𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓, jim moriarty
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  • Reads 1,008
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Jan 27
Athena Holmes was a quiet but intelligent girl. She kept to herself and found no care for the world. She can be described as a perfect mix of the other three Holmeses. Calm, cold and collected like Mycroft Holmes. Blunt, clever and sociopathic like Sherlock Holmes. Unpredictable, solitary and remorseless like Eurus Holmes. Even with these similarities to her siblings, she sticks out like a sore thumb. This is why she ended up growing up in the company of her own mind, teaching herself how to be normal. How to be human. She could mold into anyone she liked, becoming a totally different person. Like a light-switch, deceiving those unable to see through her mask. But when Jim Moriarty comes into play, everything shes ever built comes crashing down. Moriarty finds the other little sister of Sherlock the perfect pawn in the Great Game. What happens when his game doesn't go to plan, this "pawn" shows her true hand as the Queen on the board. 



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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.