Les Miserables Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I yelled at her even though I didn't know why I was blaming her. "I'm sorry ma'am. What would I have done? I can't possibly do anything to Master Xavier. I would have punched him on the nose, and kick his scrotum for slapping my mistress's cheek, but I can't do anything" Mia struggled until I pushed her roughly. Furthermore, I gritted my teeth as I thought of Xavier slapping me because of that slave. Had he really fallen in love with the slave? I've done everything just so he'll fall in love with me, but he still didn't. Why would he fall for a slave?

James asked shivering silently, his hands still trembled slightly. "He tried to mess with me" Madison aura darkened, her facia expression was dark, nobody wouldn't want to see this side of her. "They were part in killing my parents, and now they want to kill me to?" Madison thought "This is the plan" Madison started to summarize everything from the point. Meanwhile in another part in America, Aubrey was deciding which clothe she would wear to meet her sugar daddy, but what to failed to know if would be her last day seeing him.

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Christian remarked as he stared at the place with disgust. Having been taught the concept of how important family was and having watched his parents raise a child that wasn’t theirs like theirs and give him a very comfortable life, he was disgusted at the fact that the Devilles made their own flesh and blood stay in such a place that looked like it was falling apart when they could afford a better place. However, Mabel misunderstood his look to mean he was judging her for staying in such a place. “Forgive me, I’d be able to afford a mansion like you but you see someone just took two thousand dollars from me,” she retorted with a smile on her face.

I hissed, glaring down at her. This was all her fault. She dropped the fragile act and let out a mocking sneer. "You still haven't found Rosella, have you? Do you honestly think she'll forgive you after watching the videos? "She's nothing but a bitch! A commoner like her is never worthy of you! "I should've just killed her when she was locked in the dungeons…" The taunting remarks continued as I kept swinging the whip until her venomous voice finally went silent. Suddenly, the scene shifted. I saw Rosella standing among the clouds, crying that she would forgive me as long as I was well.

My mind conjures an image of a little dark hair and dark grey eyes, a little boy who likes sad music. “How are you feeling now?” He asks when we're back in the room. He switches on a sidelight. “I'm pretty good…just that shit feels unreal.” “What feels unreal?” “I mean…getting my license back, Aurora is finally getting what she deserves, and Rubi…even though she might never work with me anymore…she's…I don't know I feel sorry for her. Xavier…wheew, I'm slowly getting my revenge.” He's looking at me intently with his dark grey eyes and slightly damp hair.

She's amused by this, and surprisingly, I don't mind her knowing my feelings. "I swear I thought... he better not dare touch her!" The sound of her laughter fills the room. "Well, in that case, Sir will have to get used to it, Mr. Mazza, because they touch me all the time and whenever they can. ... You can't see, can you? ... Always blind to the truth. ... Can't you see that girl out there will be your redemption, Athos Mazza?" I take a deep breath and think about telling her what's going on inside my chest, but the door opens again, and the doctor passes through it afterward.

I felt pain explode across my cheek, and I tasted blood where my teeth had cut the inside of my mouth. I stood there, stunned, my hand rising slowly to touch my throbbing face. “You think the rules don’t apply to you?” Madame Thorne hissed, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at her. “You think because the young master chose you that you’re special? You’re nothing but a criminal playing dress-up.” “I’m sorry,” I whispered, tears springing to my eyes. “Please, I’m so sorry. I won’t do it again, I swear…”

"You even dumped me on the side of the road just to go after him. It rained heavily that night, and I walked all the way home in the rain for two hours. "Did you know how much I wished that you would suddenly just appear before me and tell me that you were wrong, and that you wouldn't go after Clyde anymore? But you never appeared. "All my love for you vanished completely on that rainy night you abandoned me, Mabel Landry." Tears streamed down Mabel's face. She looked at me pleadingly. "Dusty, I'm so sorry. I just couldn't control myself. I regret it so much now that I wish I could just die. I can't live without you…"

Mike stands there, his face a mixture of guilt and defiance, while Mabel avoids my gaze, her cheeks flushed with anger. "Is this who you want to date? A thug?" Mabel's voice quivers as she speaks through tears, addressing Mike with accusation. “She's so wild. Look at my face. They ruined my face." She breaks down into sobs. Mike's expression hardens as he turns to me, his tone resolute. "You need to leave, Desiree." "What?" I say, struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before me. This can't be happening. Not like this.