She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

Just some one shots that I will write when I am bored!!!!!! All of them will be Phantom of the Opera. I trust you enjoy them all. 7/4/16: I have marked this book as complete. It is an on-going one-shots book that I may or may not ever come to an end of. Therefore, to make it easier for those who mark "complete" as a tag require to find, I have marked it such.

Erik and Christine have always had a strong love. What will happen when they try to start a story one more time?

|| Book 1 of The Shadow's Melody || As a maid here at the new Opéra Populaire I can certainly sense something different. Something missing. It lacked him. The Opera Ghost who disappeared. I know I should let it go. I know I shouldn't constantly think about a dead man. A murderer. But I simply can't. I can't forget about that man I fell in love with those many years ago. I yearned to hear his angelic voice again. I begged for it. Hoped for it. Prayed for it. I called for him in my dreams. The man they called The Phantom of the Opera. I would never have guessed that my hopes and prayers would soon be answered.

"Christine, I love you." The phantom's voice played a sweet tune in my mind. It was the first time he had confessed his love, but sadly, I couldn't return the favor. He had given me everything, fame, fortune, and a life of excitement and curiosity. Still, he had threatened to hang my beloved Raoul and sentence me to an eternity locked away from the world. My clammy hands shook with emotion as I slid the beautiful, diamond ring off my finger. The disfigured man helplessly gazed into my eyes, transforming my soul. I was the only one to look past his hideous physical appearance, to know how to comfort a creature of darkness; I couldn't bare holding in my emotions any longer. Tears plunged down my pale cheeks and I looked down to take his hand. Making sure not to drop the small item, I closed his rough fingers around the ring. "Goodbye," all sadness echoing through my word. I spun around and dragged my wedding dress through the foggy water to meet Raoul's awaiting boat. *** UPDATE 2020: Hello, all! I realized that this book recently gained traction in the fanfic world of Wattpad, again. Unfortunately, I wrote this back in 2014 and have yet to go through and edit. At one point, I planned on making a sequel to this. I don't expect to do so any time soon, but I appreciate the reads and the comments!

A twist of events occur when a shy soprano leaves on her wedding night. To be with the one she truly loves. But will her angel of music be willing to give her a second chance? And what will happen if a certain Vicomte, goes on a hunt to bring vengeance?

Love, lies, seduction, and deceit. Christine Daae, put the events of the Opera Populaire behind her and went on to marry Raoul. But three years later she still can't shake the feelings for her angel of music and decides to do what her heart says, she leaves Raoul. She is finally reunited with her angel of music, but things don't go right. From jealous lovers to close calls with death, Christine's love for Erik is put to the test. What will happen to them? I do not own Phantom of the Opera. *Copyright all characters created by me are mine*

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Face it, we all want to know what it would have been like if Christine and Erik had a daughter, so instead of Gustave, we have Gwen. This is a love never dies fanfic with an alternative ending Note: I'm setting this story 13 years later and not 10 because I want Gwen to be more mature. Christine is 29, Raoul is 31 and Erik is 37 Meg is 29 as well. As for madam Giry.. She's just old

Christine wants a new life. She wants out of this hell she's living with her fiancé Raoul. So one night, she finally goes & does what she needs to do...find her angel. & this time there are no backward glances.