FIFTH BOOK! I looked ahead at the man I once believed to be a ghost. His skin echoed of our adventures. My love left his skin cracked with frustration and smiles. Trying to ignore my racing heart, I glanced away and tried to comprehend what Sherlock Holmes was telling me. Moriarty's plans had not yet finished. It was the start of an ending I could not predict. Sherlock/OC

Mara was tired of telling herself that she couldn't do things. She couldn't be in the Resistance. She couldn't pilot a ship. She couldn't fall in love again. And yet, she had already done those things within the space of a few months. Poe Dameron was asking her to stay with him, emotionally and physically, and she was tired of telling herself 'no'. Before TFA. Poe/OC PoexOC

FOURTH IN THE SERIES (BOOK FOUR). I couldn't watch it any longer. Hot tears were dancing across my dirty skin as the silent screams got stuck in my throat. All I could do was shut my eyes and hear his pain. Feel his pain. If I could have said anything to him at that moment, it would have been those words. But, it was too late. Everything was over. Everything was lost. Holmes/OC

Thorin's voice shook with anger. "I ordered you not to come on this quest." Tormora's eyes saw through the King like glass. "You said, and yet here I am." He wanted to be angry with her, but her sudden appearance shook him. It took every fiber of his being not to reach out and touch her. "Well then," he muttered. "I hope you brought your sword." Thorin/OC ThorinxOC (All 3 Films)

"Tell me Maggie, why is a Raven like a writing desk?" The Hatter asked quizically. Maggie smirked, already knowing an answer. "Because Poe wrote on both." Mad HatterxOC Hatter/OC