Phantom Of The Opera Erik Novels & Stories

He said, being sweet while he still caresses Manuel’s chest. “Let go of me.” Manuel spoke in a deep tone. Erick suddenly opened his eyes and saw Kim and Irene’s amazed expressions on his left side from where he was standing. He quickly let go of Manuel when he realized that there was something wrong and fell on his back in shock and panic. “Wh-who are you?” Erick said, with dread in his eyes. Meanwhile, the two at the dining table burst into laughter, seeing how Erick’s reaction was. Kim knelt onto the floor while holding his stomach from laughing, knowing his boyfriend had freaked out about what he had done to the wrong person.

The smile looked so real that it made her breath hitch and eyes wide like she had spotted a ghost. "You're frozen up, you're supposed to return my smile. Your expression is the farthest thing from convincing," he leaned in like he was whispering sweet nothings to her ears as he spoke and a half smile creeped up Erika's face upon realisation. She really didn't feel it herself but she was the root of this problem, she didn't have much choice but to go with it.

She couldn't see the caller ID as one of the men snatched it from her hand. “You underestimated us, darling,” he taunted, leaning in to sniff her hair. Ericka jerked away, shouting, “Leave me!” The men closed in on her, their sinister laughter echoing around the room. ***********

He touched Erik’s shoulder and whispered into his ear: “They are having a birthday party. Are you interested in attending it?” “Not at all,” Erik replied. “They are just a bunch of witless kids.” He turned to leave, but Crystal happened to toss her head and raise her chin high at that exact moment. The light shone on her face, highlighting her good features and diminishing her bad features. Her cheeks were flush, and her lips were half-open. Eric motioned to his assistant with an open hand, and his cell phone was placed into it. Erik scowled and threw his cell phone on the ground.” Not that,” he hissed. “Give me my business card. Then pick up my phone. And it had better not be broken!” Erik’

She just didn't think that he'd be able to do something like that for her. "I just wanted to make you fall deeper in love with me." His next words were as weak as the sound of the wind but to her who heard those words, it was like a loud bang that made her heart pound faster. The man scratched his head in embarrassment at his confession before his eyes slowly landed on her. A genuine smile was flashing through his lips. "Quite confident that I actually love you, I see," Ericka said. Despite her heart racing like crazy, she managed to act composed in front of the man to not let him get the whole idea.

He paused momentarily while the workers behind him gave each other puzzled looks. He wasn't just surprised because of this girl’s beautiful appearance but everyone knew that the master had a serious case of OCD and was disgusted with women. There was only one woman in the world that the master could tolerate and that was none other than Erika. So who exactly was this woman? Erika looked at Ryan and the workers. She took a bite of the prawn dumpling and said apologetically, "Uh, I forgot to put on my make up today, did I scare all of you?"

Finally, there was something the older brother could squeeze to make his little brother squirm. “I don’t know, Ronin.” Suddenly, the tense air around Erik changed, and he inhaled a deep breath into his lungs as if he finally remembered they were in the middle of the ocean and he needed to relax. He shrugged, sliding his hands into his pockets. “I kind of like Carmen.” “You’re only saying that to piss me off.”

"I would rather die than reveal anything. If you have the guts, then kill me!" Andrew smirked. "Eric, looks like it's time for you to use your trump card." Eric grabbed Cordelia by the hair and said coldly, "You're as stubborn as a mule. Fool, your willpower and tough talk are useless against me." With that, he activated his Phantom Mirage, and energy ripples appeared. Cordelia struggled for a moment, but her eyes soon lost their defiance, and her head drooped in submission. Eric sneered and asked, "Where are you from?"

Gerard POV Erik is staring at Romy, and it looks like he wants to talk to her. I had called him earlier, asking him to come by to set up extra security for Silja tomorrow when I go to speak to him and my father at the office. “Now?” Erik asked when I spoke to him on the phone. “Romy is here too. She looks upset.” I said. “Upset? About what?” He seems more interested in her than he is leading on. Erik has always found sharp-mouthed women attractive, and well, after Silja, I don’t think you could find a sharper-mouthed woman than Romy.

Erick’s face was fixed on his food, his knife and fork slicing the steak with little or no strength. I froze. For a second, I didn't respond. Two….. Five, nothing but silence. Erick's knife stopped moving as he paused. “Ophelia?” I jolted. I watched as he glanced at me then returned his gaze back to his meal. I swallowed hard and hesitated before responding. “Nothing yet” My voice was low, and I suddenly felt ashamed of myself. Again, Erick paused. His hands rested on his cutleries but he didn't look at me. His face hardened and his jaws clenched.