━━━ 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦？ 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘵，𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭? ━━━━ Una historia sobre la imaginación, la música, los primeros amores y dos personas que encontraron en el otro la valentía para convertirse en quienes siempre estuvieron destinados a ser. From: 𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟨

DT | "¿Qué es un trono comparado con el sabor de un beso prohibido?"

1982 Las audiciones para Thriller están siendo un desastre. Michael Jackson busca algo que nadie parece poder darle: emoción real. Hasta que ella aparece...

As the second daughter of Highgarden, Elara Tyrell expected a quiet journey to the capital. Instead, she is detained on the road by a knight of the Greens who demands her allegiance to King Aegon. When she refuses to break her family's strict neutrality, she is taken to the war camp of Lord Ormund Hightower. Forced to stay under his guard, their initial hostility slowly changes the closer they get to each other. ''My house stands neutral, Ser. And a Tyrell does not swear oaths to a knight in the dust." ━━━ ↳ a house of the dragon story ↳ status ━ ongoing This is a fictional story, I do not own any characters of the house of the dragon only my own created characters

**Read Negative Space first "You can draw all the lines you want in the boardroom, Amanda. But some things don't fit into a grid." Five years ago, Amanda Saul escaped the chaotic gravity of Michael Jackson's world to build a bulletproof life in New York. Now a powerhouse creative director, her world is a perfectly controlled grid. She is untouchable. Until he comes to dismantle it. Drafted back into his orbit to architect the gritty visual identity of the Bad era, Amanda agrees to return to Los Angeles on one absolute condition: strictly professional. No blurred lines. No secrets in the shadows. But Michael is no longer the reckless king she ran from. He is patient, calculated, and terrifyingly respectful of the boundaries she demands. As the pressure of the world's biggest stage mounts, Amanda realizes that fighting a man who refuses to cross the line is a war she is destined to lose. In design, a focal point demands your entire attention. In his world, there is nowhere else to look. Book 2 of The Architecture of Us Series

in which a taylor madison grey is the reason behind michael joseph jackson's bright life

౨ৎ ─────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────── ౨ৎ Aria Vale had one rule. Never let Hollywood see you cry. It worked for a while. The magazines called her the "Ice Queen," men called her difficult, and everyone who didn't know her decided she was a bitch before she even opened her mouth. Then came Michael Jackson. Not in person. Not at first. Just his name on a tour proposal, his face on billboards, and one line on a fax that pissed her off far more than it should have: "Mr. Jackson has personally approved Miss Vale for the European leg." So Aria says yes. Not because she likes him. And definitely not because she forgives him. But if Michael Jackson thinks he can turn her into a footnote in his comeback story, he's about to learn very quickly that Aria Vale was never made to stand behind anyone. ౨ৎ ─────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────── ౨ৎ 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟐 ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚

⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ One year ago, Sophia and Jack crossed a line they were never supposed to cross-after Robby's birthday night out, what started as tension and stolen glances turned into a single, unexpected moment that neither of them ever truly talked about again. No labels, no closure, just silence layered over something that never fully left either of them. Since then, they've learned how to exist around each other in the ER-careful, controlled, buried under professionalism. Jack stayed distant, convinced it was the safer choice. Sophia told herself it didn't mean more than it did. But both of them kept remembering it anyway. Now, with Sophia transferring to night shift, everything shifts. The walls between them start to crack in the long hours of shared trauma cases, quiet break room conversations, and moments where their hands brush too long or their eyes linger too openly. Night shift strips everything down-no distractions, no escape-just them, the chaos of the ER, and feelings they never dealt with properly. What was once buried starts resurfacing. Tension turns into closeness. Silence turns into almost-confessions. And every shift becomes harder to survive without acknowledging what that night really was-and what it still might become. Because in the end, it was never just one night. ⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ Jack Abbott x fem OC

After a one-night stand with the man who had once been her attending-the one who taught her everything she knew about surviving the chaos of the emergency department-Dr. Valeria Moreno and Dr. Michael Robinavitch agreed to keep things simple. No expectations. No promises. Just two colleagues blowing off steam between impossible shifts and messy personal lives. Friends with benefits. Nothing more. At least, that was the plan. But Robby has never been good at letting people get too close. Eventually, the emotionally guarded senior attending does what he always does best-he ends things, burying himself in work and pretending it never meant anything in the first place. Valeria tries to move on. Unfortunately, life has a funny way of complicating even the simplest arrangements.

IN WHICH, a girl who exudes sunshine meets a man willing to give her the world. ⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❝Stop following me, I told you I'm fine, go focus on the other patients.❞ ❝Sweetheart I don't doubt that, I'm just here for when you need me.❞ ❝You are so lucky I don't have a scalpel right now or so help me God⎯❞ ⎯⎯⎯⎯ [JACK ABBOTT x FEM!OC] [SEASON ONE⎯TWO + MY OWN PLOT] © 2025 softlysqturn-