Sherlock Stories

" That's why they call it falling in love. No one ever means to fall." -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Sherlock Holmes. London's most eligible sleuth. Enola Holmes. The female detective. Mycroft Holmes. The government prick. Siblings. Family. Blood. But blood is about to be spilt. For change requires sacrifice. How much blood does it take to drain a man? How much pain does it take to see the truth? How much fire does it take to melt an icy heart? Sherlock Holmes was never meant to fall in love. But then again, neither was Kiva Taylor. Takes place after Enola Holmes 2 Sherlock Holmes x OC Enola Holmes fanfiction Copyright All rights reserved.

Look, I don't know how the freaking hell I got here. I was just walking and.....well, the actual problem here is that the characters have KILLER FACES. Okay, maybe it is a bit rude to call them 'characters'. Another problem, a Twenty First centaury girl in the Nineteenth centaury? How am I supposed to survive in this hell?! But the major problem here is, how am I supposed to stay calm when I am surrounded by 'geniuses' who can read like-like I am some sort of MAGAZINE?! OH! I just hope I can return home....... I will be able to return, right.....? *A Moriarty the Patriot Fanfiction* *Disclaimer*: Moriarty the Patriot rightfully belongs to Ryosuke Takeuchi and Hikaru Miyoshi. The only thing I own here are the OCs and the fanfic storyline.

just one shots for multiple fandoms some are short, some will be longer.

James Moriarty and Lithia Holmes find themselves drawn together in a love neither expected and both are determined to protect. Their bond is tender yet fiercely tested as they navigate the constraints of class, reputation, and the unyielding expectations of Victorian society. With Sherlock's sharp‑eyed loyalty on one side and Mycroft's cold disapproval on the other, James and Lithia must learn how to build something real in a world that doubts them at every turn. Through quiet moments, heated clashes, and the slow, steady work of understanding one another, they discover that love is not a single choice but a series of them - made in the face of pressure, fear, and the shadows of their pasts. Their journey is one of resilience, devotion, and the delicate balance between who they are and who they hope to become, together.

The video starts a little shaky, with Y/n L/n grinning into the camera as she walks through 221B Baker Street. "Hey, guys. Welcome to Baker Street. I'm Y/n L/n, and this is our little world of tea, murder boards, questionable life choices, and-" She turns the camera. Sherlock Holmes is on the sofa, eating toast, curls a mess, looking deeply unimpressed. "-the world's only consulting detective, the great Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock looks at the camera, mouth half-full. "Your standards for greatness are worryingly low." Y/n giggles. "See? Charming." "I am occasionally charming," he says, then points his toast at her. "Usually when you deserve it." Y/n's smile softens. "That was almost sweet." "Don't make it strange." She turns the camera back to herself. "Anyway, don't let Sherl scare you off. He looks dramatic, but he remembers tea orders and pretends that isn't affection." "I heard that." "I know." Sherlock sighs, but there's a fond little smile hiding at the corner of his mouth. "She steals my chips, interrupts my experiments, and somehow makes this place less unbearable." Y/n pauses. "Sherl." "What?" "That was sweet." "It was factual." A sudden bubbling noise comes from the kitchen. They both freeze. Y/n turns slowly. "...Sherl?!" Sherlock shot to his feet. "Bugger." Y/n laughs into the camera as he shoots past her. "Okay, got to go. Welcome to Baker Street!" There was a loud clatter in the background. Then Sherlock's voice, offended and distant: "Don't laugh, Y/n/n, that's nitric acid-" The video cut off there.

Keine Ahnung wie ich es formulieren soll. Hier schreibe ich ab und zu Ideen rein, die ich nach dem Filme gucken habe oder die mir im Alltag begegnen (was oft passiert). Ich würde mich über Feedback freuen und schreibt doch ob ich die Geschichten ausarbeiten soll. Alle Charaktere aus dem jeweiligen Filmen gehören dem Autor/Erfinder. Alle dazu gedichteten Figuren gehören mir. Ich bitte euch darum meine kleinen Ideen NICHT zu kopieren. ❤️ = Love Interest 🧡 = Mentor/Mentee Relationship 🖤 = Hate Love (Und alle Bilder sind hauptsächlich von Pinterest oder Tumblr, nicht dass mich noch jemand anfaucht, ich hätte was geklaut) Edit: Ich vergesse Kommas beim Schreiben sehr gerne. Falls Sätze dadurch unverständlich werden, sagt es bitte, immerhin sind wir für den Spaß hier.

John Watson's little sister comes to see him once again, but this time she sees a tall man cheekbones, very defined eyes like no other. She can deduce him very well. What happens when she finds out she's the same as him

A fic where sherlock and watson are geniuses in their respective fields, but both have a particular knack at reading people Jonh is accused of the murder of he ex-fiancé Mary Morstan and teams up with sherlock too uncover the truth

New clues. New cases. Same YOUNG detective and same partner in CRIME. (Or perhaps I should say same partner in search of the TRUTH? Oh well, point is: they're back!) *** WHAT IS THIS FF: A hypothetical season "in between" the first and second, picking up where the protagonists left off, offering a fictional "continuation" (since, as you know, the second season has already been confirmed). REQUIREMENTS: Have watched the first season GOAL: Having something to read while we wait for the next season and get anxious all together (Second) GOAL: To provide inspiration to the series creators for a third season Ready to start investigating?

Hey guys, I started writing this Sherlock Holmes series back in 2022 when I was doing my O/Ls. Now I'm a fresher at one of the top government universities in Sri Lanka, studying in the Faculty of Science. Since you all kept asking for it, I decided to start writing again. Sorry for the delay, things have been super busy lately. - Sirimath athal Tharindu එල්නීනෝ තත්ත්වය හේතුවෙන් ඒ ලන්ඩනයේ ග්‍රීෂ්ම ඍතුවයි.දරුණු හිරු රෂ්මිය පතිත වූ මාවත්වල දිවා කාලය ගෙවා දැමීමද ඉතා අසීරු බවක් පෙනුණි.ගිම්හානයේදී කොල වියලී හැලී ගිය ඕක් ගස්,මාර ගස් සහ පිපිඤ්ඤා වැල් ලන්ඩන් පරිසරයට එක් කලේ ප්‍රසන්න බවක් නොවේ.කෙතරම් උණුසුමක් තිබුනද මා මිත්‍ර හෝම්ස් හමුවීමට යාමට මම අමතක නොකලෙමි.මා යන විටත් හෝම්ස් සිටියේ ජොකා පිටිනි.

Murder leads to a mystery. Mystery will lead to the unexpected. That's how it always plays out. But what it leads to is unsavory, horrible, and heartbreaking. Or that's what both Sherlock Holmes and his confidant John Watson believe. Though, in different ways. Girls are going missing with a well known killer filling the morning newspaper, and the young teenagers put themselves to solve it. Would this mystery change their views?

On a lead from a brutal London murder, Mycroft Holmes brings his younger brother Sherlock and the sharp‑tongued James Moriarty to Madrid, where the name Calderón echoes through back alleys and government halls with equal menace. What begins as a simple investigation quickly reveals a city tangled in secrets-bribes, disappearances, and a villain whose influence reaches far beyond Spain. Their careful pursuit is disrupted when they cross paths with Elena María Selena Quintanilla, a 19‑year‑old Madrileña with a fierce heart. She knows the city better than any map, and she knows Calderón's world even better. Sparks ignite the moment she joins them. A glance held too long. A voice softened. A heartbeat quickened. As the four of them close in on Calderón's operation, the mystery deepens, loyalties blur, and the line between ally and enemy grows thin. In Madrid, every truth has a price... and every spark threatens to become a fire.

Young Miss Lucille Harden was a student at Mrs. Harrison's Finishing School for Young Ladies. She shared a dorm with a rather facinating young lady named Enola Holmes for not even a fortnight. Completely unaware of how this would change her life forever, through a whirlwind of adventure and excitement she had never quite experienced before. Lucy never considered herself a very intresting person not even after befriending Enola Holmes. So it was safe to say it came as quite the surprise when Enola's older brother Sherlock Holmes took an intrest in Lucy. (This is a fanfic and not intended to be an infringement on the franchise, all rights to the characters, events and story line of Enola Holmes go to Nexflix.)

Will Haiku author, Edalyn "Eddie" Goyle, ever know what it feels like to want or to be wanted by? Or will he always sense that there's something incomplete in her life, but never not know what it is? Apparently she also has a knack about finding true meaning behind ones actions or else he'll descend into madness.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ꜰᴏɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ ʙᴀʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴀɴɴᴀɴ ɪꜱʟᴇꜱ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴘᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴏx ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴋɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏʀᴘʜᴀɴᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɢᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ (ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ + ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ)

What if I *accidently* meet the great detective, Sherlock Holmes?

So this is low key a rewrite of Queen of the Mind Palace but it is so far from that fic that it is completely separate, just follows a very vaguely similar plot line. ~ I'm bad at summaries, but this follows Sherlock Holmes and his adventures when he befriends and decided to foster a teenage girl by the name of Percy with raw intelligence such as his own. He enlists Molly to help him do so, and it is not long after that a murder spree with a familiar pattern comes into light and old skeletons are suddenly tumbling out of closets. ~ It should be noted that while I technically finished this, the last half is, like, summarized and switches between my own narration and scenes that I had already written because I was NOT going to finish.

Reader x Sherlock. Reader is an artist hiding her ability to surprise her friends with art dedicated to them and portrays feelings without words

The rain had started somewhere around Marylebone, a thin, spiteful drizzle that turned the pavements into mirrors. Y/n stood on Baker Street with her suitcase listing to one side where the wheel had broken three tube stops ago, her backpack heavy...

- ❝ EQUILIBRIUM ❞ - A state in which opposing forces or influences are balanced. In emotional, social, or moral contexts, it refers to a fragile balance between conflicting desires, power, and consequences. -- ✦ -- CALISTA VINCENT ROMANOV The daughter of a tarnished aristocratic line. A woman who earned her place in an all-male lecture hall with nothing but sheer talent and unapologetic rage. WILLIAM JAMES MORIARTY The professor who challenges her. The mastermind who traps her. The man who should be her enemy-but becomes something far more dangerous. -- ✦ -- What begins as a rivalry spirals into a war of intellect, temptation, and control. But in a game where the first to fall loses, neither of them anticipated the third player: The world that wants to watch them burn. -- ✦ -- Who falls first, loses. But the one who catches the other wins everything. -- ✦ -- [MORIARTY THE PATRIOT] - ❝ OC X WILLIAM J. MORIARTY ❞ -