Thefall Stories

When Joan Watson meets Sherlock Holmes the enigmatic, private detective, she can't help but be intrigued by her endless deductions. Holmes, also enticed by Watson's mask of normality, sees an opportunity. But things aren't what they seem. As Sherlock battles with not only her dark past and her burning but unrealistic desire for a friend a new player emerges from the shadows. Both women are thrust into a dangerous battle of wits with an elusive killer. The game is on and Joan has to decide: is Holmes really worth risking the only life she knows?

Scared to open your eyes. Scared to close your eyes. Cass. She lives her life in fear. Until she spots Amduscias or Cias. With his chocolate brown hair and his memorizing green eyes, that remind me of a forest in his eyes Her life changes in an instant.

Ex army doctor John Watson meets the Consulting detective Sherlock Holmes and his adopted brother Lorenzo Holmes. The two drag the doctor on a case to find a serial killer within hours of knowing him. "I'm a psychopath, I know shocker!" "What a boring way to die." "Liking yourself is the most important thing." Read to find out what happens! | Lorenzo Holmes | A Study In Pink | PART ONE!!! _____________________________ [I only own Lorenzo Holmes. Everything else is owned by Sherlock BBC.]

Okay, this is about a girl, she, well, falls, and well, things happen :)

This is the sequel to REACH. Before you read this, read that first... Roy Walker becomes paralyzed after a movie stunt gone wrong. While in the hospital, he befriends an avant-garde nurse named MacKenzie, and soon both are pulled into an intense emotional affair. As Roy struggles to accept his new life, his feelings towards those around him change, as do his motives. Now after leaving his hometown in Oklahoma and returning to Los Angeles, Roy is once again reunited with MacKenzie. And as much as he longs to let her into his life again, Roy's demons of addiction, depression, and guilt threaten his ability to do so.

This story is like a diary journal about a 13 girl named casadell who is from Belfast, Ireland who joins an experimental treatment program to try and help her family get out of debt. But along the journey she finds out the truth about the program and her and her two friends John and jessabell try to escape and tell the world about the truth of what is happening at the stricar wood experimental hospital for newly found treatments and benefits.

Main Summary: Before the fall for the future, the story circulates about the commencement of war between the Warriors of Boro (The Kings) and their enemies to commit freedom to the lives of Boro City. In order to achieve peace, The Kings must fight and move forward.

Surely shifting a bit of formal papers around and sprinkling in a few morally-questionable miracles still coincides with the great plan, right? Raphael, an archangel who's about to be outed for a bit of fraternizing on the morning star, decides to pin the blame on a principality. Little does he know that this new goat demon is going to be overlapping with his field work on Earth. Guilt ensues. This story takes place after Armaggedon't, where Raphael tires to work out his past with Azirafell without destroying their relationship. (The current cover is kinda trash, it looks way too dramatic lol. I'll see if I can draw one)

Simply exhausted of all colour. Wasted. I didn't lie down. I didn't blink. I just sat there, staring into nothingness, waiting for something to materialise into my vision. Something. Anything. I had kept Sherlock away. Kept him away from his death, for so long. So long. Little did I know, all he needed was a little jump from a rooftop. It wouldn't take me long either, would it? I wasn't going to die. I needed relief. I needed disconnection. Disorientation. Oblivion. Ignorance. Because ignorance is bliss. It was in my hand, now. Like vengeance disguised in forgiveness. Breathe. Steady. Hold. Control. . . . Now. Pain shot through my arms and my palms, like my nails were being pulled out. It spread like fire, like ice cold fire, still burning like coals. My limbs were numb. I fell onto the bed, my mouth pressed into the sheet at an odd angle. I was too fatigued to change it. Too drowned to change it. Drowned too deep. To change anything. I'd never done this. Was I going to die? It'd be better if I died. What would that feel like? Flying? Better that this I suppose. Don't you think, Sherlock? [TW: IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING WITH PTSD SCHIZOPHRENIA DEPRESSION ANXIETY PANIC DISORDERS DRUGS OR ARE TRIGGERED BY ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE PROCEED WITH DISCRETION. GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF NEAR- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND VIOLENCE AND ZERO CLOSURE LIKE LITERALLY NO CLOSURE]

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•☽︎ 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙶𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚣 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚣 :]

'Tis the season to remember crackling lives.

After her old partner gets fired, Dana meets Stella, her new FBI partner. *THIS DOES GET SEXUAL*

Death affects people. Changes them. Makes them look thinner, paler, colder. Tear them apart. In a few words, break them. Yet, sometimes, the most broken aren't these who leave, but these who stay. After all, vikings cry too. This is the story of a break, a fall into mourning. English is not my mother tongue, so if you spot any mistake, forgive me and please let me know about it ! Ships : Dennor, Sufin

I have been searching for my love for years.1,000 years to be I n fact. I spent all of my life running from hunters,and searching for my soulmate. a soulmate is someone who holds your lost soul and can fill that empty space in your heart. yeah ,yeah I know it sounds cheesy but its true and well I'm still looking for him . I never knew that the day I walked into McKinley high school a show choir competition would be the day I would meet him .but how we met was just the bening of our journey . little did we knew is that our kind of love comes with a price and that price comes sooner than we want!

hi,its Alex I'm still sad that LJ died. but we still have to go on even if it hurts. things been going good but I couldn't say the same for dark and daren. but exspecally daren I mean he loved my brother. no matter that I'm going to see if I can get him to smile. bye guys.

A veces simplemente necesitamos el eco de un fantasma real que nos recuerda aquello que extrañamos sin saberlo. Alexandria visita a Thranduil. . . La imagen de portada no sé de quien es. Y NECESITO saberlo, para darle creditos por es hermosa.