Carly is a perfect girl. She is the daughter of a minister and the organist. She sings in the choir and is the most innocent girl in the while church. But when a strange man starts coming to her father's church she learns much about the world, pain, and love. Her life is forever altered by a pair of golden eyes and a white mask that none see behind. Will this perfect girl accept a highly imperfect man or will she run from his dark life.

After Christine wakes in Erik's home, she realizes how much she needs her one real family. Erik learns what it means to love and be loved. The family goes through many trials and tribulations, but one thing is for sure: neither Erik and Christine are the same people they were ten years ago, and they are both determined to never be separated again.

Gustave, 10 year-old son of Christine Daae and Raoul de Chagny, has finally discovered the truth about his paternity. But with his mother dead, what will he do? Return to France with his adopted father or begin a new life with Erik? With both men constantly at odds, the boy's choice won't be easy.

Love Never Dies (continues) What would have happened if Christine hadn't died after beeing shot on that bridge on Coney Island? Would she have stayed with her Angel or went back to her alcoholic husband? And what about the Giry's, are they going to hide in shame or take what they think they deserve? This story begins, as Christine gets shot by her very friend Meg after her performance in the Opera House on Coney Island where she discovered that her Angel of Music is still alive. Lots of angst and dramatic past stories, but also fluff. Really trying my best to make something out of Andrew's little faux-pas"Lover Never Dies" (the music is great though). Also my Erik is kind of a mixture between almost every version of PotO. Especially the one from Susan Kay's novel, which I totally adore. Also let's pretend the Daroga is not dead. Just, you know, extremely old. (nobody will care) Anyway: I hope you enjoy

Erik, better known as the Phantom of the Opera, never knew he had a daughter until one late night in 1858. When she shows up at the Opera House, how will he handle the news? I do not own Phantom of the Opera!!!!!

"Congratulations, Miss Duri. You're leading the fifty-fifth voyage to Polus." My initial giddiness wore away under a new and frankly uninvited sense of suspicion. Only an hour ago they were set on selecting anyone but me. What made them change their mind so quickly? "We were wrong about you, Genesis," the woman said. "We now believe you have the potential to do what your unlucky peers could not. However, you should know that there is no room for mistakes." Nareem leaned forward and picked up his chin. On a normal basis, he was about as intimidating as a rabbit. Now, though, he was pretty close to the office cat's level. "Don't mess this up for us, Miss Duri. Otherwise the consequences will be a lot worse than death." --- Genesis has always wanted to lead a mission to the Polus Space Station, orbiting a Jupiter moon millions of miles away. While each attempt to get there has been compromised by the scheming, violent Conclave, Genesis's hopes to become the next captain of the Skeld have not once faltered. When she finally gets the opportunity of a lifetime, Genesis quickly discovers that, despite her caution, all is not what it seems. Her superiors have maintained minimal contact, and she has reason to believe any one of her crewmates could be an imposter. Once the killings begin, she must act quickly to outwit the Conclave before she and all her crewmates are murdered in cold blood. --- **The characters are original, but this story is based off a game called Among Us. The concept of spaceship crewmates being killed by an imposter does not belong to me, but to the game developers (Innersloth). They also came up with the names "Polus" and "Skeld", as well as the layout of the space station most of the story is set in and the tasks crewmates are required to do. ***Content warnings: murder, peril, mentions of blood

While visiting your father's workplace in 19th century France, you find yourself having to rush inside in of the Opera Populaire during a stormy night, for... obvious reasons. And that seemed fine. After all- aside from the sleeping ballerinas and a few other people, there wasn't supposed to be anyone around. Much less, walking around... However, that doesn't seem to be the case. You are quick to be whisked away by a masked stranger. After he fixes you up and allows you to stay the night with him, a powerful friendship begins to spark between the two of you, and you soon become an apprentice to the ever-so-famous opera ghost. You seem to know more about the events in the opera house than anyone else does- Christine Daaé, Joseph Buquet, Meg Giry, and even her own mother. You seem to hold as much knowledge as the man who brought you there. All seems well for a while. The operas, parties, drinking, and love triangles continue on as if nothing happened... That is, until you realize that you're in love with that man clad in black. *** Note: This story begins at around the same time that the musical does - when managers André and Firmin first take charge of the opera house. I tried to stay true to most of the story line, but there will be a few minor changes.

I will be your heart, if you will be my shield. In a world where magic supposedly didn't exist, Serena has spent years struggling to conceal her unpredictable singing magic. While wishing for a peaceful life where she can sing without fear, she sees a man in handcuffs being forced into a shady research center. Their eyes meet, and the soulbond is forged. Darien is not from this world, and he's been held captive for years. With the soulbond amplifying his strength, he can fight his way through almost everything, but not every danger can be fought with fists. Their love draws them together even as power-hungry enemies try to pry them apart. They want to control Darien for their own purposes, but he's too strong to be controlled by force. Their love is their greatest strength-and their biggest vulnerability. But magic has its own rules, and no song can go unanswered. Excerpt: I pitied the man, although with so many cops around him, he was quite dangerous. Who needed 30 police officers to supervise one guy who in handcuffs and leg shackles? I watched him walk down the gauntlet between the rows of officers. It was as if I couldn't look away. He paused and looked around. His brilliant glowing blue eyes seemed to meet mine across the vast distance. I couldn't even blink as his eyes seemed to hold mine. The trees of a park broke our locked gaze as the bus kept on driving. I took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that I had stopped breathing the moment our eyes met. I had never seen such blue eyes before-and they glowed! A shiver ran through me. I had been too far away to make out the color of the man's eyes. My eyes watched the trees, hoping for a break in them so I could see the man again. I had no such luck. --- Fade-to-black action fantasy romance Copyright November 2017. Readers may not copy, alter, translate, or steal this story. Fanfictions may use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.

Alair is a slave of the gypsies. After her parent's death she was sold. Now at seventeen she is sold to a large gypsy camp. They hold freak show and one of the main attractions is "The Living Corpse." Alair befriends the man and they run for their lives. How will a gypsy slave and the Living Corpse manage to live in a world so different from them? Read to find out!