Les Miserables Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She wondered to herself, staring out the floor-to-ceiling window across the dining table, looking out into the glittering night skyline of the city. She closed her eyes, and for a moment there, the world felt like it was spinning, and she had no control over it. But then she opened her eyes and everything slowed down again. Vinnie could hardly believe that she had actually done it. She had chased after a man looking for a mistress and willingly offered herself up. And now, here she was. She was now a mute mistress in exchange for money, in exchange for a chance to leave her old, boring life behind and have a new, more interesting and intriguing life. Something someone like her could only dre

“What if Mireille has to live like I did? With a sadist alpha rapist, letting his psychotic friends punish you to the brink of death. Before the light my entire body was covered in scars from their entertainment. Beating me for any reason. Forcing us to work like dogs for scraps. Then above ground, making you live in bunk beds with no heating, fighting over sheets of paper to keep warm. Watching your friends so fucking broken and alone they choose the worst kinds of men to save them…” She shook her head violently, like the thoughts would just fall out and never return. “If Mireille is alive, possibly facing even a day of what I know can happen down underground…well it’s enough to make me off

"Oh my god. Ohhh my god. Do you really think women are as stupid as you? You do not mind my attitude? We can take care of Lumos together?" The scheming was so transparent that Gabriel somehow circled back into being the most honest man on Earth. "You just want me to take you in as a sugar mommy, boy," I said flatly. "Be honest about it instead of pretending this is about love. That is disgusting." I waved and summoned my bodyguards. "As a reward for pestering me, I will now send you to one of my coal mines abroad. I happen to need hard labor." "No! Marceline, you cannot fucking do this to me! No!" He was still screaming at the top of his lungs as they dragged him away.

Her pulse pounded as she looked up, meeting his eyes—dark, unreadable, burning with something she couldn’t name. “I went back,” Marco said, his voice low, rough. “To the inn.” Mia stilled. His gaze bore into hers, unrelenting. “But you were gone.” Her fingers curled at her sides. “I—” “What was I supposed to think?” he demanded, his voice a quiet, dangerous rasp. “That you just vanished? That I imagined you?” She swallowed, forcing herself to steady her breath. “I live here. In New Orleans.” A flicker of something crossed his face.

He smiled at me with such warmth, such tenderness, that my heart stopped. "Miss Sera?" he said, extending his hand. "I'm Felix Silva. May I have the first dance?" I thought I was falling in love. But what did Felix see in that moment? Me? Or the ghost of Luna standing behind me, wearing the same dress, playing the same song? A tear splashed onto my hand. It burned like acid. A message from Professor Lumiere pulled me out of my spiral. The contract. My hands shook as I signed my name. The ink bled into the paper, but I didn't care.

Susan muttered unevenly, unable to say anything else. Leo lowered his handsome dark head. “You can kiss me better and then talk to me about these detectives. Isn’t that the wiser solution?’ Susan could not comprehend the madness that seemed to have infiltrated her brain or her life. She had acted like a stranger to herself and the sheer violence of her reactions was starting to scare her. Like a robot she did as she was told, pressing her peach-tinted lips delicately to the spot she had bruised while she thought about the people who had beaten him when he was a helpless child and found that, inexplicably, even while she hated him, her heart could ache for him as well. The musky, familiar tan

When Sebastine went closer to the bench,he was surprised to meet a little girl not up to twelve years of age ,lying alone on the bench,and when he looked closer at her,she looks so sad and her beautiful face were filled with dried tears ,when he opened his spiritual eyes he saw all what the girl had passed through,even when her mother was pregnant for her and the present,he was so sad for the girl,and planned on helping her. The next day celine find a way to kill Melissa,she poisoned Melissa's food,and kept it in where she normally keep Melissa food, and she ordered her to go take her food from the kitchen,the little girl went into the kitchen hurriedly to take her food,cause she has been st

She took a deep breath while looking at us all. "I found my companion today…” " Mimi, but it's incredible! Who is it? "I asked with a bright smile on my face. But it soon disappeared when I saw sadness in her eyes. "It's Blaise. Belle, I know you don't like him and I know he mistreated you, but maybe he's changed, and I really want to give him a chance. Please don't hate me!" She said, stuttering.

Putting down the pen, I turned to him with a cold and detached gaze. “Father, are you buying your daughter’s freedom, or are you sending away a beggar? 250 million and the villa on the coast, or else get your princess down here to sign the papers,” I said with a calm voice that made his outburst earlier seem like an ungrateful child throwing a tantrum. “Just sign the papers,” he said with a voice that was meant to sound calm, yet the anger beneath it could not be covered up. Pathetic. They were all pathetic and filthy people who only knew how to exploit others. Did they really think me signing a contract would make me disappear forever? I smiled at the thought, took up the pen, and signed my

“Duh, if I could, don’t you think that I would? Plus, you’re the one who chose to play with her. And can we not forget that we’re talking about the King of Hell here?” “Ex-King of the Under World,” Mischief corrected, “who was once quite the tyrant but now he’s more into snuggling.” At my snort of laughter, Mischief’s look darkened. “I refuse to apologize for loving those who need it. There’ll come a time when you understand that, sorceres girl, quite soon I’d imagine. Is there not something you’d like to tell me?” He wrapped Jeremy closer to his side, stroking his hand through his hair. “Like how when you were away on your little trip, you decided to dye Moon’s hair, prettied him up with ma