Bonnie had disappeared for a good two days and nobody really noticed. Caroline was looking for her but she also had to deal with Tyler and his werewolf thing. Elena was too rapped up in the Salvatore brothers to care, Matt was dealing with the whole supernatural thing, and Jeremy was dealing with the whole Anna and Vicki ghost thing. Nobody seemed to notice that something is seriously different about Bonnie when she gets back. Nobody but Caroline questioned her but that was only after Bonnie broke up with Jeremy and Caroline found her crying on her grandmother's grave. "Where exactly were you, Bonnie?", Caroline asked her as she wrapped her arms around her broken friend. "It not exactly where but when", I said through my tears and pain I felt as my chest tighten. "What are you talking about?", Caroline asked pulling away and wiping my tears. "Caroline, I was here in 1864", I admitted and she looked at me with wide eyes. What happened to Bonnie back in 1864?

Damon x Reader imagines May do some Tyler Lockwood imagines in the future as I do have a crush on Tyler. All character rights go to TVD & The Originals besides the main character, You.

Stefan x oc "I guess no one ever taught you how to be a real man."

Attractive, prestigious, allergic to commitment and cursed with a past he can't escape... Michael, is a devil with a face of an angel, to whom life hasn't always smiled but has done whatever he wanted when he wanted. After his fathers death, he must take the reins of his company. Then he meets Alejandra, a nice young woman, with a free spirit full of life, adventure and passion, with whom he is instantly infatuated. A man with an icy exterior, secrets to discover and irrepressible attraction are the perfect cocktail for destruction. But... What is life without challenges?

India Westbrooks is a 22 year old single mother who has a job as a stripper to provide for herself and her 4 year old daughter, Ava. What happens when India meets Michael Jackson one night for a lap dance and they become very close?

⚠️ Copyright © 2019 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❗⚠️ FYI: This story has nothing to do with Tatiana. I just like the fact that Michael is kissing someone, and it sort of portrays what this whole story is about. Samantha is a fun and carefree young lady. She always comes across as very confident, and that is what attracts a lot of guys to her, not to mention she is very pretty. She has only ever been in love once, but had her heartbroken. She promised herself that she would never fall for someone again because she is scared of getting hurt. Sam is not interested in getting in to a relationship, so at the moment she just wants to mess around, and have some fun with no strings attached. Will she let herself fall for someone again, or just get one thing only from men - sex?

She wants romance, but he doesn't want romance. She wants to make love, but he wants to fuck hard. She wants to be a girlfriend, but he doesn't "do the girlfriend thing". "Michael, why are you hiding your feelings from me?! Am I not good enough for you?" "I didn't say that Summer I just... it's complicated." "Then what Michael? What's so complicated about you expressing your feelings?" "Because it just is!!" He yelled then turned away with his hands in his pockets with a sigh. "You wouldn't understand..." "Then help me understand.." [Bad Era] ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGE, DRUGS AND ALCOHOL ABUSE. THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE REAL PEOPLE BUT THE STORY LINE IS FAKE. ⚠️

Like always, a collection of oneshots of our amazing King of Pop. Not necessarily about Christmas, but definitely about Michael. Are you ready for the big count down? 🎅🎄 And remember: Mature content (18+)

*UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING* My back slammed against the wall, knocking the air out of my lungs. The skin on my back was raised in goosebumps from the temperature of the rough wall. I couldn't even feel myself breathe anymore as the air was hitched in my throat. "Oh doll, why'd you back up? Are you scared of me?" he states with a newly found grin on his face. "You should be." WARNING: Mature Content - A TON OF SMUT - Situations on cruelty and violence - References to drugs and alcohol