1987. The world belongs to Michael Jackson. Sold-Out stadiums. Flashing cameras. Endless screaming and fainting fans. To everyone else, he's larger than life - untouchable, mysterious, magic in human form. But behind the fame.. behind the sequined jackets and gloves.. Michael is lonely. Desperately lonely. Late at night, when the city finally quiets down, he slips away from the spotlight searching for the one things money and fame cannot buy - a real connection, something authentic. Then he meets Rachel. She isn't dazzled by Mr. Jackson. She does not fall at his feet. In fact, she barely knows what to make of him at all. But for the first time in years, Michael feels seen - not as a global pop star icon, but as just Michael. What begins as a chance encounter under the New York City street lights quickly turns into something deeper: stolen nights, dangerous secrets, and a love neither of them ever expected. But falling for the most famous man in the world comes with a price, and the closer Rachel gets to Michael, the more impossible it becomes to separate fantasy from reality. After Midnight is a slow burning, emotional romance about fame, loneliness, freedom, and what happens when two people find each other in the quiet hours when the rest of the world is asleep.

he was my best friend before the world knew his name. savannah reed never forgot the boy who promised her he would become a star. before the screaming fans, before the sold out concerts, before the fame took him away, there was just michael and sav. years later, the victory tour brings him back into her life, forcing old memories, hidden feelings, and unfinished goodbyes to the surface. but when someone belongs to the world... can they ever belong to you again? childhood memories. fame. heartbreak. first love. this story is strictly fiction and is created for entertainment purposes only.

Diana Sinclair is twenty-four. Intelligent, grounded, and deeply compassionate. Her life is carefully structured around responsibility, long shifts as a nurse, and the quiet pressure of holding everything together. There's little room left for spontaneity, and even less for things like "fun." So when a friend insists she take a spare ticket to a concert, she almost refuses. Not because she isn't curious-but because she's not used to saying yes to things without purpose. The ticket is for a Michael Jackson concert in March 1988. A night she never expected to matter beyond the music. But after an unexpected moment on stage and a backstage encounter she can't forget, Michael releases a song about her-and what was supposed to be a single memory slowly turns into something much bigger.

they both needed each other. They needed a change

Michael Jackson and the person he would've deserved. / set in BAD era / / actual events used for reference /

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.

"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.

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ in los angeles, everything feels louder, faster, harder to keep up with. at twenty-five, chae leaves london for something bigger, only to find herself stuck in between working behind the scenes of a film that demands perfection, trying not to fade into the background. until she meets jaafar jackson. cast to portray michael jackson, he carries a legacy that never leaves him. on set, he's focused, distant, someone no one really reaches. but chae doesn't see the name. she sees the effort, the pressure, the moments no one else notices. what begins as small corrections in a rehearsal studio slowly turns into something more. quiet conversations, glances, a connection that wasn't part of the plan. but in a world where everything is watched, getting closer isn't simple. and when staying professional means staying apart, chae and jaafar have to decide. is what's growing between them worth stepping out of the background?

What happens when you work on the most iconic biopic of the century with the nephew of the King of Pop? "Solana, may I introduce you to Jaafar Jackson!"

This a story about a girl she's smart she made awesome grades in school you know where I'm getting at right...yes she's a nerd...a boy named Michael Jackson he lives next door...he's a bad boy that gets in trouble with the cops smokes weed and basically does whatever he please...Please read and vote thanks :) WARNING: there are explicit language and sexual contact...this is not a pornbook but there are a little of sexual contact...if not comfortable...don't read