This is a fanfic between Michael Jackson and the reader

This is going to be a remake of one of my stories so I hope you enjoy and happy early Valentines day my lovely peeps.

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.

⚠️ 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❗⚠️ Rosanna, or Rosie as her friends like to call her, is having serious doubts about her relationship with Jacob. She isn't getting the attention she wants from him, so what will she do when she starts to get attention from someone else - someone who she knows she should stay away from. It's completely wrong, but in this case, wrong feels so right. I hope you enjoy this 3 part story!

Imagines about Michael Jackson. EXPLICIT. 18+ only.

Michael Jackson is known as no other than the private Massuer, working with his own personal clientele, word on the street says he "Works Magic" Robyn, a hard working and single mother. Who desperately needed a small break is soon about to find out what that Magic really is.. *This is my first.. OneShot.. be gentle lol* *Mature/History Era* Enjoy... Mature themes.. ❤❤ Highest Rank- #1 Sauna

* this is just gonna be crazy so prepare yourselves * "it's simple; he's lonely. he needs a friend. and i'm going to be his friend." "she came along, and then i wasn't afraid of losing them; i was afraid of losing her TO them." (((just a note: to all those asking if this is a joke, it was, originally. but I wrote it in such a way that it's hard to tell whether it's a joke or not. so it's up to you!! either way, I hope you enjoy because I worked hard on this!!))) edit: why the fuck did i write this edit 2: the ONLY reason i'm leaving this story up is because other people seem to like it. but reading it now makes me want to peel my own skin off. edit 3: i wrote this in middle school. i am now in university. and the comments just keep coming. something about this just. means a lot to me, despite the fact that this is a hot pile of steaming garbage. it's cute.

Daring Charming, my best friend: the hottest guy in school, the heir to the Charming throne and the one who, I didn't know at the time, held the key to my wild, rebellious heart. And I, Cerise Badwolf, or as I'm usually called, Cerise Hood.... I will never be the same. It's all because of Spring Break- it brings on a volcano of emotions, a phenomenon that is not easily avoided. Little did I know it would be my most wonderlandiful, brutal, magical, haunting, enchanting, and malicious experience, all at once. Number one #Darise story on wattpad {2014-2015 Zoey @zoeyswiftie13}

I'm bad at love, ooh ooh She was bad at love until she met him.