Giry Stories

"I have realized... it is better to be alone, Meg. The people I love won't get hurt." He whispered to me and then I saw him. The man I know and love; the man torn between wanting to love and scared of it; the man wanting to feel but runs away from everything that makes him feel because he is afraid of losing it. "I learned with Christine that I cannot love, Meg. I cannot love anyone...I only hurt them. And no one can love me. Who could?" "I could." I couldn't believe I just said it. He froze and I just kept talking, afraid the words would stop coming out of my mouth. "That's where you're wrong, Erik. You've always believed that no one could ever love you, all of you, even with your deformity. And yet, I have loved you since I was seventeen years old. You hid yourself behind the "Phantom of the Opera" but I never saw a Phantom. I saw a man desperate to be loved, to be loved not only for his music but for himself. I thought Christine could be the one to finally show you that love since I was so afraid to do so. But not afraid of you but what I know you would say. Christine chose wrong, Erik. I would've chosen you in a heartbeat... I do choose you."

╰┈➤ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐎/𝐋𝐍𝐃 ─ 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐔𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘'𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍

[Completed] Phantom Of The Opera Fanfiction Forbidden Love? This is a scenario that Princess Christine Daaé and Commoner Erik Destler understand far too well. What lengths will this pair travel to, in order to guarantee their freedom in the name of love? A Fantasy, Phantom Of The Opera, Retelling.

His mask at his side was twinkling in the candle light. His wig was a bit askew and the white hairs that lay underneath were showing a bit. I stood there for a few minutes admiring but also fearing him. Looking at this man would be kind of like looking at a normal innocent man that you see every day walking down the street. He gives you a smile and nods his head at you. He's the one at a store who holds the door open for the lady and asks her if she needs help with her bags. There is a problem with these kinds of people though, they may look simple and kind but there is almost always a nagging feeling telling you there's something wrong with him but you ignore it because he is so kind and gracious you can't possibly imagine them being anything but what you see before you. I warn you now, beware of this type of man or even woman for that matter, just because they look nice does not mean they are. Remember what people tell you, when you take medicine, the best kind is the one that taste the most gross and the one that's bad for you is the one that tastes the best. It's the same with people. Anyone who is too nice and sweet... is bad for you. Ever wonder what happens when you go in a coma? If it's just darkness or if it's dreams. If was dreams, what would your mind come up with?Your family who died not that long ago, the boy you always wanted to date and have loved since the day you saw him? Maybe it's your favorite movie or the place you most belong in. It might be the place where you are to learn who you truly are and who your real friends and family is. Whatever it is, it's not what Saphira had expected.

Christine gives birth to a beautiful child, the only problem is it isn't Raoul's. He takes her to her real father, leaving Christine to believe she is dead. What happens when they come back to perform at the opera populaire with their new daughter Emily, who is just a little younger than Erik's angel Selene. Thats not all they find out Carlotta is bringing her son to the opera as well, how will everyone react to this reunion? What will happen?

Okay so hey guys, I'm alive. And I really do not think I have the real desire to write a sequel to my original work so.... here is what I'm planning to do instead. My original work was finished in 2013 and I started it even earlier. I was sixteen when I finished it up and while I might have been an alright writer, I've grown a lot through my creative writing classes. I didn't even edit what I originally work and that continues to terrify me. What I want to do is go through, edit, and make changes I've thought about since I finished it. At the time, I wanted a sequel. I thought I could pump it out really quick even though I'm relatively sure it took me two years just for the first one. I want to make this wanna be two work piece into just one. I want to give you all a real ending and make it something I am proud of. I'm planning to post it up on Ao3 as I edit, and post it up on Wattpad chapter by chapter (maybe one every two days?) once I'm finished. If you want to see the progress as it goes, I'm at blondiebatgirl on archive of our own. The prolouge is already up. Once I start uploading the new version of this, I will mark the original as such and the new as 'rewritten' or 'edited', whichever I deem more apt. It will tie in the conflicts I wanted from this story and will only leave mysteries I wanted in the first place. There will be a definite ending. If I write another Phantom fic, it will stand seperate from this (because I've had a plot for one for years now). Anyway-- I'm so sorry for those of you waiting. I'm going to hurry to get this edit/writing done and get you all the closure with this story because even I need it at this point.

Vincent has been living in the abandoned Opera Populaire for ten years now under the tutelage of the Phantom. However with the appearance of a mysterious lady, everything is about to come crashing down... {All rights to the the Phantom and his Opera do not belong to me}

(A Phantom of the Opera Fan-fiction) Five years after the disastrous fire took place, the burned-down Opera Populaire is a void of humanity. Only a memories, ruins, a few ballerinas and, of course, Madame Giry along her daughter, Meg Giry, were left. And, of course, there's him. The Phantom lives, deep inside the ruins of the Opera House. Though he wasn't seen or heard from ever since Christine left, it was obvious he was still there. At night everyone would hear a faint sound of an organ being played by a talented man's hands, every morning they would sometimes feel like they were being watched. One day, though, on the day of the auction, a life changing event happened. The Opera House was sold, and it was sold to a young man... The Phantom once again makes himself known to the Opera House. He writes notes, he threatens people and the whole package. The Phantom is somewhat disturbed when he thinks of the new manager. He had a small frame, clothes that seemed to be a bit too big for him, and an unusually feminine face, but these days, every one thought feminine faces were attractive. Then one night, while the Phantom was about to put a note on his desk, something happens... Something YOU must find out for yourself.

Et merde! Une nouvelle année! Des nouveaux potes, une filles QUI M'A AMENER SUR CE PUT*** DE WATTPAD ! Dire que la ! J'en ai ras-le-bol !

Cristin Daae is alone, and 14. Her father is dead, because of a heart attack. Now Cristin must move from the French countryside to Paris to be consoled by her closest relatives, Aunt Antoinette Giry and Cousin Meg. Once her aunt finds out about Cristin's voice, she immediately sends her to the Schola Populaire, a high school that is excelled in the arts. Cristin befriends the principal's cute son, Raoul De Changey, who coincidentally happened to be a childhood friend. But one night, Cristin hears the voice of a man, who tells her he is the Angel of Music, and that he was sent to teach her, and to watch over her.

{{REVISED AND REWRITTEN}} A curse for one and a blessing for another. When Christine noticed the swell in her stomach, she realized the price she was paying for one night when her heart belonged to another. There was no keeping the newborn that came. There was no keeping a reminder of that time. Raoul had a simpler plan- infants die everyday- but while they had been told the Phantom was long dead, Christine refused to believe it. Now the child is in the hands of her father, left behind at the Opera Populaire. A prize to the Phantom, a charge to the Giry's. The opera house will rise again if only to house the growing girl, named by her father after the leading lady in his opera. Aminta. A ghost in the opera house alongside her father, the Phantom. {{This story is an alternate to Love Never Dies. The events of that musical are non-existent in this story}}

In mere moments, Erik grasped Christine by the waist and pulled her under his protective dark cloak. There, pressed against his chest he moved into the shadows of the wings, Christine blinked at the sudden darkness, grasped Erik's firm arm around her waist with her hands, then struggled to see what was happening through the thick folds of his cloak. "Come out ghost!" A slurred voice called out. "I know you're there, and that pretty ballet rat too." This is a ROUGH DRAFT of my fanfiction of Phantom of the Opera. Parts will be added and taken away and chnged without warning. Do not expect a perfect story. I am very much still experimenting. Thank you!

about the Phantom of the Opera and a maid that just happens to always clean the mirror in the prima donna room... (I do not own the cover photo!)

She had been shot, and her whole world faded before her.... And then she was thrust into the light and bustle of the Palais Garnier once again. Christine Daaé the shy soprano with all the knowledge of her previous life has been awakened. She has the chance to re-do everything, and to change what had happened last time. But to secure her future, some things will have to go differently, meaning some people will have to get hurt. But when some start to remember? Only time will tell if this revival was worth it.

Jade is a 30-year-old single mother who dreams of becoming a singer just like her mother who passed away. Despite working at a local cafe, Jade never gave up on her dream and found an old book on opera singing which she practiced and improved upon. She got the chance to audition for a singing competition which was a trip to Paris to attend an opera singing workshop. She was selected and arrived in Paris, falling in love with the city and its beauty. While sketching in the old opera house, she reflects on her dreams and her mother and decides that she is determined to fulfill her promise to her mother and become a singer. but didn't know she would isekai to another world...later on.