Isabel, una joven reportera y fotógrafa deportiva mexicana, consigue la oportunidad con la que siempre soñó: cubrir el Mundial de México. Entre conferencias, entrenamientos y estadios llenos de pasión, su único objetivo es demostrar que pertenece a ese lugar. Lo que nunca imaginó fue que aquel torneo cambiaría su vida mucho más de lo que esperaba. Jude Bellingham es una de las grandes estrellas de la selección inglesa. Acostumbrado a la presión, a los reflectores y a que millones de personas hablen de él, ha aprendido a mantener los pies sobre la tierra. Detrás del futbolista admirado por todos se esconde un joven amable, bromista y leal, que rara vez permite que alguien conozca la persona que realmente es. Sin embargo, todo cambia cuando una reportera mexicana comienza a formar parte de su día a día durante el torneo.

Fue pura coincidencia toparme con el, yo no lo planeé, el tampoco lo esperaba, pero llego justo en el momento perfecto y fue una luz en mi oscuridad. Fanfiction a Jude Bellingham - Historia completamente mía, no se aceptan copias ni adaptaciones, tampoco comentarios negativos, si se ve uno se eliminará.

They were supposed to grow old together, until fate tore them apart and threw them back into a vicious cycle of love, obsession, and betrayal. Dirty Diana Black Woman x Jaafar Jackson Published: 19 May 2026 Completed: 4 July 2026 CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING. NO SMUT. Enemies to lovers.

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

🪩 | that girl I can't take her should have known she was a heartbreaker jaafar jackson x fem oc! (jafaar fanfic)

🎤 | if the angels came for me I'd tell them no i don't want to leave my baby alone i don't want nobody else to hold you that's a chance I'll take baby, I'll stay heaven can wait no, if the angels took me from this earth i would tell them bring me back to her it's a chance I'll take maybe I'll stay heaven can wait (MICHAEL JACKSON MOVIE) ( michael x fem oc! )

​"En la industria de la música, todo se puede pausar, cancelar o reeditar... excepto un acta de matrimonio que se firmó con el corazón y se archivó en el olvido."

(Adult Content, 18+) The year is 1978 and Astoria Briggs is a board mixer for Capital Records, when one day her boss tells her the infamous Quincy Jones' client is stuck on a song. They need a mixer, someone with an ear for music, someone fresh to the scene. Astoria was just the person they were looking for and the rest, well... It's difficult to explain. This story spans four decades in total. *Rated Mature for graphic scenes depicted of the medical nature, child abuse depictions, language, and sexual themes* (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ Winner of the Best 80's MJ Fiction Award, 2019