|| Book 2 || Sequel to The Shadow's Melody || When I was a small child his voice captured my soul. He haunted my dreams and stuck close to me like my shadow. I loved him, that man they called the Opera Ghost. And he loved me, too. But would his love for me ever outdo his love for his first songbird, his angel of music? Can I replace the Phantom's Christine Daaé?

|| 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.