sherlock holmes and irene adler fanfiction

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.

Ian has transmigrated, but he isn’t panicking at all... Why? Because there’s no point in panicking when you’ve landed in the world of Fairy Tail, where the danger level is set to MAX! Seriously, how is one supposed to fight the final boss who is immune to magic? Better leave that overpowered mess to the protagonist... As for Ian, all he wants in this lifetime is to lay low and live a carefree life in the Fairy Tail Guild. That was the plan until the year X778, when a little crimson-haired rice dumpling knocked on his door. From that moment, Ian unlocked a dream simulation ability. Thus, Ian began jumping across countless timelines, saving tragedies from unfolding. In one of his dreams, he traveled 400 years into the past and took down the general who had abandoned Irene. He also saved Gray’s family and Ur, and effortlessly wiped out Deliora in the process. He reunited August with Mavis, and casually sent August undercover to the Western Continent. For the longest time, Ian thought it was all just part of a dream. Then Irene dropped the bombshell: “Yes, Erza is your daughter.” Ian: “Huh?!” Selene: “Ian, you need to own up to your actions.” Ian: “Own up to what? It was all in a dream! Can’t I cut loose a little in my own dreams?”

This story takes place in the world of "The Walking Dead". In this story we follow the journey of John Adler through the world of the walking dead. John meets God and receives 3 wishes from him in order to survive. He also gets to choose his appearance in that world. This story will have a harem. I admit the harem won't make much sense, but what harem fanfics ever make sense. You have my word that I will do my best to make it just barely tolerable. This story will be updated frequently because I am currently on break. I don't know if I will do it daily but definitely expect more. This story will contain R-18 Scenes, but the chapters will be marked R-18, for any of the readers who do not like these scenes.

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

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In the summer of 1991, Sherlock Holmes received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. As magic and science intertwine, the story is about to begin. This is a translation of the original work. On Patreon, you can read up to 5 chapters per day until we catch up with the number of chapters released by the original author. patreon.com/Kottaru Support us there and follow Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts ahead of time!

When the fog of London could no longer nourish his thirsty mind, and when the tricks of all the masters of crime had become tiresome, the world's greatest detective, Sherlock Holmes, was sinking into an unprecedented boredom and weariness. Dr. Watson watched his friend with concern, powerless to stop his spiritual world from withering away. However, the turning point came in a way that was beyond imagination. An enigmatic visitor, whose true nature cannot be fathomed, knocked on the door of 221B Baker Street, bringing an irresistible invitation to unlock the ultimate mystery of the universe. He left behind an ancient and exquisite pocket watch. This is no ordinary timekeeping tool. When the pocket watch is turned on and its light flows, it becomes an ark that travels through time and space. Holmes and Watson thus embarked on an extraordinary and bizarre adventure that defied logic. They may wander through different times and spaces, or even venture into unknown dimensions where myths and nightmares intertwine. But behind each adventure lies a darker undercurrent: an unspeakable entity from beyond the stars is quietly extending its tentacles into all of time and space. The logic of the world is crumbling, and mad whispers echo through the timeline. Now, Holmes must use his unparalleled mind, together with Watson, to search for clues among infinite possibilities. They must not only solve one mystery after another, but also expose the Outer Gods' trickery before the ultimate order of the universe is completely eroded. This is the ultimate test that pushes reason to the edge of madness. Are you ready to follow the greatest detective to unravel the biggest and most dangerous mystery?

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.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"