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

He had a way of taking over everything before you even noticed it happening. You were the moth and he was the wildfire that burned through your veins. Behind those gates, you saw something worth staying for. Through time, you wonder if those same gates should've remained closed. "you're no damn good for me." But you just couldn't stop going back. ~ Fanfiction involving Michael Jackson's Ghosts short film character maestro. Although this story is based on the character, it also bleeds into HIStory era Michael as a whole. Based around 1996-1997. 18+ mdni. mature content. NOT AU michael jackson x reader All content is fictional and is not meant to portray any real life people.

They weren't supposed to get close. She's with someone who makes her feel invisible. He's with someone he doesn't love and is also a very irresistible sex addict Now they're tangled in lust, truth, and something that feels a lot like love.

This book is every shade of Michael Jackson that has ever existed inside my imagination. The realistic. The unrealistic. The impossible. The dreamy. The romantic. The dangerous. The soft. The irresistible. And perhaps the versions of him that should have stayed locked inside my head. These one-shots are pieces of my imagination-my deepest thoughts, my dreams, my desires, my hopes, my fantasies, and every wild little scenario my mind has ever dared to create about Michael Jackson. There is no single version of Michael here. There are many. Some stories may feel sweet and romantic. Some may be intense, daring, provocative, or completely detached from reality. Some are inspired by the man the world knew, while others exist entirely in the world I created in my head. Basically... I took my imagination, gave it absolutely no supervision, and put it on Wattpad. 🫣 So, dear reader, please know what you're getting yourself into. If you prefer Michael Jackson portrayed only in a wholesome, innocent, or conventional way, this might not be the book for you. But if you're willing to step into the wildest corners of my imagination and see Michael through every possible shade I could dream up... Welcome. And while you're patiently-or perhaps impatiently-waiting for me to update my other stories, you can indulge yourself in these little pieces of madness instead. Consider this my way of keeping you entertained while I disappear into the chaos of work and try to find my way back to my characters. 😭 So go ahead. Pick a one-shot. Get comfortable. Let your imagination wander. And if you ever find yourself thinking, "Girl... WHAT made you think of this?" Just remember- I warned you. 😭🖤 This is fiction and imagination, created purely for entertainment and fan-fiction purposes.

You are a makeup artist working for the King of Pop himself, Michael Jackson. There always seems to be some level of tension between you, but you, along with the directors and co-workers, are noticing that the tension is increasing. It is getting hot, and it's time to get dirty.

She walked into the audition expecting eight counts and choreography. She left with her entire life rewritten. Camille Laurent has spent years becoming one of the most gifted dancers in the industry. Technique, discipline, perfection. She's never needed luck because talent has always spoken for itself. When she earns a coveted audition for the world's biggest tour, she expects fierce competition, endless rehearsals, and impossible expectations. She doesn't expect the quiet man behind the spotlight to notice her. As rehearsals blur into late nights and sold-out arenas, admiration turns into obsession, secrets begin to surface, and the line between ambition and desire starts to disappear. In a world where every step is watched and every mistake is magnified, Camille must decide how much of herself she's willing to sacrifice for the stage. Some performances change your career. Others change your life. Eight Count is a slow-burn story of fame, dance, longing, and the moments that happen between the music.

[SLOW BURN] It is 2006. The trial is over, but Michael Jackson has locked himself in a prison of his own making. He is completely isolated, deeply guarded, and wholly disgusted by the press. He refuses to speak to anyone-until Maeve Carter. Maeve is Europe's most ruthless and respected journalist, and she doesn't care about tabloid garbage. She is flying to New York with one goal: get the interview, secure the massive bonus, and pay for her mother's life-saving cancer treatments. It was supposed to be a simple transaction. But when the doors to the penthouse lock, the King of Pop is nothing like the broken man the media painted. He is sharp, intimidating, and looking for a challenge. And Maeve is the first person in years who isn't afraid to give him one. #1 - mj #1 - kingofpop #1 - moonwalker #1 - mjj #1 - michaeljosephjackson #93 - fanfic

Elise Martini was a walking scandal in six-inch heels. Dripping in designer, fueled by champagne, and flipping off tradition with a smirk that could set a palace on fire. They called her The Tabloid Princess, Europe's favorite disaster. The heiress who crashed supercars for fun, got into catfights at art auctions, and once threw her $50,000 clutch at a prince on live television. A spoiled brat. A rebellious storm. The Martini family's greatest shame and most dangerous weapon-depending on who you asked. And she liked it that way. Rules? She broke them. Expectations? She set them on fire. And marriage? Oh, please. Elise didn't even commit to brunch plans. Then came Michael. Fing. Jackson. He was a cold-blooded corporate killer wrapped in Tom Ford and pure sin. Sinfully attractive. Unreachable. Untouchable. With a reputation darker than his suits and eyes sharp enough to slice egos in half. He didn't date. He devoured. He built an empire by destroying anyone who dared stand in his way. Competitors? Wiped out. Allies? Used and discarded. He made billionaires cry and sleep with their nightlights on. Love? NEVER! Michael had women lining up, and he forgot their names before the sheets cooled. So what happens when that man is forced to marry this woman? A deal sealed decades ago by two power-hungry grandparents desperate to merge the Martini and Jackson dynasties into an unstoppable empire. A marriage. For legacy. For business. For control. One problem? Elise doesn't want to be owned. And Michael doesn't share his crown. Now Europe's wildest heiress is being shoved into a manor with the world's most ruthless billionaire. No escape. No exit clause. No mercy. Two hurricanes. One manor. And absolutely no rules. Let the chaos begin.

She thought losing her teaching job was the worst thing that could happen to her. She was wrong. After being fired from her high school under circumstances she refuses to discuss, a desperate job application leads her somewhere she never expected: an enormous private estate belonging to one of the world's most famous and mysterious superstars. Her new job seems simple-teach his children, follow the rules, and stay out of the family's private affairs. But nothing about the household is simple. Behind the gates are secrets, complicated relationships, impossible expectations, and a world completely different from the one she left behind. And the longer she stays, the harder it becomes to remember the one rule she promised herself she'd never break: Don't get too close.

You take a job as a paparazzi in hopes one day you'd end up as a journalist in entertainment specifically to interview artists , visionaries etc but for now you're paparazzi and don't have much much optimism for the job until you get your first assignment . Michael Jackson . Now things get interesting .