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    He cared nothing for all my little tendernesses…

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    — Nosotros dos, en este cuarto, desde hace seis años, aplazando. Usted con sus novelas, yo con la botánica. Dos especialistas en el imperio del no llegar.

    — Y usted? — devolví, picado. — Se queda siempre, pero mira el techo como un cobrador. Usted no desea, Holmes. Audita mi deseo para no confesar el suyo.

    La risa de él se fue desvaneciendo como una marea que descubre la piedra.

    — Audito porque es mi única forma de tocar. El imperio nunca toca. Cobra. Usted, querido Watson, es el imperio; y por eso recita, aplaza, aplaza y aplaza. Yo soy la colonia. La que se ofrece en una bandeja de porcelana y usted toma el té sin probarle el azúcar.

    Language:
    Español
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    3,088
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    1/1
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    3
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    5
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    80
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    O casamento quase começou a acabar de novo seis semanas antes do altar, às nove da noite, quando chegou a caixa da Maison Albion — do tamanho de um caixão elegante, com um cartão dourado: CASAMENTOS ANGLO-NORMANDOS DESDE 1887. ONDE A RAINHA VICTORIA ENCONTRA MARIE ANTOINETTE.

    — Eu não contratei isso — disse Sherlock, sem erguer os olhos do violino de estimação

    John abriu o orçamento.

    — Assinou. Lestrade enfiou no meio dos relatórios do laboratório porque sabia que você ia rubricar a pilha inteira sem olhar.

    — Isso é fraude.

    Language:
    Português brasileiro
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    3,768
    Chapters:
    1/1
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    3
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    1
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    Depois de Maiwand, Watson aprendeu que a morte não precisa de cerimónia para entrar. O que ele não esperava era ter de reconhecer o tédio como uma forma de doença. No inverno entre 1894 e 1895, Sherlock afunda-se num silêncio que nem crimes nem violino conseguem romper, e o doutor vê-se sem diagnóstico para o que dói. Entre chávenas frias e um pequeno volume verde de Gregor Mendel sobre ervilhas, Watson descobre que algumas coisas sobrevivem mesmo sem se anunciarem — e que ficar, por vezes, é o único tratamento disponível.

    Language:
    Português brasileiro
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    8,529
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    1/1
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    1
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    Após a morte de Mary, John Watson recolhe-se a um mosteiro beneditino. Sherlock Holmes escreve-lhe. Doze meses de cartas, casos e silêncios — um romance epistolar sobre fé, amor e as palavras que nunca se dizem

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    Language:
    Português brasileiro
    Words:
    417
    Chapters:
    2/30
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    Sherlock smiled — that humourless, purely intellectual smile

    "Don't worry. The Diazafen-7 is still in your system. It should begin to dissipate within the next few hours. For now, you'll feel lethargic. Cooperative. It's a fascinating compound, really. Developed specifically for jugulated Subversives. It suppresses adrenaline production, reduces aggression, induces a state of calm and cooperation. In higher doses, it can turn the fiercest of Alphas into a docile little lamb"

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    24,287
    Chapters:
    7/?
    Comments:
    6
    Kudos:
    39
    Bookmarks:
    5
    Hits:
    798
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    St. Mary Mead, 1905. Jane Marple is nineteen, a midwife's assistant, and uncertain of most things except observation. She reads people as others read novels: for the missing chapters, the omitted sentences, and the truths no one says aloud.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    1,326
    Chapters:
    1/8
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    1
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    "Holmes" I called "I am afflicted with a renal calculus"

    Sherlock raised his eyes from his experiment. He had three rats aligned in a cage, each with a label affixed to its tail, and a flask of chloroform in his right hand. His left hand held a notebook wherein he had scribbled observations in a script that only he understood. He looked upon me as though I were a fourth rat, yet a rat of particular interest

    "A calculus? Are you certain of it?"

    "The pain speaks for itself"

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,611
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Kudos:
    17
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    2
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    214
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    The naked boy shivered on the cracked asphalt, the bones of his ribs drawn under the thin skin like they'd been painted with charcoal

    "Mister…" the voice came out thin, cracked. "Are you my daddy?"

    The crowbar grew heavy. He lifted his arm. "Billy, no!" But the arm didn't come down. "I'm scared"

    And Billy Butcher, who'd planned this moment for years, let the crowbar fall. "Pick up the kid. And someone get me a fuckin' blanket"

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    10,972
    Chapters:
    3/?
    Comments:
    33
    Kudos:
    154
    Bookmarks:
    25
    Hits:
    2,507
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    Steve Rogers is tired, the Tower’s coffee machine has been replaced again, and something strange — probably magical and definitely inconvenient — has started happening in New York

    Between investigations, inexplicable symbols, sleepless nights, and Steve’s terrible ability to admit when he’s not okay, the Avengers find themselves dragged into a mystery that may be tied to secrets far more personal than any of them expected.

    Fortunately (or unfortunately), Steve also has an annoyingly persistent family of heroes who refuse to let him face everything alone

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    9,380
    Chapters:
    4/?
    Comments:
    3
    Kudos:
    20
    Bookmarks:
    1
    Hits:
    372
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    A letter is written. It is not sent. It waits in the dark of a drawer for twenty-seven years, while two men—one in Vienna, one in Küsnacht—grow old around the silence that fills the space where the words should have been

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,175
    Chapters:
    2/?
    Kudos:
    6
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    1
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    John leaves. The door clicks shut, his footsteps fade down the stairs, the front door opens and closes. Sherlock stands at the window and watches him cross the street, shoulders hunched, hands in his coat pockets. John doesn't look back. He rounds the corner and disappears

    "He always leaves"

    Sherlock picks up the violin. Plucks a note — a thin, high sound that cuts through the silence

    "Always goes for a walk when he's tired"

    Another note. Lower

    "Always comes back after an hour. Two at most"

    He settles the violin on his shoulder. A slow melody drifts out — not Vivaldi, not anything. Just loose notes floating in the air

    "He'll come back. He always comes back"

    The note stretches. Vibrates. Dies

    "Doesn't he?"

    The question hangs in the air. The wind rattles the sign outside. The street is empty

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    15,484
    Chapters:
    2/?
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    6
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    Billy tightened his grip on the crowbar

    "Get it over with" Homelander muttered, staring at the floor

    "Not gonna fight back?"

    "I have no powers. Fight back with what? Sarcasm?"

    The crowbar went up

    And a hand caught it

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    24,217
    Chapters:
    6/?
    Comments:
    24
    Kudos:
    229
    Bookmarks:
    42
    Hits:
    6,064
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    ''Because in the centre of the window, upon a small box lined with satin, there she was

    The doll

    To describe her now, so many years later, is a task that demands surgical precision and a poet's heart — two things that life has given me, one by profession, the other by accident. I employ here the second, and may the facts forgive me the excess''

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    9,908
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Kudos:
    25
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    1
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    Sherlock opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again:

    ''I'm being dramatic? You are standing in my sitting room offering to apply ointment to my haemorrhoid!''

    ''Perianal venous thrombosis'' Mycroft corrected, with an almost imperceptible satisfaction. ''If you're going to suffer, at least use the correct medical term''

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    1,894
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    3
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    21
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    107
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    It was twenty past four in the afternoon when I came home, and the silence in the sitting room was the first sign that something was out of order. The second clue was Hastings' necktie, abandoned on the coat rack like a domestic serpent that had lost its spirit. The third was the scent: a sweet perfume of cocoa and hazelnut that did not come from the kitchen

    "Hastings?"

    "In the sitting room, Poirot"

    Language:
    English
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    5,332
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Kudos:
    19
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    "My husband has a magnificent moustache. I declare this at the very outset, because every love story must begin with some part of the body. The moustache, in short, has never failed me. The rest, poor thing, was an apple tree. And I, after ten years of apples, began to dream of pears"

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,496
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
    Kudos:
    8
    Hits:
    76
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    “The curtains were the beginning of it all. Not murder, not blackmail — curtains. And from that moment onward, I found myself reduced to a state of domestic catastrophe and forced abstinence of the most intolerable kind”

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    8,866
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
    Kudos:
    55
    Bookmarks:
    10
    Hits:
    526
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    "The love that goes unspoken does not disappear. It rots, perhaps, but it does not disappear. And I spent my entire life rotting in silence, beside the man who taught me that life is measured by the moments that take your breath away. He took my breath away. Every single day. In every possible way. And that, I suppose, is the only definition of happiness I have ever known"

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    9,593
    Chapters:
    5/5
    Kudos:
    2
    Hits:
    46
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    In the wake of an unspoken grief, John Watson finds himself adrift in Venice—lying in a gondola, watching the sky, while Sherlock Holmes rows and talks, and talks, and sings

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,603
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    3
    Kudos:
    25
    Bookmarks:
    4
    Hits:
    173

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