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A new undercover detective enters the world of the SBPD, after stumbling upon an operation that she was, probably, not ready for. She's going to take down the Vagos, an outlaw motorcycle gang, trying to create a chapter in Santa Barbara, though she might need some help, in the form of one psychic detective, his brilliant best friend, a badass blonde detective, and Carlton Lassiter, who rubs her the wrong way from the get go. Will they be able to put differences aside to get the bad guys? Motorcycles. Girls with Guns. Badass Detectives all around. And maybe some love along the way.

"The game, Mrs Hudson, is on!" ~~~ "Tax- ugh." Sherlock says getting cut off as another body runs into him, the other person falling to the ground. "Sorry." A female voice says as she sits up. "I'm so sorry, this was my fault, I was rushing to work." She rants dusting herself off and combing the nonexistent leaves out of her long golden blonde hair. "I just-" She trails off when she finally looks up and gets a look at the person she ran into. "Hi." She breathes out smiling lightly. She was instantly drawn in by his crystal clear blue eyes that left her feeling breathless. "Hey," Sherlock replies quietly also getting lost in her blue eyes. He was just as much in awe of her and she was to him. Suddenly, he clears his throat and they both look away. "My apologies, I, um, I wasn't looking where I was going. Sherlock Holmes." He introduces holding out his hand to help her up. "Katherine, uh Kat. Kat Moore." She stutters out and takes his hand and he pulls her up so they are standing face to face. The two continue to stare at each other while holding hands until John comes limping out of the flat snapping them back into reality and breaking them up. They pull apart quickly as if hoping John didn't see their interaction. "Maybe I'll see you around?" Sherlock says as a taxi pulls up for Kat. Kat reaches out and opens the cab door. "Maybe you will." She smirks lightly and gets into the taxi. ~~~ BOOK 1 in the Katlock Series BBC Sherlock Season 1 Please vote and comment!! WARNING-May contain harsh language and mature themes. **I DO NOT OWN SHERLOCK, BBC DOES!!! I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTER AND ADDED PLOT DEVICES!!**

'He sees everything, she sees a human, I see an opportunity.' Sherlock has convinced them that he is incapable of humanlike qualities; that, even if he wanted to, he would be unable to show his affection towards her or towards them. He chooses to be this way to keep her protected. To keep them all protected from his demons and his payments long overdue. But when he defies his own intentions, the demons climb down from their perches to take the payments they're owed. They merge together to form the face of a dead man, one Sherlock had been certain was coming for /him/. But its never been him. All along, James Moriarty has been Molly Hooper's demon. Sherlock can't simply de-humanise himself now. It's far too late; they have both found themselves caught within the web, the next move they make will strum a thread. And the thread will beckon the spider. All this time, he thought caring was a disadvantage. When really, caring keeps you alive.

[PUBLISHING PAUSED UNTIL WRITING COMPLETION!] The art world is a place of beauty and inspiration, but also of hidden secrets. A corpse is found in one of the most unusual circumstances Greg Lestrade has ever seen, which means only one thing; it's straight to 221b Baker Street. Sherlock has never been very good around people or very used to it, let alone someone who seems to be on his wavelength. So what happens when one of John's best friends moves into town? Well, Sherlock finds himself in and amidst a new case, of course. But what does any of this have to do with an art gallery? Well... --- This book covers themes of a slightly mature nature; mentions of blood etc, much like a Sherlock episode and therefore may contain strong language. But if you want to experience the detective in action, then you've come to the right place. (I do not own the characters or IP of Sherlock nor claim to.)

He grabbed my arm at the last second and pulled me back, pressing my body tightly against his. "You like living on the edge, don't you?" He asked with a teasing smile, he was so close I could feel his breath on my mouth. "Only when I know you're there to catch me if I fall," I smiled back at him, biting my lip. His smile disappeared and a frown was put in its place, "we should talk." "About why you're being an ass to me?" I asked, feeling bold. I saw the shock register on his face before he could hide it. "I wasn't aware that I was," he said and cleared his throat. My heart was beating out of my chest and I could smell him so clearly, pine and a hint of lavender, mixed with the scotch from his breath. I knew he hadn't been drinking a lot, but I had, so I took my chance, the urge to kiss him taking over. Though his lips were pretty, it was the feel of them that sent my mind into a sensual state of intoxication. His lips gently pressed against mine made my legs shake. His hands held me tight by the waist and mine was lost in his hair. In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into one moment. The hint of a promise. A promise of realness, a promise to love him forever. - This is the sequel to BLAKE. This is a Criminal Minds story. I do not own Criminal Minds. The time line in this story is not accurate, it's actually all over the place. Some scenes from CM are included. Please have in mind that English is not my first language so there might be some grammar errors. Warnings: Suicide Mental illness Abuse Curse words Completed: 2024-03-21

#1 in ynstories (17/07/2022) You are the best assassin in history, the most ruthless, the most efficient of them all. The day you were sent to kill Sherlock Holmes, was the day your life changed. The moment he told you the truth, your whole life changed. What happens when, instead of assassinating the world's best consulting detective, you join him in taking down the organisation who employed you? The organisation that has kept the truth about your whole life a secret? How deep does the rabbit hole go? I've rewritten some of the plot in order for this story to make sense, the start of the story is set in the time inbetween S2E2-E3. Majority of the plot will stay the same. I do not own any of the BBC sherlock characters. I have created OCs (I don't own you obviously but I made the personality for this story). !!SHERLOCKXFEM READER!! !!MENTION OF DRUGS!! !!Trigger warnings: some sensitive topics may be discussed!! !!Maybe smut!! Also it's written in first person view, I find that easier in the moment but in the future if I write other books or a sequel I'll probably try second person or third person This is my first story lol so we'll see where this goes, most characters in the show will be appearing, Sherlock and John being those you spend the most time with but yeah if you like it please share with others :)

For one to uncover secrets this deep, they must shatter the evil from within. A façade was all Sherlock was living now. When he gets wind of a masquerade ball being held in Moriarty's memory, he thinks it'll be no different than what he has been doing after his infamous fall. But a one-man operation was just suicide. He had no one to turn to if he wanted to keep them safe, but...maybe a certain pathologist of his had a way around that. A/N: This is set after Reichenbach. My friend @HoneyButterYum came up with the title and description and my friend @myfirstnameisagent came up with some elements of the plot. I don't own Sherlock Holmes or Molly Hooper or anything else from BBC Sherlock. All rights go to the creators and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than �������� (excluding websites like fanfiction.net and AO3--in that case please contact me immediately so I can deal with the plagiarism.) you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attck. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form, please got to jackskellingtonrulz5's �������� page. Thank you.

A BBC SHERLOCK FANFICTION Sherlock never talks about his family, so of course he never talks about her. After nearly a decade away from her brothers, Thea 'Teddy' Holmes returns to her home country. As she attempts to forge a relationship with her brothers once more she comes to realize that she is not the only one wishing to make a connection with them. An enemy in the shadows calls Sherlock's name, wanting to play a game, and Teddy is not exempt from this. The mysterious Moriarty has caught Teddy in his web and she is forced to play her part in The Great Game. As the days go by and the danger grows, however, Teddy begins to wonder if coming home was the right thing to do. Some things should just be left in the dark where they belong. Story Warnings: Violence, mild offensive language, and brief mentions of sex. A/N: I wrote this years ago when I was 13/14. I'm 18 now and I can safely say that my writing has improved dramatically since I wrote this. As the series progresses you will probably notice this. However, I'm too busy to come back and edit this, so I hope you can forgive 14 year old me for her writing. She really did try, and maybe one day I'll come back and fix things up. Other than that, I do hope you'll enjoy Teddy's story and The Deduction Series overall <3 xoxo ~DM

**All chapters after "Trouble Through Paradise" will be written by myself alone. @22bbakerstreet has resigned this fanfic. Thank You!*** Hi everyone! Thanks for being loyal to me and hanging in there through my extreme writer's block. Here is my next big project/fic and I am really excited about it! It is a crossover between The Hollow Crown (well, the general idea), and Sherlock (Sherlolly pairing). I hope you enjoy as we jump into this lovely little universe! Thanks to all of you that stay loyal readers of mine. I really can't thank you enough!!! Side note: no, we don't own any of the characters, as you know. Props goes to BBC on that front lol

As the title states, a compilation of Psych one shots because I've determined that there is too-low of quantity of psych fics. Gonna be Shawn-Centric. Lots of Whump if you've read any of my other stuff you probably figured as much. Happy readings my silly gooslings!