Guys i've moved this story to archive of our own under the name 'the miserable wreck that is Nicholas Grantaire' so if you wanna read it go check it out! If you want me to post it here as well then just ask as i don't mind!!

It is the Eve of Revolution and Enjolras is walking the streets of Paris when he meets a Eponine who will change the face of the revolution and steal his heart but she still holds feelings for Marius, and in the short night that they have will she find a way to love him?

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

Okay second story on here. Yeah I know it's really close after the first one but while I'm writing the prologue it's like 2 something am in the morning and I'm bored. I may fail miserably at this story but it's worth a try. Going to contain blood and violence. Hope you like the story.

Okay so this is my first story on here. I wrote this a couple years ago in a notebook and decided to type it up and was convinced by some friends to put it on here. This is kind of an open ended story. Contains violence, blood, sort of character death (if u read you will know why I said sort of). Anyway this description is way too long hope you like the story.