[Completed] [18+] It's summer, 1979 when Michael Jackson turns 21, releases "Off the Wall," and meets his first love. ~*~*~ Nicole: You're in hotels a lot, huh? Michael: Yes. Most would pause to wonder how often is "a lot," but Michael didn't. He answered very matter-of-factly. Nicole could relate to the feeling of loneliness, being the only child of two hard-working parents. She watched his hands continue to play on the table, now reaching for the dish of sugar packets. He pulled out two, tipping them together like a tippee. Then mirrored the motion with two more. Nicole: You seem like a lonely person... I am too. She wasn't sure what propelled the words. Instantly Nicole felt the urge to apologize. Still pinching the sugar, Michael's eyes drifted up to hers, meeting for a second before looking away again. There was something about this stranger, maybe the softness in his bashful smile, that Nicole felt like she could trust. And if not, oh well, she'd never see him again anyway. Michael: Then we should be friends. We can be lonely together. ~*~*~ 🌻 This is a love story with a slow build. I promise, it's worth the wait! ⭐ Winner of the 2022 Michael Jackson FanFiction Awards for "Best Off the Wall Era FanFic" Highest Ranking: #5 in michaeljackson; #1 in michaeljacksonfanfiction; #1 in kingofpop, #1 in icon, #9 in fandom 🎤Inspired by true events in the life of Michael Jackson... but largely fictional.

DISCLAIMER!! PLEASE READ!!: This story is rated for MATURE audiences and is explicit since it contains various sex scenes, cursing, mentions of drug use, self-harm and events not considered appropriate for children!! Please be aware that I DO NOT encourage in anyway or form for any of the readers to try any of the acts on this book because this is a FANFICTION. (Emphasis on the fiction) THIS STORY DOES NOT EXIST SOLELY FOR THE PURPOSE OF SEXUAL STIMULATION, it has plot, character progression, development etc... I try to follow Wattpad's guidelines as strictly as possible so please be aware that this is not a story for self-pleasure but an actual love story that I've always wanted to write. 🥺🥺 so please Wattpad DONT delete it. Also...this is a FICTION, Michael Jackson did not do any of the things mentioned. ..................................................... *First class free* read the card. Angel is an almost-graduated 18 YEAR OLD girl with ambition and an adventurous mind. Michael is a sexily mysterious man with rules and knowledge. Angel takes the risk and joins this adventure unsure of what the outcome will be. Michael has rules but the most important one; no feelings involved. Will Michael and Angel start to develop forbidden feelings for each other or will Michael not accept it and stay his hardheaded bossy self? Will it change everything when the past comes back to haunt Michael? Will his past mysteriously involve Angel in a way he never imagined? Stay tuned and see our lovely Michael as a...Sex Instructor.

Myra Diaz, a 26 years old filipino woman living in the big Los Angeles. She loves children more then anything else in the world, that's why she works in a kindergarten. One day, she takes the kids on a trip to a magical place and that's where she gets to meet her best friend... but is he really just a best friend for her? Read to find out. Let the emotions sink and travel with your mind while reading this story... •dangerous-history-invincible Era• 1994-2002 Highest Rankings: #1 kingofpop #1 michaeljosephjackson #4 michaeljackson #1 historyera

"When the night comes, It rains again The deep-cut footprints are covered A painful memory It disappears without a trace At the end of the cold night...." Dead words can be buried in your mouth and body temperature can be shared. You don't hear footsteps when he walks. You don't see him breathing when he talks. He doesn't hold your hand, he doesn't stand too close, because if he does? Maybe you'll find out he's a 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵. #1 in nighttime! 12/16/25 #7 in mjfan! 12/16/25 #3 in ominous! 12/16/25 #3 in thrillerera! 12/21/25 #2 in eerie! 01/02/26

Sienna cheated death. She didn't wait for fate to decide her existence. She clawed her way out of the grave meant to silence her. And Michael? He has no idea that the girl he buried is walking again- breathing, watching, remembering. Fatality isn't logical. Obsession isn't love. And what you bury doesn't always stay underground. When Michael finally hears a knock on his door, it won't be an answer. It won't be forgiveness. It'll be the past... wearing the face he thought he'd never see again. And fate- fate is knocking with her. #4 in resurrection! 11/28/25 #7 in mjfan! 11/28/25 #2 in fatalattraction! 11/28/25 #9 in dangerousera! 11/28/25 #17 in vengeance! 01/09/26 #8 in dangerousera! 03/02/26 #4 in mjfan! 03/23/26

"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...

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵. A survivor and single mom has faced numerous challenges in her life, including an abusive relationship that left a lasting impact. When a close friend presents her with an exciting opportunity to meet the "BAD" sensational star Michael Jackson, her world takes an unexpected turn. As their paths cross, emotions begin to blossom. Will this be the turning point she needs, or will her past continue to cast a shadow over her future? Can Michael find love at the peak of his career, or will fame and pressure make things too complicated? Find out. Story created via MJFiction.com: Jul 28, 2013 Impressive Rankings: 1 #mj 1 #mjfam 1 #1980s 1 #mjfanfic 2 #michaeljacksonfanfic 2 #badera 3 #love 3 #michaeljackson 4 #mjj 4 #moonwalker 4 #pasttrauma 5 #80s 8 #forbiddenlove 9 #kingofpop 13 #celebrity 18 #singer 25 #softromance 28 #healing 29 #adultromance 35 #softromance

"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

"So you looked at a string on your guitar and..... saw an entire story behind it?" "Yes. Yes I did." "What about the sidewalk and the rain? You just had to write about that too?" "Mm-hm." "And you deadass thought about writing a deceptive charming guy obsessed with a girl from the memory of a car interior and fries?" "That too." "Well, what about a handshake and a smile? How the hell did you introduce yourself to a professor and immediately thought about two virgins?" "Ask my brain." "I don't think I can keep up with that." "Good, I'll slow it down for you."

"I-I never stopped loving you, you know..." I softly croak out, my eyes connected with the floor. "No matter how bad you hurt me, I just can't stop loving you, Michael." "I'm sorry for hurting you, Ariana. I really am. I know there's nothing that I can do to change what I did but I just can't stop loving you either." He inches closer to me. My eyes flutter and I'm still very woozy from chugging down all those mouthfuls of tequila but no amount of alcohol could get me as drunk as I feel when I'm with Michael. "I love you so much, it hurts." I admit while staring into Michael's chocolate brown orbs. He leans in so close to the point where if either of us made a move, we'd be kissing again. "I forgive you, Michael." I state. "For everything, I just want to move on, I just need you to let me love you." ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️- this story does contain smut, mature themes and language, if any of those trigger you, please do not read.