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stay until morning by selinacloudzz
selinacloudzz
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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.
𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 - 𝑴𝑱 ❦︎ by urfavl4zygirl
urfavl4zygirl
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Camille Laurent grew up in a strict traditional family that taught her the world was divided into two kinds of people: black and white, and nothing in between. From her childhood, she remembers only discipline, silence and a pair of mysterious brown eyes that never left her mind. Now a famous celebrity makeup artist, Camille lives a life built on control and perfection, still shaped by her parents' expectations. Until she meets Michael Jackson...
𝙊𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 - 𝙈𝙅 - 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧�𝙚 𝙀𝙧𝙖 by ellevox
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······················•✦•······················ Michael had never liked photoshoots. He hated the way cameras always seemed to turn him into a product rather than a person. But the moment he stepped into the New York studio of a French photographer, something felt different. For the first time in a long while, the lens didn't make him feel like it was invading his privacy. It didn't take long for his attention to drift from the camera to the woman standing behind it. And when the shoot ended and he returned to his hotel room, he kept thinking about her a little too much. (𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙊𝘾)