[Michael Jackson Fanfiction Awards winner 2016.] Bad Era - 1987. Becky Costello is a young adult in college. At this college is a ruthless gang known as The Jax. Breathe on them and you're in their debt - that's how much they mean business. When a new student joins The Jax, Becky finds herself rubbing shoulders with him more than a few times. Despite her best efforts to avoid him, one thing she can't avoid is her strange attraction to his eyes. They always seem to be on her, regardless of where she is and what she's doing. As soon as the new The Jax member is forced into spending more time with Becky, things take a turn in their rocky relationship - which sees them both embark on a lifelong journey of growth, development and life-changing ordeals. Note: this story is very cliché, because I wrote it at age 14/15 when I was new to fanfiction. The first few chapters are edited, however the remaining chapters are in their original form. I have kept it published due to its (unexpected) popularity. Thank you for reading! Highest ranking: #3 in #kingofpop

Have you ever imagined having two lives? Be two people at the same time? I bet you have. But between thinking about it and actually living it, there was a very big difference, believe it. Imagine... Natalie, a sweet and delicate woman. Karla, sexy and imposing. Which one would you choose? What's your type? Hard, I know. We're gonna let Michael answer this one... Warning: This book contains strong language and a LOT of smut. So, if you feel uncomfortable with reading this, then skip it. I have a lot more books on my profile that are more romantic. We got 6th place on #michaeljackson i love y'all sm for that.

𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘖𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱, '𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 • • • For twenty-nine years, Amelia Johnson's goal was to be the best version of herself that she can ever be. Her desire to be the greatest at all she does traps her in something far more dangerous than she could have imagined. But within her own world and her own protective shell, a name with such gravity can shatter her heart to pieces; Michael Jackson. The uncertainty of her feelings for him makes it unbearable for one heart, perhaps too much for her. (This story is set in the year 1988 | Bad Era - Early Dangerous Era) Word count: 100,000-125,000 start: 01/03/21 end: 08/06/21

Book I Of the 'Not Vanilla' Imagine Series. 𝚃𝚆: includes strong language, Sexual content, Explicit content. Readers discretion is Advised Imagines Between you & Michael Jackson. Request are optional, send them to @/2badlala on Twitter.

⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ He promised he'd call every Sunday. Before the fame, before Thriller, before the world claimed him, Michael Jackson was just a shy little boy from Gary, Indiana. And you were the only person who ever spoke for him when he couldn't. His microphone. Fifteen years later, during the chaos of the Victory Tour, he remembers your voice instantly. And suddenly, the past neither of you truly buried begins finding its way back to the surface. __________ Michael Jackson x Reader

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...

Circa' 1987-1989 "....She was short with full hips and small waist with smooth Carmel skin and perfect c-cup breast. Who was I kidding this girl was head turner...." Michael Jackson about to start his BAD World Tour and a special girl has popped into his life. Amahle... a feisty southern girl who has a lot of trauma and is trying to get her life together... their journey together is interesting. Michael is Mesmerize by how real and blunt Amahle is and Amahle wants no parts of him until something or someone pushes her to give him a chance. So will she ? Mature content 18+ *this book is strictly for adults the contents in this book is not suitable for minors, sexual nature, explicit language, mentions of drugs and violence are including in this story* **Completed: 5/25/2024 -Highest Rankings- #1 in michaeljacksonfanfiction #1 in applehead #1 in mjfanfic #1 in badtour #1 in mjj #2in kingofpop #2 in 80s #1 in mjjfan #1 in blackcharacters #1 in layziebone #3 in badera #2 in moonwalker #1 in mjfam

Dear Professor, Does it bother you that you're ten years older than me? Have you even thought it's wrong that you watched me fuck another person on camera for months? What do you want from me, really? All | wanted was my letter of recommendation, but now l'm stuck, aren't I? Stuck under your thumb... and your body. From cam girl to personal whore, and all by the age of twenty-two. You've got me good, haven't you? But guess what? I can play too. Grab the polish, because I've found your skeleton, and it's time to dust. I'll see you in class. Oh and sir? I'm not wearing any panties. Love, Lauren PS: you're an asshole.

Lauren is an 18 year old, senior high school student with a little secret. She writes fanfiction. And not just about anybody. Her stories are steaming hot stories about Michael Jackson. Little does she know, that Michael actually happens to read them... ALSO: Don't judge the age gap between Lauren and Michael before you've read the story. The issue about the age difference is a part of the plot, and is very well discussed between the two main characters. You'll see what I mean. (hopefully) FOR ADULTS ONLY!!! ~~~ Written and completed in 2018 Word count: 211.389

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.