candle for the table sherlock fanfic

Sherlock Holmes spent the first 11 years of his life as an unusually observant and curious child in London, often shocking adults with his sharp deductions. On his eleventh birthday at 1991, he received a curious letter sealed with a strange crest-- an invitation to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What will happen when the brightest boy of the Muggle world steps into the land of spells, secrets, and magic? Can pure logic navigate a world built on magic? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> You can read more advanced chapters on : patreon.com/MikeyMuse Thanks for reading and the support.

Synopsis: Yan, a laborer, transmigrates into the world of Naruto as a member of the Uchiha clan. However, the timeline is set three years before the Uchiha massacre. Coincidentally, suspicion and distrust towards the Uchiha within the village reach their peak. Power struggles within the clan, surveillance from the higher-ups, and misunderstandings from the villagers—all unfolding as in the original. If Yan doesn't take action, the inevitable outcome will be the entire clan being sent to their graves by the so-called "the filial son" Itachi! Starting with a deathly opening move, it's better to rely on oneself than others! Yan can only begin to self-rescue! Factional conflicts? Cut off the factions! Higher-ups targeting the clan? Replace the higher-ups! You can't save it from inside? Then tear open a hole from the outside! The Uchiha Self-Rescue Guide begins! Rebuild the glory of the Uchiha clan! Remember, my name is Uchiha Yan! Author: Mengyin Qianqian This is a translation from Chinese fanfiction 拯救宇智波，从掀桌子开始 Read 15++ Chapters in advance patreon.com/JYouyi

Life is pretty damn screwed up. Just yesterday morning, Gawain had passed the civil service interview in his hometown’s county office. He thought he'd be starting a stable job in a few months, ready to coast through the rest of his life with a secure future. Sure, the life of a civil servant was dull and predictable, but in an era where turning thirty-five basically meant being declared obsolete, who could say no to a permanent meal ticket? Low salary? Tough to find a partner? Ha! In today’s meta, those issues were barely worth mentioning. In fact, when it came to the dating market, civil servants were definitely top-tier. So how the hell did he wake up on a deserted island? Worse, he was wearing tight-fitting black leather armor, had fresh scars on his body, and blood slowly seeping through makeshift bandages. It hurt. A lot!

In the summer of 1991, Sherlock Holmes received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. —In a situation when magic and science collide, an interesting tale is born. *book cover not owned *all credit goes to the original author 300 Powerstones - 1 extra chap 500 Powerstones - another extra chap

I was transported to Westeros, a land of blood and fire. This place is teeming with bandits, and so-called knights are mostly brutal scoundrels; the lives of ordinary people are worth as little as livestock. How can a penniless transmigrator survive? What? Having acquired the Honor Points system, one can strengthen themselves and even summon Knights of the Round Table. What? Knights of the Round Table? You mean Heroic Spirits...? [Fighting to the death against bandits to save the villagers, Honor Points +100] [Summon Gawain, a Knight of the Round Table, and gain the ability: Blessing of the Holy Day] Thus began the conquest of a holy king who led the Knights of the Round Table. "You hereditary spoiled brats, do you even know what the name of a knight represents?!" "Lord of Light, your light is not bright enough, nor is it ruthless enough!" As soon as he finished speaking, Gawain's greatsword dried up the entire White Blade River, and holy flames shone brightly in the Night King's army. "Barristan, you're not convinced? Even if the Divine Sword of the Flying Eagle crawls out of the ground, it won't change anything!" Lancelot fought against a thousand men single-handedly, and the Kingsguard were like children in his presence. The names of knights such as Kay, Maranlock, Galahad, and Tristan are etched into the legend. According to the Camelot calendar, the Holy King crushed the taxes levied on the peasants with a curved plow, established new laws to break the shackles that bound freedom, and led his army to quell the evil spirits of the north. Then, he embarked on the path of conquering the entire world. Leon stood in front of the Iron Throne, looking at the knights standing on either side. "Gentlemen, the glory of the Round Table will endure forever!" [Game of Thrones, leveling up, farming, war, political intrigue, Fate/Knights of the Round Table] [Western fantasy, not having read the original novel doesn't matter]

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A high-stakes management consultant from Boston trades spreadsheets for a Glock 19 after waking up in 2008 London as James Moriarty. Trapped in the BBC Sherlock universe years before the detective's debut, he must refine his Spider's Web ability to transform a sloppy criminal crew into a global empire. While balancing a dangerous romance with Molly Hooper, he applies corporate efficiency to the underworld, discovering that his new body possesses lethal muscle memory perfectly suited for the upcoming Great Game

This is a private fanfic made solely for the writer. This Fanfic is my personal project. I'm writing it because I'm invested In it, not because I'm trying to please every reader. You're free to read it, and you're just as free to leave if it's not your kind of story. There are plenty of other stories out there that might suit your taste better PRIVATE FF; EXPERIMENTAL…. (っ－＿－)っ AM N. NOT. ♤ Draft ♤ Title: Detective Conan — " Sherlock Leonardo Napoleon Suzuki's Chronicles " ♤— need to enjoy a cup of beverage first….. ♤—Sherlock Leonard Napoleon Suzuki [OC]... -The youngest son of the suzuki family. -L.N. -Slow pace [Notice] I wrote this to give shape to the absurd, chaotic ideas drifting through my mind, and to improve little by little along the way. I’m not an author—just someone experimenting with writing and learning English. This is purely an experimental fanfic, not meant to be taken seriously. AU elements, power-scaling nonsense, twisted personalities, and a whole lot of bullshit included. cover image;not mine.

Novel Summary Hiko, a worker, transmigrated in Naruto and become a member of the Uchiha, but the timeline turned out to be three years before the night of the genocide. It coincided with the peak of the village’s suspicion and defense against Uchiha. Factions in the family fight for power, high-level surveillance, and villagers’ misunderstandings, everything is just like the original work. If hiko doesn’t act, the final outcome is that the whole family will be sent to the coffin by the filial son Itachi! Death starts, it is better to ask yourself than to ask others! Yan can only start to save himself! Factional battles? Then cut out the faction! High-level targets? Then change a group of high-level people! If the internal rescue is not enough, then tear the opening from the outside! Uchiha self-help guide begins! Recast the glory of Uchiha! Remember, my name, Uchiha hiko!

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.