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It starts with a body, disappearing from the morgue: It's just another night for Homicide detective Genevieve Freemen. Yet, the only problem is, that her whole night is about to be turned upside down. It starts with a body, disappearing from the morgue... When Genevieve thought that matters couldn't get…
Axel Rockwell is a Detective in Grand City, a place that's beautiful from a distance but dirty and dangerous up close. His life is at risk every day in the vicious city streets, but that's the least of his concerns.
Mystery and Crime
May 15, 2014
Another Sherlock story but who's that with Watson?
The third in my series of Sherlock Holmes stories, the young orphan Max finds himself rolling into a case darker than any he has faced before, the case of Jack the Ripper.
The sequal to The Adventure of the Decorated Box, this is a short story set in the world of Sherlock Holmes, detailing a young Orphans adventures with the man. (While this is a mostly seperate tale, I strongly recommend you read The Adventure of the Decorated Box frst, thank you.)
Mystery and Crime
October 23, 2011
There has been a murder at a library and a man with an on-and-off limp. Can Holmes and Watson solve the mystery before another murder is commited?
Skeeter Holmes is an average fourteen-year old, but with extraordinary powers of observation. When her teacher assigns her class to read Sherlock Holmes, three words stand out to Skeeter more than anything else; "The game's afoot." Eventually, these words will lead her into a world she could never have guessed…
remembered the last time I drew an ‘Oliac’, like it was yesterday, I had just become a full fledged Wizard, after ten tiring years as an apprentice Wizard. Usually we became Wizards at the age of fifteen, but I was just just thirteen. Wizards never stay in their Realm, as…
Work in progress, when a little girl turns up on the doorstep of 221b Baker Street, what could possibly be next for Sherlock Holmes and his trusty companion, Dr John Watson?
The cobblestones rolled like drops of rain under the metal paws of the Hound. The sky had a sick yellow pallor, and glowed weirdly. The cobblestones, slick with fresh rain reflected the yellow light grimly. The world took on a different hue around the Hound. Smiles, what smiles there could…