~~~ She had no plans of running into the Heavyweight Champion. All she wanted to do was get back into school. Not so much for her, but for the approval of her parents. She needed to get into school and finish her degree. He's a distraction. That's all he'd ever be to her. She lost her best friends, and the man she loved most. ~~~ He was the Heavyweight Champion. He fought hard for his title, and he finally had it. All he wanted to do was hold his title as long as he could. He needed to stay in the gym, and not be swayed. She's a distraction. That's all she'd ever be to him. He lost his title, and the girl he loved most. {COMPLETE} ~~~

~~~ A girl from the sea and a man from the surface. Can the two worlds collide in the name of love? Jewel risked it all to take that chance. (COMPLETED)

~Just dip into your imagination and enjoy these oneshot stories~ Any era. Whatever suits your fancy. ;) {I take Requests}

Anyone who knew Michael Jackson, the most infamous worldwide drug trafficker, knew that the bars of the Florida State Country Prison couldn't hold him. He told them he'd be back. Alexis Daldry wasn't supposed to be in prison. That's why when the opportunity to escape came, she didn't pass on it. She got in the way of a well thought, pre planned escape scheme. She couldn't mess them up, so she got dragged along. She was free! But at what cost? Being involved with a rich and powerful drug lord was a situation Alexis never saw herself in, but life is full of surprises, right? Being around Michael was conflicting to her. He was a criminal. He was dangerous. He was BAD. And she liked it. ***violence, language, sexual content***

|ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ x ᴀᴀʟɪʏᴀʜ| Aʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ *** Oɴᴇ sᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇ. As ɢʀᴀᴛᴇғᴜʟ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴛʏ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʜᴏᴜsᴇʜᴏʟᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇs ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴏɴᴇ ʜɪᴛ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ғɪʀᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғғ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴀᴜɴᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇ sᴜᴄᴄᴇss. Sʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏsᴛ? Bᴀᴅ Eʀᴀ

|ᴜʀʙᴀɴ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ| |ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ| ☯︎︎ ❣︎ One night stands were Yora's thing. Michael Jackson was no different. One night was all they had. *Dissociative Identity Disorder* A disorder characterized by the presence of two or more distinct personality states. Lᴜsᴛ Gʟᴜᴛᴛᴏɴʏ Pʀɪᴅᴇ Sʟᴏᴛʜ Wʀᴀᴛʜ Gʀᴇᴇᴅ Eɴᴠʏ

|ᴜʀʙᴀɴ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ| "Secrets?" I inquired confusedly. "I don't have any secrets..." He brought both brows to a raise, sending the message that he wasn't buying it. "That's not true. Everyone has secrets." He insisted. "That's your only form of protection sometimes. That's also why you're here. To protect mine." ~~~ Destiny Sinclair, the aspiring Journalist, did not expect to be taken by the Mob boss, but meddling about the business of an organized crime enterprise for the sake of her big story was what brought her there. She knew too much, and his secrets had to be kept. Ma·fi·a /ˈmäfēə/ an organized international body of criminals, operating originally in Sicily and now especially in Italy and the US and having a complex and ruthless behavioral code. (COVER DESIGNED BY ME) (PHOTOS IN STORY EDITED BY ME) *Please be advised that some content may be upsetting to some readers.*