What happens when you work on the most iconic biopic of the century with the nephew of the King of Pop? "Solana, may I introduce you to Jaafar Jackson!"

[Completed] [18+] It's summer, 1979 when Michael Jackson turns 21, releases "Off the Wall," and meets his first love. ~*~*~ Nicole: You're in hotels a lot, huh? Michael: Yes. Most would pause to wonder how often is "a lot," but Michael didn't. He answered very matter-of-factly. Nicole could relate to the feeling of loneliness, being the only child of two hard-working parents. She watched his hands continue to play on the table, now reaching for the dish of sugar packets. He pulled out two, tipping them together like a tippee. Then mirrored the motion with two more. Nicole: You seem like a lonely person... I am too. She wasn't sure what propelled the words. Instantly Nicole felt the urge to apologize. Still pinching the sugar, Michael's eyes drifted up to hers, meeting for a second before looking away again. There was something about this stranger, maybe the softness in his bashful smile, that Nicole felt like she could trust. And if not, oh well, she'd never see him again anyway. Michael: Then we should be friends. We can be lonely together. ~*~*~ 🌻 This is a love story with a slow build. I promise, it's worth the wait! ⭐ Winner of the 2022 Michael Jackson FanFiction Awards for "Best Off the Wall Era FanFic" Highest Ranking: #5 in michaeljackson; #1 in michaeljacksonfanfiction; #1 in kingofpop, #1 in icon, #9 in fandom 🎤Inspired by true events in the life of Michael Jackson... but largely fictional.

She leaves her family to live with a man she has never met. She's only read about him, and knows the hell she's getting into, but she does this to save her father's kingdom. In a time where women are used, abused, and punished without cause even for being literate without marriage to a royal bloodline, watch this young woman defy all odds, the idea of normalcy, and eventually conquer the heart of the king who is feared by all. "Why do you always test my patience?" "I don't mean to," Saya tells him, still looking in his eyes. "...I'm sorry" she manages to say. The king can't stand this, suddenly crashing his lips against hers immediately. How can she make him so furious but still manage to turn him on? Cover done by @__AK__WRITES ❤❤❤

(𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐂 ♥︎ 𝐅𝐄𝐌 𝐎𝐂) In this documentary style tale , Ivory tells the story of her love life with the late great Tupac Shakur after years of staying away from the spotlight.

Since 1998, Angel and Marshall have been through hell and back together. Picking up where they left off, the sequel follows the infamously toxic couple through pregnancy, addiction, many incredibly public hip hop feuds, emotional make ups, and heart-wrenching break ups. The question is: Is their love for one another strong enough to see through it all? Or are they destined to crash and burn? (This is a sequel to my original story Gangstress, so I strongly encourage readers to go read that one first before starting on Queen Bee!)

War A word that should inflict fear and terror is seen as the new normal. Kharis is a slave in the manor of Leonidas of Bethillore, Supreme commander of the king's army. Just as she's been doing for 3 years, she avoids trouble to keep her and her friends safe. However, life is not that simple as she is left with no other option than to use her blood to save them, which comes with a reward, one she never imagined. Things should now be looking up for her, but it is impossible. They're living in an era where there is a new normal. Elves, Wearhs (Vampires), and Humans have been fighting this war for years, and just as before, a price is needed to save them all...her blood. *** Kharis had seen Leonidas' red eyes before, but that did not change the fact that she was frightened by the wearh standing inches away from the door. They were almost done cleaning his chambers too! Would he hurt her? He said he needed her, but he could still use her while she was hurt. "Speak. Freely" he says, taking a step towards her, shutting the door to his chambers. "You have made me the topic of discussion among all humans with what you've just done." "I do not give a damn." "I do" "I'll kill them" He would kill all the humans in this manor? This wearh was undoubtedly mental. COMPLETED! ♥️

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but there will be a power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives...the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies." Audrey Potter hates the technicalities that constantly drag her into trouble with her twin brother, Harry. But when she finally starts to prove herself by crawling from behind her brother's overbearing shadow during the Triwizard tournament, she begins realizing that it may have been better to just stay hidden... Story by Sphinx-legend on Fanfiction.Net

The only happiness that matters are my sisters and brothers...I don't care about my feelings or happiness because it's never been important | | I am nothing for being born out of wedlock, but am worth something because of whom my father is | | I'm not the brightest but I'm far from showing I'm an ignorant fool who falls for the enemy ❤︎ 𒊹︎ ❤︎ Don't dream too far Don't lose sight of who you are Don't remember that rush of joy He could be that boy I'm not that girl ❤︎ 𒊹︎ ❤︎ Summary: 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧, 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐧-𝐅𝐢𝐜 | 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 04/20/2021 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 09/11/2021

Hakeem is very to himself but is well known but no one really talks to him besides his friends. And maybe even Sienna once he meets her. Sienna suffers with trauma. She doesn't like to talk about it so she ignore it but once she meets Hakeem can that all change? She's scared to tell him what happened to her because she doesn't want him to think she's those things but want him to like her and be her friend, possibly more. Warning ⚠️: this book will contain smut so if you don't like smut do not read!

She was not born a lady, she was made one. She was not born into wealth, she was given it. Laila is a woman of the king, and she fell in love with him, the day she first met him. Whether it was the kindness he'd shown her or the charming face and body he has, the attraction was there from the start. But King Stephan is not one to reciprocate such feelings, as Laila is one of the ten women he has in his castle. If only there was a way they could grow closer...secrets, lies, pain, war...all of which tears people apart, could actually be what brings them together. *** Turning to face him, she sees his lips curling into a smile, making her heart warm and fuzzy. He slowly puts his arm around her, giving her time to refuse. When she doesn't, he pulls her against his chest. Leaning into her he whispers, "You called me by my name, back in the hallway." "I...I apologize-" "Don't...I like it." Laila feels her core clench upon hearing his words. He tilts her chin laying a kiss on her neck. Biting back her moan, she closes her eyes, feeling him suck on her skin. "Mmh!" Stephan feels her arousal placing his lips on hers, his hand traveling down pushing up her dress as he caresses her skin.* Cover by @Sachi_Stark ! ♥