When rapper Eminem falls in love with a woman the media blows up. Marshall falls in love with a hard working woman who went through many same experiences as him. However, when his wife and children find out what will they say and think. A small problem however: she's 20 and he's 43.

She's a fighter with no gloves. She fought with bear aching knuckles, and sometimes she felt like it wasn't enough. After all, Geovanni had suffered from this cancer for years now. She learns about her health progressively getting worse, and is granted one dying wish. She chooses to meet her idol, the famous rapper Eminem, as that was something she always wanted to do. Little does she know, however, she would because something other than just his charity case. Vote, Comment, and Enjoy the story!

Well as the title says it i guess i'm gonna make another fanfic of Marshall and its kinda based on his song So Bad THIS IS A SHORT STORY

She wasn't made for glass slippers. She was made for bruised knees, smeared mascara, and being told she's pretty with his hand around her throat. Kendra Knox was never anyone's princess. She grew up in a trailer with EBT cards, overdue bills, and a mother who treated her like competition. Fairytales weren't bedtime stories. They were lies people with money got to believe. Now she dances at Eden's Gate, wearing dollar store glitter and six-inch Pleasers, collecting rent one lap at a time. No carriage. No ball. Just blood, tears, and survival. Then he shows up. Not a prince. A problem. Marshall Mathers. Famous. Filthy. Untouchable. He doesn't ride a horse. He rolls up in a black Escalade, smells like smoke and sin, and looks at her like she's already his. He doesn't save her. He drags her into his world. A palace with no exits, a crown that cuts, and rooms that lock from the inside. He calls her beautiful while she's crying. Keeps her quiet with cash and attention that feels like violence. And she lets him. Because it's not love. It's not safety. But it's still better than going back to being nobody. This isn't a fairytale. It's a dirty one. And she wears her crown like a bruise.

He's fifty-two and still the name that makes every rapper breathe twice before they talk slick, he's the last giant standing in a culture that loves to eat its own. She's twenty-five, Detroit-born and loud enough to make the internet stop scrolling, a rapper who learned to fight for every bar, every breath, every headline. One careless line in a radio interview. One sarcastic clapback on a podcast. That's all it takes for the fuse to catch. Old school versus new blood. Bars versus clicks. Detroit's cold precision against the chaos of the timeline. The internet does what it always does, picks sides, spins stories, feeds the fire. He's the "out-of-touch legend." She's the "TikTok rapper with attitude." Every reaction video is proof, every screenshot another bullet. But behind the award shows, the interviews, and the camera flashes that never shut off, the narrative starts to twist. Hate turns volatile. Curiosity gets dangerous. And the world doesn't need facts to ruin the people it built. Because in 2025, fame doesn't end quietly, it ends in headlines, leaks, and hashtags. One wrong look, one rumour too real, and the internet decides what's true. This isn't a love story. It's cancel culture with a pulse. Two egos, one spotlight, a car crash caught in 4K.

Marshall Mathers is vanishing in plain sight. Once untouchable, he now spends his days passed out wherever gravity drops him, the couch, the hallway, the bathroom floor. The mansion reeks of despair and decay. The mirrors are shattered, the blinds haven't been touched in weeks. The world's stopped asking where he is because everyone already knows. When the label gives up, Paul calls the last person left: Leah Rourke. She used to be the cleaner, the one they called when fame turned fatal. She could make overdoses disappear, fix careers on the brink, and vanish before the damage hit the news. But now the pills she once flushed are showing up in her own purse, and she's holding herself together with precision and denial. She's a High functioning addict. Just enough. Leah doesn't belong anywhere near an addict like him. But no one else is coming. She knows what to look for. What to say. What not to feel. This isn't recovery, it's delay. Nobody expects Marshall to get better, they just need him alive long enough to make money off what's left. He doesn't trust her, some days, he's not even sure she's real. And she's not here to save him. She's here because a living addict still sells better than a dead god.

Madison Callahan was supposed to be on her honeymoon, instead, she's managing someone else's wedding. Three weeks ago, she walked down the aisle thinking it was the happiest day of her life, but what happened next shattered everything. So she ran, packed up her life, and moved to Detroit. Now she's crashing at her brother's place, trying to pretend she's fine while living under the watchful eye of a professional hockey player, a defence man for the Detroit Wings, who takes big brother duty way too seriously. She didn't plan to get pulled into coordinating the high profile wedding of Hailie Jade when her boss got sick, holding everything together while barely keeping herself upright. She doesn't want attention. She doesn't want pity. She just wants to get the job done. Marshall Mathers is on top of the world, successful, sober, sharp eyed, completely unpredictable. He's also the father of the bride, almost twenty years older, and the last person Madison expects to be paying attention to her. But he sees her. He sees the cracks she's trying to hide. The pain she won't talk about. And for reasons she can't explain, he doesn't look away. They were shaped by different lives, but broken in ways they both recognize. She's country backroads and fresh wounds. He's fame and proof that healing doesn't always look like peace.But something about him disarms her. And something about her makes him stay longer than he should. She didn't come here looking for anything and he's never been good at playing it safe. But once they collide, nothing stays simple. - Cruel Summer is a grounded, emotionally tense opposites-catch fire story about heartbreak, survival, and the kind of man who sees straight through the mask. Set in 2024 against the backdrop of Hailie Jade's wedding, it's a slow burn with sharp edges, stolen moments, and the quiet chaos of two people who weren't supposed to find each other, but did. And now they can't look away.

<< SEQUEL TO EMOTIONAL BOYS 1990 >> #1 on Eminem hashtag as of 10/10/2022 ❁ >>Forced to harden for the business world around her, Esdeath Domitia is the only female stock broker on the New York Stock Exchange floor. She's found herself with a set of anger issues that make her explosive and physically violent. That being said, she's still an absolute freak in the bedroom. >>Despite his initial thoughts, determining his failure, Marshall Mathers has made it successfully in the rap world. Going by Eminem, he's become enthralled with the bad boy persona, and the one thing he loves most, is getting any girl he wants. >>Issue is, they've got history. So when they meet again by freak accident, Marshall realizes that she has hardened into a person practically unrecognizable to her old self. Not only that, but she has practically zero desire to be with him again. >>But do you really think that would stop him? ╔═══════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ═══════╗ Warning: sexual content This is a work of fiction. All the characters, incidents, and dialogue, except for incidental references to public figures, products, or devices, are imaginary and are not intended to refer to any living persons or to disparage any company's products or services. ╚═══════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ═══════╝

Be aware that this book is the third book out of three books. (First book: complicated. Second book: Changes) This story takes place in 2011. Christina has moved out and bought her own house where she now lives with Deshaun after Marshall threw her out because of her cheating. Marshall and Christina now have shared custody over Deshaun and their relationship with each other is very complicated.

"You saved my life but maybe it's my turn to save yours."