𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ part 1: THRILLER & THRAD era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected and (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1983 grammys night.

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ part 3: BADANGEROUS era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected and (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1983 grammys night.

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ part 2: BAD era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected and (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1983 grammys night.

"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25

A powerful man who controls everything. A woman who never meant to fall under his influence. What begins as a professional arrangement slowly unravels into obsession, restraint, and desire neither is prepared for. Rules are written to be broken... but some costs are permanent. 50 Shades of Michael follows Amara, a quiet but ambitious Sony executive tasked with managing the world's most untouchable icon. Drawn into his private world, she must navigate power, jealousy, and desire while falling for a man the world refuses to let be human. Dark romance • Slow burn • Power imbalance

Indya and Michael are brought together by the same betrayal-their exes cheated on them with each other. Furious and humiliated, Indya proposes a reckless pact: use each other to get even. No feelings. No promises. Just desire sharpened by revenge. Until one night shatters the rules. What's meant to be physical turns dangerously intimate, and Indya-always a hopeless romantic-finds herself wanting more. With Michael, she forgets the heartbreak her ex left behind. Michael feels the pull just as intensely, but for him, love is forbidden. Scarred by a dark past, he refuses to let anyone in-and when emotion threatens to take root, he vanishes without a word. Hurt but unwilling to let the story end in silence, Indya tracks him down on a charged Saturday night at the club where Michael DJs. When their eyes meet again, the tension is electric, the desire undeniable-and walking away is no longer an option. Because revenge was the easy part. It's love that could break them both. Her gentle heart might be the one thing that finally softens his, and if he lets her in, the passion and love waiting between them will consume everything.

This is the very first fanfiction I ever wrote and I started it in 2011. You'll probably notice my writing style was a tad different because this was my first fanfiction. This story is 200 chapters..yes lol..200 chapters and I promise you've never witnessed drama until you've witnessed Jazmyne and Michael drama. I hope you take another chance with me and read because I won't be writing a summary. I just hope you have enough faith in me to just read the story and try to get into it. I honestly think you'll enjoy it :) In advance, thank you all for reading. I love and appreciate you all. xx

🔞‼️‼️ +18 In the glittering, high-stakes world of 1980s music, Michael Jackson meets Selene Anka, a rising pop star with a single hit and a secret fire. Drawn to each other by an irresistible chemistry, they embark on a forbidden, passionate relationship-hidden from the world, fueled by desire, music, and the electric tension that neither can resist. Love, lust, and the price of fame collide in a story of secrecy, sensuality, and the unbreakable pull between two souls destined to burn together.

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻' 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 Jasmine a up and coming fashion designer finds herself a nepo baby to the biggest pop singer of the century Ariana Grande. Using her now gained fame and popularity from dating Ariana to boost herself she finds herself attending Milan and Paris fashion week. Rubbing shoulders with the ceo of Versace and Alexander McQueen to becoming an ambassador for Burberry Jasmine loved her new glamorous life but soon she would find that being famous wasn't all it was chocked up to being. And something's came with price no amount of money couple buy.

Long ago, when Michael Jackson embraced his destiny as a globally acclaimed icon, he acknowledged the relentless embrace of both fame and controversy throughout his existence. It was a truth that he had come to accept, for better or worse. However, deep within the core of this normal yet passionate human being, there resided an unquenchable thirst for a connection so personal, so intimate, it defied the watchful eyes of the media. It was at this moment that Bill, a loyal bodyguard, emerged from the shadows with a special remedy for well-known individuals. There was a mysterious organization that specialized in offering professional companionship to famous people. Michael was intrigued and decided to explore this hidden realm in an effort to make a connection that would surpass unwanted interest from the media and news reports. But there was one non-negotiable attribute that Michael sought within this extraordinary arrangement: The giri should be a VIRGIN, not just a pretty face.