Erik Phantom Of The Opera Novels & Stories

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

The more I stared deep into his dark eyes, the more he reminded me so much of my phantom. Nevertheless, it’s funny how I can see the uncanny resemblance between them when they are two different people. Well, maybe I am just giving it too much thought, and it’s not unheard of for complete strangers to share a striking resemblance with one another. Furthermore, it has already been absolved that Damon is not my phantom. “I—” I wasn’t able to finish what I was going to say when the door to my office suddenly burst open, and my dear best friend, whose timing has never been off.

Zack leaned softly against Joseph's chest, the TV screen was lit up, and at that moment, an advertisement was being broadcasted. He suddenly brightened up and pointed at the screen, saying, "That's her! My beautiful auntie!" Everyone turned to the screen, where an advertisement was playing. On the screen, in the advertisement, a remarkably handsome man was driving an Audi. With sharp facial features, eyebrows like ink paintings, and a high and straight nose bridge, his superior temperament and appearance were evident. Detective Brown, standing behind him, immediately recognized, "Isn't this Erik?" Erik Carrington was a top-tier celebrity nowadays, gaining immense popularity with his exquisit

"He loved Aria more than anyone.... more than he loved me." "Apparently, not enough to choose both of you. It was against the law to fall in love with the Phantom. Magnus' reputation to the Elder declined due to this. So he made his choice, aiming for a higher position instead. She killed her own daughter to clean the name of the pack. Yes, your hands are unsoiled when it comes to Aria's death but your weakness is what also killed her. If only you used your voice that time, you would be able to save her from you father. He haunted us, intending to erase both of our love for each other from the face of the earth and made it look like we were murdered by my own pack." Dimitri shook his head in

The most cunning man I have ever met before. “Actually, who is Mr. Eric working with? I'm sure they were ridden by a large, dangerous group!” Hamdan asked Frans looking at Hamdan “You're right son, a few days before Fred and Erick came to my house. I did run away from Erik back then when I found out that Erick was working with The Black Shadow. The gang is the biggest mafia gang, most likely. They initially tricked Erick into cooperating with a lot of lure. I know Erick is a cunning person, he has even tried several times to kill me. Last time I was on vacation with the kids, there was an attack on us. And I know it's Erick's men. Until then, I decided to make an artificial face. And sure en