"...so when are you gonna tell her, Mike? I'm sure she's already figured it out by now." "...tell her what??" I asked, confused. "...the truth, and only the truth... or I'll tell her myself," he answered grimly.

This is a messed up story involving betrayal between sisters for a man. Not just any man..Michael Jackson of course. ;) Not for the faint of heart, but it's all in fantasy and fun. Contains strong sexual content for mature audiences only. Rated R. Mj perves enjoy. All rights reserved.

Story I wrote awhile ago about a girl who has to choose between two guys. One being a famous hot superstar and the other her boyfriend whom she loves. Who will she choose? Once again, it's all in fun and fantasy. Not meant to be taken seriously. Contains adult content. Mature readers only please. Rated R. All rights reserved.

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

Carefully slipping my hand into his shirt, I touched the cloth of the t-shirt over his stomach, heated by the body underneath. The music drifted away from me. Over the rushing in my ears, I loudly heard his fast, shallow breaths coming through parted lips, his stomach under my hand rising and falling in time. Then I moved into him, my right hand sliding around his waist, diving deep into his clothes, pulling the left hem of his shirt from his pants in the process. I felt him letting go of the horse behind me. His eye lids flickered shut. His mouth was dry both from arousal and from drinking wine; he still tasted of it, sweet and bitter. Arms closed around me. And then I pulled him down with me... ~~~~~ Pop star Michael Jackson is a man everybody knows as guarded, reluctant and shy. Yet in summer 1989, he engages in an amorous adventure with a practical stranger. How did that happen? And who is she? This is the story about the circumstances surrounding an unusual night in the life of Michael Jackson. And it's a story about falling in love...

Jamila has a thing for the handsome caramel curly haired guy who happens to be a regular customer day to day at her job. She's intrigued by his mysterious attitude. Jamila doesn't have the guts to utter a word to him because he seems intimidating and she holds a dark secret that makes her feel unworthy to be in ones presence. Will she have the courage to someday tell him how she feels or will she allow him to slip through her fingers like she's done with her past.

Nicole Westwood has anxiety. So bad, that it's hindered her social life for her entire life. At 18, she's never experienced anything- a first date, a first kiss, a first boyfriend. After graduating high school, her parents worry that she is too much of an introvert and will never gain the social skills she needs to make it in the real world if she doesn't seek help. Her mother makes her an appointment with a therapist who goes by the name of Michael Jackson. He has excellent reviews on Yelp, but will he help Nicole in more ways than expected? PLEASE NOTE: - Michael is not famous in this story. - If age gaps bother you, don't bother reading. - There will be explicit verbal and sexual content; if you are under 18, I am not responsible for what you are about to read.

Joseph wasn't satisfied about my sacrifice in the Jackson 5. He said I'd gotten cocky and sloppy. Me? I was the lead singer, the star, goddamn it! How could he say something like that. I'd busted my ass off my entire life, and this is what I get? 'A trip' to Barrow, Alaska, to get my mind straight, as he so firmly called it. I knew his temper, though, so there wasn't really any other option than to accept his decision. He'd beat me senseless if I objected. So, whether I liked it or not, he put me on the plane, and that's that. ~~~ Written and completed in 2018 Word count: 14.198