A lone figure on a cold night. An old friendship. A kind widower. What have they done? How do they connect? Love? Hate? Or perhaps another thing? Something dangerous. Something like -- insurrection. A fantasy-esque story (and a long one at that) set in the province of Salen in a country I'm sure you've never heard of -- I know I haven't. Please enjoy this original offering of mine and comment if you wish. Also, I beg your patience -- I'm not sure how faithfully I'll be able to update, though I will try my best to not leave you hanging for too long. Opinionated and observatory comments congruent with the laws of basic etiquette and general respect are welcome, all others will be ignored.

**Being Edited** Slow Updates** Yes the names are being changed. Edits as follows: Bina: Kalyani Asha: Nisha Danita: Diya Barbara: June Historical Fan Fiction based from the 1970s into the 1990s. Main Characters For the 1970s: -Kalyani -Michael -Nelson -Jackson Family A first love is futile like the first snow flakes of a snowstorm. They are bound hit the ground and melt before any impact is seen. Yet as a first snowflake is needed to create the hills of white, so is that first crystal of true love. Necessary and futile. However, this tale is about love's resilience. "There have been others, but never two lovers like Kalyani and Michael." See how time brings two wonderful people with bright futures together, and how time tears them apart; how in each other's absence they gain all the success they dreamed of and more, yet what is most important, having that feeling that they have with each other, they cannot seem to find in anyone else. Michael and Kalyani "are joined by the bond of love and you cannot track that, not with a thousand bloodhounds, and you cannot break it, not with a thousand swords."

WINNER of the Michael Jackson Fanfiction Awards 2017: Best Jackson5/ Jacksons through 'Off The Wall' era 16-year-old Marilyn suffers from bullying in school. Her life is dark and dreary, until one day she meets a young man - accidentally - never has the word been more fitting. He's from an entirely different world, a world of lights, smoke and stardust. And he's just as lonely...

Leasing agent Kristina's life spins out of her control as she becomes a prospective tenant's object of obsession. At first blind to his obsessive behavior, Kristina thinks she has finally found her Mr. Perfect. Until she learns of his past... Michael Jackson, who has stepped away from the spotlight to exclusively compose music, seeks to escape his dark past after an obsessive romance leads to a murder. Before he can even settle into the new city he is to call home, leasing agent Kristina catches his eye and his disorder refuses to let him leave her alone.

"Wear them to the party tonight," he said. "Of course!" The little golden horses dangled from their hooks. "Wear just them tonight!" I glanced over at him. He was more lying on the arm chair than he was sitting on it. "That would attract some attention, I'm sure! If I'm wearing just these, what will you be wearing?" He looked at me with a gentle smile that left me totally unprepared for what he said next. "A boner." ~~~~~ In winter 1990, Anna returns to Michael Jackson's Neverland Ranch for the first time since leaving Los Angeles. For one and a half years she hasn't seen him. The work on BAD has ended, and Dangerous is still in the making. Things are hanging in mid-air. It's Christmas. He was brought up to never celebrate Christmas.