Michael simply returned her stare. "Do you regret you came here?" "I had no choice, don't you know that by now?" A lonely tear slid down her soft cheek. He reached out and caught it, cherishing the sparkling drop, wishing with all his heart she'd never cry over him again. This story starts in 1996- Michael is about to marry Debbie and has a secret friend flown in to Australia to spend some time with him. Will his new marriage bring him closer to his ex-wife, or drive them apart forever?

Soul To Soul the most famous couple in fan fiction history is back. Don't try and stop the King. He always come back read there is more....way more *warning* * warning* *warning* MATURE ONLY* Michael Jackson makes a comeback

Angela Brown-Jackson is pregnant and married to the one and only, Michael Jackson. Before Michael, Angela had two children with the love of her life, Jake, who left her way too early. His loss left Angela broken-hearted. When she finds her deceased husband's Will, she discovers a wish that he had. The wish that led her to marry the man she hates the most.

Michael Jackson has always loved children for their innocence. He loved being a father. In this fan fiction you will see this. How he saved a child's heart.

Jenna Toussaint is a college senior who, after much angst, is finally taking the one class she's openly avoided, in order to graduate. The professor? Michael Jackson and he takes sex, as well as his job, very, very seriously. Teacher/student relationships are severely frowned upon, but Michael and Jenna break the rules, and fast, for lust. What will ensue as this forbidden relationship ferments?

No, this was so wrong, he does not like lillies. He loves sunflowers. He should not be here, all alone, surrounded by those cold flowers, when he had always longed for the warmth of the 'happy flowers' making him smile. Deep desperation penetrated her almost narcotic state and a stifled cry rose from some deep place inside as she remembered who lay there, mere inches below her gloved hand yet forever untouchable.Just moments ago, she had thought she had to once again answer questions about her father's passing, but really, this was not about him at all. This was about the passing of another king. This was about her ex-husband. This story starts in July 2005- after Michael's trial. Shaken by a horrible premonition, Lisa Marie resolves to atone for her "indifference" comment. Will Michael grant them a new beginning, or will she be to late, having to watch on the sidelines as he moves on with his life?

(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

Lisa reached up with her free hand. It was not fair that she had to be so utterly vulnerable to him while he got to hide. Michael caught her wrist. "Don't..." "You don't need them in here, Mike." "I do. My eyes are hurting from...and I got a headache..." "Please..." He stilled, biting his lip. Michael brought her hand down gently. Surrendering, she dropped it rest of the way. Maybe it was for the best. Lowering his head, he seemed to think for a moment. Then, in a surprise move, he hesitantly took off his shades. Keeping his eyes closed for a moment. When he finally met her gaze. Lisa swallowed. This story takes place in 2009 and starts on the day the world stopped- June 25. Of course, having the luxury of the alternate universe with a different outcome, the story takes off from there, investigating what Lisa would do with her suddenly unearthed feelings.

"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.

"Billie Jean is not my-what the fuck?!" Our bodies came crashing together like two boulders being thrown at each other. The impact knocked the breath straight out of my lungs and made me gasp. The feedback from the microphone screeched and Michael was now below me, looking up at me in confusion and frustration. "What the hell are you doing?!" He yelled. "I'm saving your life! Your hair spray is about to get you-!" I yelled over the music playing off the speakers. "You're not saving anything! Get the hell off of me!" He yelled, glaring at me. "No!" I yelled. He brought his hands up to my upper arms and gripped them, flipping me around and pinned me to the ground. "Someone come get her!" He yelled. "Hey! You get off him! Security!" Somebody yelled in the distance. I looked over his shoulder and gasped. "Shit..." I murmured, my eyes going wide. _____ Ialiyah Primrose Summerfield is a young African American woman living a normal life and working a normal job. Her life is mundane, a student by day, dishwasher by evening and a burned out girl late at night. One day she decided to go to a record shop to purchase a Michael Jackson Vinyl. She blinked at the cover art and Michael blinked back. That wasn't normal. And neither was her life beginning at this exact same moment. #3 in surreal! 11/24/25 #4 in dreamy! 11/25/25 #1 in dreamy! 03/17/26 #26 in comedy-romance! 11/25/25 #4 in mjfan! 11/28/25 #2 in Michael Jackson! 11/28/25 #1 in alternate universe! 12/4/25 #1 in Michael Jackson! 12/8/25 #333 in thriller era! 02/23/26