William James Moriarty is a genius, a mastermind, a revolutionary... and now?
He's haunted.
Y/N was just a regular college student-until Truck-kun yeeted her into the afterlife. Now, she's a ghost, stuck in the 19th century, and guess what? She's living her best afterlife!
With no responsibilities, no exams, and unlimited time to fangirl, she does what any sane person would do-stalks William James Moriarty. Forever.
She whispers during his meetings. She messes with Moran. She steals Albert's books. And somehow, despite all her chaos, she makes William's life... fun?
Now, William is determined to uncover the truth behind his annoying (but weirdly endearing) ghostly companion. Who was she? How did she die? And most importantly-is there a way to shut her up?
A comedy-filled ghost story where one genius criminal mastermind gets haunted by his most unpredictable enemy yet-a fangirl.
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Y/N: "...I know this sounds impossible, but... I was the cat. And before that... the ghost."
William: arches a brow, lips curving "So the lazy creature in my bed and the spirit haunting my halls were both you? I must say... you've been keeping yourself busy."
Y/N: "W-William!" flustered, covers her face "Don't say it like that-"
William: leans closer, voice silky
"Why not? You slept in my arms every night. And now you return as a woman... beautiful, warm, trembling in my sheets. How exactly am I supposed to behave?"
Y/N: blushing furiously
"...You're impossible."
William: soft chuckle, brushing his fingers along her jaw
"Perhaps. But you must admit... you chose the most interesting way to stay by my side."
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English isn't my first language.
Admist the busy streets of London city a girl with brown hair and purple eyes walks with her mind in deep thoughts. In her mind was her family who yet again troubled her so much that she wanted to cut ties with them.
But in the 19th century a woman can't survive without a man or her family beside her side. That's why she has to plan carefully her exit.
If they get wind of her schemes she will be in trouble. After all, this time around there's no way they would spare her.
No one except a few people are on her side, but how can she tell they are? They mostly stayed silent or were never present when it went downhill for her. At least, one person or two people were constantly aiding her.
Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard some news being discussed by a few ladies dressed in fancy clothing for their time. Nobles, she thought as she got curious what is now in the daily telegraph.
The title is deliberately made for people like me who frantically search for a FF of Moriarty the patriot. For now the text of the picture will not make any sense but let's see if it does in the future.
Death will be in this story even if it's mentioned briefly
→ Slow updates because of various reasons
→ Once a month or so two chapter will drop
Family conflict and lots of names being used in the story. Relevent ones:
Lope
Ayila
Luis