🔞‼️‼️ +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.

For years, Felicity Spencer loved her husband more than herself. She tolerated his indifference. She endured his emotional distance. She even accepted that a part of his heart still belonged to another woman. Because she believed one thing: If she loved him enough... one day he would love her back. But that illusion shattered the night she lost their child. Locked alone. Bleeding. Begging for help. While her husband stayed beside his first love. After that night, Felicity changed. She stopped crying. Stopped asking. Stopped needing. And that was when Michael Jackson began to feel something he had never felt before: Fear. Because the woman who once chased him with desperate devotion... was quietly walking away. And by the time he realized he loved her - It was already too late.

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His charm is what reeled me in..his gestures and his use of words. What I didn't know was that there was a darker side to him...a side of him I was crazy about... -Dangerous Era -Very kinky - Short story

(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

Neverland Ranch, former home of pop sensation Michael Jackson, was finally becoming a historical landmark like Elvis Presley's Graceland. For fans to come visit! Myla Moore is hired to begin working on the house to help get it ready for public viewing. The grand opening was to come on Michael's birthday. Myla has to work long hours to get everything ready for the Jackson's. Myla feels she is not alone on the grounds of Neverland. Is she right?! • An MJ fanfiction! • 18+Up!!

‼️ 18+ She was supposed to stay invisible. He was impossible to ignore. Cassie is a discreet makeup artist with a strict rule: never cross the line. Working for the most famous man in the world was supposed to be just another job-until stolen glances, late-night conversations, and undeniable chemistry make professionalism painfully hard to maintain. Michael is charming, guarded, and deeply lonely. Cassie is innocent, cautious, and terrified of what wanting him might cost her. Between hotel rooms, world tours, and secrets that must remain hidden, they are drawn into a dangerous game where one wrong step could change everything. Some loves aren't meant for the spotlight.

After waking from a three-month coma, a Filipina nurse in Manila realizes that her vivid romance with the King of Pop in "Neverland" wasn't just a dream-as the line between her clinical reality and his legendary sanctuary begins to disappear. CONTAINS 18+ MATURE CONTENT.

Kendra Hilliard feels unsatisfied with life, on the day of her 25th birthday she makes a wish. A harmless wish. To simply be in easier times and have something worth living for. What occurs is something she never expected. Cover by @fanofmj

"I never thought it would come to this",I whisper out into the cold nights air ,his face holding a sincere look of utter love that heals my once broken heart,my fragile and reckless form and mind having risen from hell and brought into his heaven ,there's no other way to describe it...