I got this idea from other radioapple stories, about vampires and hunters, but trust me I didn't copy his/her idea, I kinda forgot the title of that story I read so yeah. This is my first time making a story, so I really hope y'all liked it :) Also maybe I'll put smut in this story hehe.

1987. 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 ! At twenty-six years old, Camila Alvarez has made a name for herself as one of Hollywood's most sought-after fashion designers. From custom gowns to stage costumes, celebrities trust her to bring their visions to life-one stitch at a time. When Michael Jackson's team reaches out with what was supposed to be a one-time commission, Camila never expects it to change her life. After designing an outfit that exceeds every expectation, she's offered the chance to become his personal wardrobe designer, placing her in the middle of sold-out tours, backstage chaos, flashing cameras, and the glamorous world she'd only ever seen from a distance. As the months pass, professional respect turns into an unexpected friendship. Long nights in the studio, last-minute wardrobe fixes before concerts, and quiet moments away from the spotlight begin to blur the lines between designer and client. But after everything her ex put her through, Camila made herself one promise: She would never fall in love again. Especially not with the biggest star in the world.

[SLOW BURN] It is 2006. The trial is over, but Michael Jackson has locked himself in a prison of his own making. He is completely isolated, deeply guarded, and wholly disgusted by the press. He refuses to speak to anyone-until Maeve Carter. Maeve is Europe's most ruthless and respected journalist, and she doesn't care about tabloid garbage. She is flying to New York with one goal: get the interview, secure the massive bonus, and pay for her mother's life-saving cancer treatments. It was supposed to be a simple transaction. But when the doors to the penthouse lock, the King of Pop is nothing like the broken man the media painted. He is sharp, intimidating, and looking for a challenge. And Maeve is the first person in years who isn't afraid to give him one. #1 - kingofpop #1 - moonwalker #1 - mjj #1 - michaeljosephjackson #93 - fanfic

🍎this story contains mature content🍎 Michael, a globally adored music icon lives his life behind layers of fame, isolation, and carefully controlled public image. When he meets a confident young woman who treats him like a person rather than a legend, something in him shifts. What begins as curiosity turns into an obsessive emotional pull neither of them expected. Between flashing cameras, private rehearsals, and stolen moments away from the world, they find themselves crossing lines they promised not to touch. But in a life where everything is watched, even desire becomes dangerous-and every secret has a cost.

The world knows him as a legend. A man whose voice can fill stadiums, whose footsteps can stop time, and whose smile can make millions believe in magic. But behind the glittering stages, sold-out tours, and endless headlines, there is another side of Michael Jackson-one hidden beneath moonlit skies and silent hallways. Y/N knows what it's like to wear a mask, too. As a young star rising faster than she ever imagined, she is living the dream everyone envies. Yet fame has a way of turning admiration into isolation, and soon she finds herself trapped between who the world expects her to be and who she truly is. When a chance encounter brings her into Michael's orbit, she discovers someone who understands the loneliness that comes with living under a spotlight that never seems to dim. Their connection begins quietly-in late-night conversations, stolen moments away from flashing cameras, and shared dreams beneath the stars. But as the pressures of fame, public scrutiny, and personal struggles begin to close in, both Michael and Y/N are forced to confront the darkness they've spent years hiding from. Through whispered promises, moonlit walks, and melodies that seem to say what words cannot, they learn that even the deepest shadows cannot exist without light. And when the night grows darker than either of them ever imagined, they must decide whether to let it consume them-or follow the faint glow waiting on the horizon. Filled with subtle echoes of moonlight, stardust, and songs that seem to linger in the air long after they end, When Nightfall Comes is a story about finding hope in unexpected places, holding onto faith when the world feels cold, and discovering that sometimes the brightest light comes after the darkest night.

In the ancient kingdom of Tenebrae, Princess Addams is bound to a destiny she never chose: a political marriage to Prince Tyler Galpin, heir to the powerful realm of Valeholt and bearer of a secret curse whispered through generations. Their union is meant to seal peace-yet may awaken long-dormant shadows. When Enid Sinclair, a bright and fearless knight of the Golden Moon Order, is appointed as Wednesday's personal guard, everything shifts. Amid marble halls, twilight-lit corridors and silent conspiracies, a forbidden bond sparks between princess and knight-dangerous, unspoken, impossible. As Tyler claims his right to Wednesday's hand, as court politics tighten and ancient prophecies stir, Wednesday finds herself torn between duty and a desire she never meant to feel. In a castle where every gold-lit night hides a deeper truth, love becomes a weapon... and someone's heart will break before the dawn.

The year was 1991. 23-year-old Jane seems to be a magnet of misfortune. Life couldn't be harder for her. Abandoned by her parents, she needed to stop school to find a job in order to support her and her younger brother's needs. Little did she know that her whole life was about to change the moment she got recruited by an agency to apply as a maid in a huge ranch called 'Neverland'. Jane just wanted to have a job but Neverland gave her more than what she hoped for. She gained friends, wonderful memories, and most of all, she found heaven and love with the most unexpected person---the person that she didn't expect to fall in love with. [Highest ranking: #1 - michaeljacksonfanfiction]

BOOK I [COMPLETED] The bad boy turned good. The good girl became stronger. Everything else dealt before hand was just a game needing to be played. (Thrad/Bad era)

Ayşe and Michael's lives are completely different, yet they are somehow made for each other. The facettes they both have, the walls they've built up are slowly falling down when someone from Ayşe's past comes into their lives and wants to end it all. Who are they and what do they want? !!TW!! This story contains mentions of depression, suicidal thoughts, domestic violence, eating disorders and other sensitive topics. If you don't feel comfortable reading these, I advise you not to read my story. In no way do I want to be the reason for my readers to feel unwell or uncomfortable. ˖⁺‧Plays in 1989 just after the Bad tour ‧⁺˖ Please don't hesitate to leave comments, they really make my day and motivate me to write more🫶 ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

A world of fame, control, and carefully crafted perfection hides two minds quietly unraveling behind the spotlight. Celeste Saint Clair is a supermodel born into beauty and shaped by pressure, where every smile is performance and every success comes at a cost she never agreed to pay. Trapped between an image-obsessed industry and a controlling family, she survives a life that looks golden from the outside but feels suffocating within. On the other side of fame, Michael Jackson lives inside a world of brilliance and isolation, where music is both escape and burden. Haunted by recurring dreams of a woman he has never met, his reality begins to blur as creativity, memory, and obsession slowly intertwine. When their worlds begin to inch closer through the machinery of fame : magazines, events, and the entertainment industry, something impossible starts to take shape. Recognition before meeting. Connection before touch. Memory before reality. In a world where everyone is seen, but few are truly known, the line between destiny and illusion begins to disappear.