The Phantom Of The Opera One-Shots

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I've developed a very unhealthy obsession w/ The Phantom, lately😂
I need to express it in words on here now
b/c I just went to see The Phantom at an Opera House! All that aside, enjoy, my Angel of Music! 😉All Rights Reserved

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Raoul's older sibling returns to Paris and is instantly fascinated by the Phantom, Erik in turn is just annoyed to have one more de Chagny in the picture. So they go for a hunt, each with their own motives. It turns out differently as each of them expected. This story begins at the end, kinda. ------------------ This is an older story of mine I overhauled and therefore already finished! Rating: NC-17 hetero Genre: Romance Pairing: E/OC Words: around 10'000 Status: Complete Warnings: Wild mix of all the phantom-verses, mainly Kay and definitely AU A lot of OOC'ness from Raoul's and Philippe's part (even if we never see him in persona). The Persian too and Erik... Oh heck, Erik... Erik is just my version Erik. Means, he's a medley of all the Eriks/Phantoms I know in literature, films, musicals mixed with a good brush of my own dirty, insane, phantasies and memories. But, he always looks like Leroux/Kay Erik, only his eyes just reflect in the dusty light of darkness and seem to be yellow-cattish; in peaceful daylight they're from the color like of the midnight-sky, with golden sparkles, like falling stardust... With this I bid you goodbye and let you read...

Before the Phantom by Written_at_Wrandom

Before the opera house, there was a sad manor, a cruel mother, and a friendly little girl. Fate and circumstance tore her away from him, and now, they will bring her back. Has time changed him too much, or will she remind him of who he was before the Phantom? ~I do not own, nor do I claim to own or be affiliated with The Phantom of the Opera. I own my original characters, and that is all.~ * ranked #1 in #phantomoftheopera 6/14/2021 * * ranked #1 in #daae 6/14/2021 * *ranked #1 in #christine 7/5/2021* *ranked #1 in #erik 7/22/2021* *ranked #1 in #poto 8/19/2021*

𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | ✓ by maddiehatter-

❝ set right after the phantom returns christine to the opera house , above ground . meg is frightened and angry at whoever this man - thing , whatever - is , and is even more fearful when she learns the part her mother plays in this scheme . after a heartfelt conversation with christine , she disappears into the night , only leaving behind a letter . begrudgingly , the phantom and meg decide to embark on a journey to find her . but not all is as it seems , and feelings may form along the way . ❞ ━━ set in poto , meg-centric with a healthy dose of merik , oneshot cross-posted on ao3 as ofserien ━━ ⤷ completed ✨ ⤷ cover created by BrendaDaaeDestler

I've Always Been Here by Detective_Sociopath

This is my first story writing on my phone so you'll have to excuse my spelling errors. This is a Phantom of the Opera x oc. There was young girl who was studying to ballet who went to a traveling fair. Her group was guided to a tent that had "The Devil's Child" in a cage. The worker took the bag off the poor boy's face to show the his face was deformed. The boy being around the young girl's age. The worker began to beat the boy as everyone laughed and had fun. Everyone but the young girl. Once the show was over, everyone started to leave, including the young girl. But she stopped to look back at the boy only to see him strangling the worker from behind with a rope. She hurried over and help the boy out of the cage as an angry mob started, calling the boy "murderer". The young girl hurried out with the mob following. She went over to the Opera House and opened a secret entrance for the boy to enter before running to the doors and went in. She made her way below the Opera House and found the boy where she left him and grabbed his hand, dragging him further and hiding him from the cruel world. This young girl was me. Roxanne Daae. Older sister to Christine Daae. And this is the story of how I fell in love with the Phantom of the Opera.

The Treasure *Phantom of the Opera* (sequel to The Quest) by AngelofMystery145

1871- Two lost souls found their dreams in Seville, but the dangers are far from eliminated, while in France a new terror has arisen. *some fantasy* based on 2004 movie- STRONG sexual situations E/C, R/M. All usual disclaimers apply; I don't own the PotO characters or music, but the original songs and characters are mine. Based solely on the Erik/Christine of 2004 movie (how I perceived them)- but still a high fantasy with Erik as a King of Music and Christine his Queen. Please note the M/MA rating - it's there for a reason. This story is very explicit at times as far as sex goes, increasing as story progresses- no-holds-barred- so please be warned. There are also other adult situations that warrant the M... All pictures/ book covers shown are my creation - E/C manips I made to go with scenes in my story.

"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."

The Phantom of the Opera was the inspiration for countless novels and movies, but they've all been based on speculation. No telling of my story has yet to reveal the truth - and it's time the truth came out. Though rumors of a spirit haunting the infamous Paris Opera House were in full swing long before I moved in, I was never a ghost. Without my official autobiography, the assorted fables about the elusive - and dare I say exceptionally handsome, masked genius, are just fictional works. They all attempt to pass off their theories as fact and people choose to believe whatever version they like best. Some say my face was deformed at birth, others say it was burned by acid, and let's not forget the notion that it was the result of a pact with the Devil himself. But let me assure you, none of these so-called chronicles are the real story. The Opera was just one of many houses. So, what made me resort to playing the part of a phantom and hiding from the world behind a mask? Well, like the downfall of most men, it all started with a woman...

“Why doesn’t she just love me back? I’ve given her everything!” Erik was almost in tears in front of me. I bent down next to him and wiped away a stray tear. He looked up into my eyes. “Nobody can choose who they love. Love is a gift, but it is also a curse. It either makes you, or breaks you.” He then brushed back a piece of my hair from my face and gave me a confused look. “How do you know this, Alice?” I looked down and took a breath. “Because it broke me.” Alice has been in love with the Phantom of the Opera since she read the book in her freshman year of high school. When her graduating class of high school goes to Paris, she can’t help but go along. One night, she sneaks out to find the man she loves she realizes she needs to go back in time to find him. When she arrives, she sees that the only way to win over his heart, is to make him fall for her, instead of Christine. So, with her trusty copy of the Phantom of the Opera, will she be able to make him love her too? I do not own the Phantom or any other character from the Phantom of the Opera. I only own Alice and her new adventures.

The Angel in Hell {Phantom of the opera x Reader} by momentodebruh

{Phantom of the Opera x reader} COMPLETED (I wrote this when I was small, be prepared to cringe a lot 🙃)

change - phantom of the opera by ipromiseimnotasimp11

A fresh out of high school theater obsessed girl finally gets the chance to move away from her life, to her dream destination. After seeing her favorite show, the phantom of the opera, she befalls some strange happenings.

Hunter in the Dark

Raoul's older sibling returns to Paris and is instantly fascinated by the Phantom, Erik in turn is just annoyed to have one more de Chagny in the picture. So they go for a hunt, each with their own motives. It turns out differently as each of them expected. This story begins at the end, kinda. ------------------ This is an older story of mine I overhauled and therefore already finished! Rating: NC-17 hetero Genre: Romance Pairing: E/OC Words: around 10'000 Status: Complete Warnings: Wild mix of all the phantom-verses, mainly Kay and definitely AU A lot of OOC'ness from Raoul's and Philippe's part (even if we never see him in persona). The Persian too and Erik... Oh heck, Erik... Erik is just my version Erik. Means, he's a medley of all the Eriks/Phantoms I know in literature, films, musicals mixed with a good brush of my own dirty, insane, phantasies and memories. But, he always looks like Leroux/Kay Erik, only his eyes just reflect in the dusty light of darkness and seem to be yellow-cattish; in peaceful daylight they're from the color like of the midnight-sky, with golden sparkles, like falling stardust... With this I bid you goodbye and let you read...

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