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One thing a daughter should never do is break her father's heart. The question is.. how exactly? She could tell him she hates him. She could lie to him. But, what if she fools around with his friend?...

[COMPLETED!] [If you can read this without being triggered, you aren't a real moonwalker...sorry]

Jenna Toussaint is a college senior who, after much angst, is finally taking the one class she's openly avoided, in order to graduate. The professor? Michael Jackson and he takes sex, as well as his job, very, very seriously. Teacher/student relationships are severely frowned upon, but Michael and Jenna break the rules, and fast, for lust. What will ensue as this forbidden relationship ferments?

The year is 2007, and the 'King Of Pop' is no longer the 'King of Pop,' nor is he Michael Jackson for that matter. He's Michael Black, or now better known as Dr. Black. After years of being beaten down by the media, he decides to leave his former life behind. Currently, a music professor living on the east coast, he resides in a quaint town located in Baltimore, Maryland. After a series of failed relationships and a current complicated situation with a fellow teacher, Dr. Black isn't interested in being in a serious relationship; but when a beautiful and smart 29-year-old student signs up for his class, he begins to think twice about his stance. © Copyright Midnight August Moon | All Rights Reserved. (18+) [ This story is rated "Mature." ] ✅ This is an excerpt of a completed story with a plot and character development. 🔑 Please note: Paragraphs exist in this story, but I've chosen to use "first-line indentation" as opposed to "block formatting." 🔑 This story is written in a standard manuscript format. 🔑 This story is written in third person omniscient point of view. 🔑 With each book I write, my writing skills are continuously improving. Don't expect perfection. 🔑 Please excuse any brevity and/or typos. I'm not perfect, and college was years ago! Haha! Though I meticulously proofread and make corrections, I'm not a machine, and errors still manage to slip through the cracks. 🔑 I hope you'll enjoy the story. Please comment (respectfully), vote, and share. 📍Disclaimer: All of my stories and characters are fictitious. Various people, celebrities, places, and events may or may not have been changed to fit the writer's artistic view, but the characters are completely imaginary.

Have you ever loved someone so deeply that you try to be the salvation they needed? That's how I felt for this girl.... Zuri Johnson. Her name should be Jackson.... *grits teeth* but not to worry, it's only a matter of time until she realizes that I am her destiny. Baby girl has been misbehaving, but not anymore as she only needed a push in the right direction.... *Faint Screaming in the Background* Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, I have a slight problem to deal with, but how about you sit back and I'll tell you all about our beautiful blossoming love story.... And before you call me crazy let me remind you....name calling is for children and I am not a FUCKING CHILD SO SHUT THE FUCK UP OR YOU WILL BE NEXT!!!! Now let's all Xscape into the Madness known as Love.....*manically laughing* HaHaHaHaHaHa Copyright © 2018 by ScorpionMisfit27 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.

Michael Jackson, the legend and superstar, survived an awful car crash, but ended up in a wheelchair, paralyzed from waist down. His old life is now only a vague memory for the amazing musician and entertainer, and he needs help with a majority of his everyday life. He has withdrawn into a shell of depression and isolation, and he pushes everyone away. Now he just fired his personal assistant, and is desperately searching for a new one. But nobody wants to apply for the job, because of his bitter and angry behaviour. They would only get fired in a couple of months anyway, just like all of the others. Until Beanie crosses his path. ~~~ Written and completed in 2018 Word count: 153.410

Lauren is an 18 year old, senior high school student with a little secret. She writes fanfiction. And not just about anybody. Her stories are steaming hot stories about Michael Jackson. Little does she know, that Michael actually happens to read them... ALSO: Don't judge the age gap between Lauren and Michael before you've read the story. The issue about the age difference is a part of the plot, and is very well discussed between the two main characters. You'll see what I mean. (hopefully) FOR ADULTS ONLY!!! ~~~ Written and completed in 2018 Word count: 211.389

Have you ever wondered what would Michael Jackson's life look like if some events didn't happen to him? If he had someone he trusted by his side through everything? Someone that had the power to save him from his tormented life? Hayley "Brit" Thames has the power to change Michael Jackson's future, and without knowing it, he has the power to make her love life again after something terrible happened to her. But nothing is that easy when fate is playing against you. *** "Here! I'm here," I exclaimed, as I found my way through the sea of people, ignoring the fact that my head was more and more aching as time passed by. "Ah, here she is," Carl smiled, and put his hand on my lower back. "Mr. Jackson, please meet Hayley Thames, one of the most passionate doctor I've ever met," he adressed the superstar who had Bethany on his lap. "Pleased to meet you," Michael Jackson smiled, standing up. He offered me his hand for me to shake it. "I've heard only great things about you so far." "I'm glad," I answered back, faking a smile, as the pain in my head was becoming unbearable. "N-Nice to meet you too, sir." At the second my hand made contact with his, my eyes couldn't see, my ears couldn't hear, my limbs couldn't move. It's like I was drowning in an ocean of images of him, of flashes I couldn't understand with people I didn't know. The only thing that seemed to be there, omnipresent, was him, Michael Jackson. It's like I could feel him invading my mind, like he was taking place in there without my approval. And then, nothing. Nothing but darkness.