The Son of Timelords

The Son of Timelords

  • WpView
    Reads 380
  • WpVote
    Votes 13
  • WpPart
    Parts 12
WpMetadataReadOngoing23m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 6, 2016
WpInfo
Fanfic
Sherlock
Sherlock Holmes is a known genius. He is relied on by the Britain Government, and lives with his flatmate John. But what happens when he discovers what seems to be an old pocketwatch with circles and lines scribbled on it?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Falling For You
  • Live In Love
  • Fight for Me
  • Data Doesn't Lie (Johnlock)
  • You're in Sherlock (Sherlock × Reader)
  • Praise Me
  • Prank Call (Johnlock)
  • Arcadia - (A WhoLock Fanfiction)
  • A Photo Of John
  • The Adventures of a Girl Who Should Not Exist (Doctor Who/ Harry Potter Crossover)

Sherlock Holmes is not a very social man. He's a consulting detective and the only one in the world, so by the process of elimination, that makes him the best. However, being such a detective doesn't leave much time for friends, or even romance. Well, until he meets John Watson. John Watson is a soldier who has just returned from war. He has a psychosomatic limp and he misses the war, even if he doesn't care to admit it. Naturally, when the possibility of sharing a flat with the world's only consulting detective arises, he jumps at the chance and instantly befriends the strange character. But it friendship the furthest that Sherlock and John are willing to go with each other? Or is the world-famous detective deducing new things about himself?

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines