A mysterious masked tenant rents rooms from landlady Eugenie Bardot. She tries to know him better but finds that the more she knows about him, the more questions arise. What is behind that mask? What is he hiding? Who is 'Erik'..?

The Opera Populaire, tattered and in ruins, has been rebuilt. Old and new characters take the stage, the 'Angel' is watching, and a new owner is tested. Will history repeat itself, or is stubborn pride and curiosity enough to hold things together? Yaoi.

When a mysterious, faceless man moves in next door, a lonely and defiant Christine begins to wonder if maybe she's not really alone. But is he more sinister than he seems or is something else behind the strange happenings? Modern day, Leroux based.

Quietly and ever so gently, she set his shaking hand between her breasts. Erik gripped her hand, for he felt nothing. No heartbeat at all.

MOVIEVERSE:Cassy McCaine is working in Paris, France over the summer as a ghosttour guide in the infamous Opera Le Populair. Cassy finds her self often dreaming of the sensual specter. Until the night he appears to her.This wasn't in the job discription

From the beginning, how it happened, what made us the way we were? The answers lie, most certainly, in our past.

Modern day. EC. Christine is kidnapped by a very strange, very obsessive man, who frightens her with his morbid thoughts, and his sometimes evil, violent ways. But nonetheless, fear can turn into love.

Against my better judgment I am starting this journal. As a habit, I don't like to write things down. The concept of having tangible proof of my innermost thoughts is unsettling to me. What if someone reads this? I know it's cynical… but I have never had

After being mudered, the only thing you feel is hate. It posesses you , eats your soul and will not rest until you have completed your heart's deepest desire : vengeance.MODERN DAY. Disclamer : I do not own any of the charaters.

I was locked in his world. No escape and no possibility of release. And yet I cannot hate him...Dark. Modern. Sprinkled with bits of Leroux and Kay.

Erik is a scientist on the road to Paradise with Christine, an architecture student. But they both will find that there are bumps, and even potholes, on the road. My very first fic, so if have suggestions to improve it, send them to me.

A crossover between POTO and Kate & Leopold. A 19th century Eric is accidently pushed forward into time during the masquerade ball to meet a 21st century headstrong and rebellious Seeva.

Erik runs to Ireland in the hopes of freeing himself and living a quiet life in solitude, but his plans change quickly when he falls for Brigit. ERIKOC!

She is a ballet rat with an untold story, but will he see her as a real person or simply a means to his own ends?

With Christine gone, Erik moves to the countryside in Southern France where he finds himself intrigued by a young woman employed at his manor. Everything changes when her former suitor makes a violent attempt to claim her. One late chapter is rated M.

Modern Day! R&R, please. Epilogue is posted. The story is complete! Please let me know what you all think of the ending! PLEASE!