Children of Life

Children of Life

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"I thought we all were children of God." A voice echoed through the opera house and into the ears of another lost child, The Phantom of the Opera. What happens when two lost souls looking for comfort meet, a gypsy girl and the devil's child? Perhaps broken hearts with a connected past will meet again and this time stay for good. Crossover of Phantom of the Opera and the Hunchback of Notre Dame
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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...

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