A Modern Romance Inspired by The Phantom of The Opera
The world
is nothing but one big façade. You have to be special to see the behind the
mask.
Erik
Renevant once lived in the spotlight. As lead singer for the wildly successful
group, Specter the world revered him. When an accident destroyed his band and
his face, he chose to live his life in the darkness, hiding away from the
shadows of his former self and refusing to be seen again.
Christine
Day longs to have her chance in the spotlight. Living her life flitting from
one thing to the other and currently without a permanent residence, she sees
her big break in becoming the backup singer for an unknown band and entering
the Stage of Stars, the latest hit reality competition.
When
Christine wanders into Erik’s perfectly controlled world and he hears her
voice, he knows she is destined for super stardom. However, he never dreamed
she would be the one to help him shatter his own façade and lead him into the
light.
Façade is
inspired by the beloved story of the Phantom of the Opera and is a combination
of all the different incarnations.
GOLDEN EYES, LONG, LAYERED black
hair that framed his face, tall, lean and powerful. When Christine pictured her
ghost, never in her wildest dreams, did she think she would conjure a man who
was only a little older than her and looked like rock star crossed with a sexy
superhero, or maybe even a super villain. Heck, the man even wore a white mask
over half his face. All he needed was a cape to go with his tight white button
down and equally as tight and much more impressive black jeans.
Did she
ask about the mask or was it apparent why he wore it? What did she do now? No
matter what he looked like, she had to hug her benefactor.
She swore
she felt him shaking when she wrapped her arms around him, but it didn’t stop
her.
After what
seemed like an eternity, he gave her a light embrace. She didn’t know why her
breath caught or why she didn’t want to let go.
He stepped
back first and stared into her face.
Neither of
them spoke. As if they each needed to assess the other, they simply stood
there.
“Erik?”
She had to say something.
“Come on.”
He took her arm. “We have to get you formally settled. We have a lot of work to
do if you’re going to be ready for that audition.”
“You said
something about some ground rules?” She hurried to keep up with him.
Without
another word, he led her backstage to a set of stairs.
Maybe she
was insane, but it never occurred for her not to follow him. Instead, she kept
tight hold of him while he led her into the dimly lit passageway and brought
her down two flights of stairs. The door he opened showed pitch-black
nothingness.
“Erik!”
With a gasp, she pulled him closer.
“Another
thing we need to work on is your fear of the dark.” His smooth voice seemed to
caress her. “The darkness is nothing to fear. Trust me, bright light can hold
just as many horrors.”
Kim
Carmichael began writing eight years ago when her need for graphic sex scenes
and love of happy endings inspired her to create her own. She has a weakness
for bad boys and techno geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he
proved he could keep her all her gadgets running. When not writing, she can
usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping top
doctors build their practices.
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