The beeping of the machines I was linked to only increased my state of panic, as a nurse put an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. It was hard for me to breathe at that point, as I didn't understand what was happening to me. I tried my best to identify the faces around me, but I didn't recognize any, and it only made me more nervous as seconds went by. I wasn't able to stay still, as my whole body was shaking with fear. Electricity was coursing through every single nerve of my body. "Page Dr. Moseley!" one of the nurse that injected me Lorazepam in my IV exclaimed. "Ma'am, you're at the hospital, we've got you," she told me, looking down at me. I felt the substance take effect within a minute, and soon it was easier for me to breathe. I looked at the three nurses around me, and they all looked at me as if I was some kind of ghost. The one on my right asked her colleague to call my relatives, and a rush of relief invaded me at the mention of my family. As she was about to leave the room, I grabbed her hand, not wanting to be alone anymore. I looked at her with tears filled eyes, unable to speak at that point. She gave me a small smile, and patted the back of my hand to give me comfort. "Alright, I'll stay with you," she reassured, as I breathed in and out the oxygen mask on my face. "Your family should be here soon, you won't be alone." I nodded slowly, as tears fell from my eyes. I wasn't able to speak a word, because I was too scared that if I did, I would compromise my return to the real world. I didn't know for sure that any of this was real, if I was actually back from this horrible world I was stuck in. When the door of the room opened, a doctor came in, looking down at what I understood was my chart. He looked from the paper to me, and a smile appeared on his face. "Welcome back," he greeted, as he approached my bed.

Carefully slipping my hand into his shirt, I touched the cloth of the t-shirt over his stomach, heated by the body underneath. The music drifted away from me. Over the rushing in my ears, I loudly heard his fast, shallow breaths coming through parted lips, his stomach under my hand rising and falling in time. Then I moved into him, my right hand sliding around his waist, diving deep into his clothes, pulling the left hem of his shirt from his pants in the process. I felt him letting go of the horse behind me. His eye lids flickered shut. His mouth was dry both from arousal and from drinking wine; he still tasted of it, sweet and bitter. Arms closed around me. And then I pulled him down with me... ~~~~~ Pop star Michael Jackson is a man everybody knows as guarded, reluctant and shy. Yet in summer 1989, he engages in an amorous adventure with a practical stranger. How did that happen? And who is she? This is the story about the circumstances surrounding an unusual night in the life of Michael Jackson. And it's a story about falling in love...

"Wear them to the party tonight," he said. "Of course!" The little golden horses dangled from their hooks. "Wear just them tonight!" I glanced over at him. He was more lying on the arm chair than he was sitting on it. "That would attract some attention, I'm sure! If I'm wearing just these, what will you be wearing?" He looked at me with a gentle smile that left me totally unprepared for what he said next. "A boner." ~~~~~ In winter 1990, Anna returns to Michael Jackson's Neverland Ranch for the first time since leaving Los Angeles. For one and a half years she hasn't seen him. The work on BAD has ended, and Dangerous is still in the making. Things are hanging in mid-air. It's Christmas. He was brought up to never celebrate Christmas.

After a one night stand, a normal everyday woman finds out that she's pregnant with the King of Pops baby. Choosing to keep it a secret, she raises the child as a single parent... but just when she thinks everything is going fine an old friend pops back into her life, risking the safe haven that she had built for her son, and potentially taking both of them out of the only life they know. Will old wounds heal, and can they forgive past mistakes? And how will Michael cope with sudden Fatherhood to a child he never even knew he had? Highest rankings #1 in MichaelJackson ⭐️ #1 in KOP ⭐️ #2 in Moonwalker ⭐️

⭐Winner of Best Romance in the MJFA'S 2020⭐ ⭐️Won the Triumphant award in the MJFA'S 2022⭐️ ⚠️ Copyright © 2019 by IntenseArt. This is an original story. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher. I have the right to report anyone who copies my work❗⚠️ Alison has always found it hard to fit in and lacks confidence. Even her mother doesn't think it's normal for a girl of Alison's age to be the way she is, but things change when she moves to university. She learns what it's like to be a grown up, and deals with her problems quietly. It's time to experience new things, the good and the bad, that will completely change her.

(Adult Content, 18+) The year is 1978 and Astoria Briggs is a board mixer for Capital Records, when one day her boss tells her the infamous Quincy Jones' client is stuck on a song. They need a mixer, someone with an ear for music, someone fresh to the scene. Astoria was just the person they were looking for and the rest, well... It's difficult to explain. This story spans four decades in total. *Rated Mature for graphic scenes depicted of the medical nature, child abuse depictions, language, and sexual themes* (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ Winner of the Best 80's MJ Fiction Award, 2019

This story was written by randompersun, a user on the Michael Jackson forum, CrazyOverMJ, where this story was published. I take no credit for this story, and am only sharing it here because of the quality this story exhibits. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!