"Erik," he said to her. "I am Erik. I am no Angel and we both know it. You will call me Erik and you will understand that with this decision you will be binding yourself to me irrevocably. Think it through, Christine de Changy. If you say yes you are mine forever." Dark Erik, disturbed Christine.

When tragedy strikes at the Opera Populaire, the lives of those who survive are changed forever. Years later, a young girl finds her fate inexplicably tied to the incident, and it is up to her to solve the mysteries of her family, heart, and fortune before tragedy strikes again.

Christine shows Erik a tattoo she got to convince him she isn't lying about her love for him. MODERN. COMPLETE. ONE-SHOT.

Christine and the Daroga drink tea after burying Erik.

A person is born with the last words their soulmate will ever speak to them tattooed on their arm. Christine Daaé has words written on both of her arms.

A "Halloween" one shot story whereupon Erik follows Christine to an unknown destination. In researching France of the Phantom time period and Halloween... I found an interesting "connection". Entry for Phantom's Haunting Halloween One Shot

Erik struggles with morphine withdrawal and Nadir is there to take care of him. Post-Kay AU

Christine, moved by the morbidity and agitation that produces to everybody, decides to go look for the Phantom of the Opera personally.

Short, dark piece. Raoul, Christine, and their son Philippe stumble into a museum, where they are greeted with a familiar face...

Entry for the Phantom's Haunting Halloween Contest Summary: The Persian court is not a nice place. There is a playground in one of the courtyards - but the children who play there are monsters. One of them wears a mask.

A bit of fluff for fellow writer, Wheel of Fish, to celebrate her birthday. E/C Oneshot. Christine is acting mysteriously; what can she be hiding from Erik?

The Daroga struggles to coach Erik in the matter of courting. Later, Christine asks him about it.

The Daroga takes care of Erik at his death. Kay AU.

When Christine's father dies, her world is shattered. Who will guide her now? In her solitude and despair, she hears a mysterious voice. In the dark, she finds a lone figure. Has her father really sent her the Angel of Music? (One-shot: my take on the first time Christine heard the Phantom's voice.)

Erik and Christine, holding each other close. He is overwhelmed by her love for him, and she is infinitely gentle.

Sorelli struggles to cope after Philippe's death, and contemplates their time together. (Sorelli/Philippe)

Follows the events of POTO. Erik is the architect of his own destiny - or so he thinks. Will Christine breach his defenses? Will the enemies who wish to destroy him succeed? Completed story.

Modern AU. Christine is a librarian attentive to her work, and so she notices when sections of books start disappearing at night then mysteriously re-appearing weeks later. One night, she decides to confront the mysterious borrower.

He had to see her, just one more time. That's what he told himself, and what he continued to tell himself as he traveled from his world below the opera house to her home. He carried a letter with all the words he did not dare speak to her himself, but he could not willingly go to his grave without her knowing. Just one more time, he promised. He needed to see her one more time.

They have an agreement whereby he meets her in her dressing room after her performances. And what happens there is only between them. (Philippe/Sorelli, NSFW)

At the masquerade ball, Christine loses a partner... and the two of them find each other. Musical-based fluff-fic.

Christine Daae seems to have it all, being one of the most popular girls at her high school. She's gorgeous, well liked, has good grades, and has never done a bad thing in her life. She and her fiery sister-friend Meg basically rule Roosevelt High. Never in a million years did she think she would find herself hand cuffed, in a police car with Erik, her school's resident bad boy.

When Christine and Erik first met, a timer appeared on their wrist counting down to the moment they would lose each other. Now they lie in bed beside each other, and there is only a week left

Modern. Who was to know that a thoughtless last-minute bet would be the ultimate undoing of two broken people? Or was it rather the situation they had been unfortunately placed in by happenstance? In hindsight, they were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Before the Point of No Return: What was Christine thinking about the night of the infamous Don Juan Triumphant? This was no ordinary performance: she was the bait in a game of life and death, responsible for her own life as well as the sanity of the audience before her. One-shot from Christine's perspective.