Dear Professor, Does it bother you that you're ten years older than me? Have you even thought it's wrong that you watched me fuck another person on camera for months? What do you want from me, really? All | wanted was my letter of recommendation, but now l'm stuck, aren't I? Stuck under your thumb... and your body. From cam girl to personal whore, and all by the age of twenty-two. You've got me good, haven't you? But guess what? I can play too. Grab the polish, because I've found your skeleton, and it's time to dust. I'll see you in class. Oh and sir? I'm not wearing any panties. Love, Lauren PS: you're an asshole.

She has a name for each man she pleases. He's determined to find out her real one. 2020 MJFAs Winner. [COMPLETED]

2021 FINALIST IN THE MJFA'S❤️ ⚠️ Copyright © 2021 by IntenseArt. 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❗⚠️ "Maybe love is just about finding the person you can be your weird self with." This love story is an emotional rollercoaster, with many ups and many downs. Maya Carlson is a new patient at the mental health facility Michael works at. She leaves a lasting impression on him and he wants to do everything he can to help her. Through this they build a strong bond, and their journey of love and friendship begins, but it's not an easy ride. Every time they part, the universe always pulls them back together. They can never let go, no matter what happens. (Thrad/Bad era)

Be Careful Who You Love... Somewhere in Los Angeles, a dangerous high-profile hit-man goes on the run to find out who wants him dead. Meanwhile miles away, oppressed by one man's lust for power and control, Michael is forced to go to extreme measures to cover up his darkest secrets and protect his legacy and reputation. When both worlds collide chaos ensues and despite Michael's best efforts he uncovers a sinister truth about the man in control of his estate as well as the shocking, disturbing truths surrounding a young man who went missing in his youth.

"He was suspended right there before her, ready, ripe for the taking." Two friends, one a mentor, the other her understudy, find themselves falling for one another no matter how hard they try to fight it. [18+ for explicit sexual content]

A meeting at a hookah lounge can lead into a world of new experiences never known.

When you're a friend of Michael Jackson, the unexpected is to be expected. Warning: A lot of strong crude sarcastic dirty sexual humor. Also a different side of Michael's personality. I hope you love it.

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.

"You're the motherly figure my children prayed for. You're the woman I prayed for. And I thank god for answering those prayers." The undisputed King of Pop, the greatest entertainer to ever live, and most controversial yet misunderstood celebrity in the uncultured media- Michael Jackson. You've heard him, you've seen him, and surely, you identify him as the most recognizable, well-known musical powerhouse in the world. Well... maybe to just about everyone but not exactly everyone, at least. There are some slight exceptions to knowing about his excess of fame and notability. To his three dearest and much loved children-Prince, Paris, and Blanket-he's solely just dad. But in spite of that, he's much more than their father; he is their world, and they are his world. He's fittingly meant to be their father, the one who unconditionally loves every one of them individually and cares for them, as much as they're meant to be his children. Fatherhood is most untouchably the greatest gift Michael could ever received in his life, and he wouldn't exchange it for anything, not even his career. Life may just perfectly fine and dandy and fulfilled for the family, but what if his children were all mutually longing for something in their family? What if, per say, they longed for another parent, someone to fulfill the empty spot in their family and to make Michael happy, a mother? And how ironic would it be that instead of Michael's effort, it surprisingly takes one of the children's mighty, risky efforts to go out of their way to find a motherly figure that they've always wished for? *Warning: This book contains profanity and sexual content*

What the heart wants, the heart gets.