"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡." 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. - 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘗𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 Enjolras x OC

Viva La France

"He's a part of the problem, part of the reason why France is falling and no one seems to even notice to help her up!" Lissette Pontmercy has been stripped of who she is but not in the way you think. In the midst of changes she does her best to stay a float while a life she does not want is thrust upon her. At least she's not doing it alone.

(Under Rewrite) All Enjolras cared about was his revolution, his Patria. He had no time for women. Even if he did, he could never find one who he deemed worthy for his affection. It seems this Apollo will always remain of stone until the day he dies. That was until a certain woman started working at the Cafe Musain. Stubborn, annoying, and down right infuriating to the red coated revolutionary, Ninette seemed to shake him down to his core. Could his heart of stone be cracking? I do not own any characters or plots created by the writer of Les Miserables or the stage production. This is my own story plot and has my own created characters. I do not own any music in this story. All rights go to the creators and the owners of the youtube channels they appear in.