Portrait at the stairs of the
M&M's store in London. Four floors full of goodies and candy.
I wanted Sherlock Holmes plushies! But they only had for the yellow knight and the green lady. It would have been awesome.
I gave up Kissing Sherlock Holmes after less than 50 pages and skipped to the end to see how the case was explained, since it was practically solved from the beginning. The case was not bad and there were some interesting characters, but my stomach couldn't take the cliché lines at sex, wich happened almost from the beginning, so quick did their mutual feelings get them to bed. I had seen reviews calling it bad, bad fic, but I needed to read it with my own eyes. They didn't quite burn, but they truly hurt at the dialogues during the "insert characters of your choice" generic smut scenes. Cheap, cheap. And not quite themselves at that. Sherlock Holmes wouldn't ignore a key clue to a suspect twice just to cuddle in a stranger's house. Just no.