers. When his uncle vanishes and his mother is blamed, Enola takes the case-only to go missing herself. Discovering shocking secrets, she completes the mission and recovers with Tewksbury's help. But as they search for answers, Tewksbury falls gravely ill with tuberculosis and Enola suspects she might be expecting. How many more surprises will be in store for these two lovers?
This is my story based on Enola Holmes. Anything copyrighted belongs to its rightful owners. Hope y'all enjoy!
<3 Ari