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

"Don't you realise what you do to me, Danielle? I find myself yearning for you, craving your touch so desperately it hurts. So don't even try to convince me you don't feel this too." Nobody tells you about the loneliness of fame. Nobody could understand how the spotlight could erase the memories of pain aswell as highlight the darkness lingering inside once the lights faded. Because if you are Michael Jackson the whole world puts you on a pedestal with an image to uphold. When a night of smooth jazz at a lone bar allows Michael to find a woman desperately wanting to be heard not only by her voice but with her saxophone. He finds himself wanting to meet the shadow of a girl that stole the show. Danielle Monroe survives as a background singer for her sister, never being allowed to outperform her. Between the odd gigs to boost her sister's dead end career and working at the Vinyl shop to make ends meet she feels her dreams slipping out of her reach. Reaching a proper stage now nothing but a hazy dream. When she meets Michael- that all changes. They soon realise that their relationship is busy quickly evolving into something dangerous for a superstar and a loungesinger who is only just now finding her voice again. Set between the thriller and bad era. !!18+!!

She never expected to be noticed by him. She never stopped wondering what would happen if she had been.

Ocean Hart has spent her life invisible - a girl with a bruised past and a body that only comes alive when she dances alone in the dark. Michael is more than the charming superstar the world worships. Behind closed doors, he is possessive, commanding, and dangerous - a man who takes what he wants and destroys anything that tries to escape him. He sees the fire hidden beneath Ocean's fragile exterior and decides she belongs to him. Her time. Her body. Her soul. Trapped between terror and forbidden desire, Ocean finds herself falling deeper into Michael's twisted kingdom. In a world of spotlights and secrets, she will discover just how intoxicating it can be to be completely possessed by the King... and how devastatingly painful it is to love a man who only knows how to own. Rhythm of Ruin is a dark romance filled with raw angst, toxic obsession, power imbalance, and extreme passion.

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.

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⚠️ Copyright © 2018 by IntenseArt. This is an original story. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher. I have the right to report anyone who copies my work❗⚠️ We're all guilty at some point in our lives of pretending to be someone we're not, or hiding the person we really are. Not everything is as it seems. As Layla knows, and later finds out, that a lot happens behind closed doors, but should remain a secret... or should they?

- "Has he ever touched you?" - "Is that your only concern?" - "That definitely is one of my concerns, doll. Now answer ME." ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She was moments away from saying "I do" - dressed in pure white and trembling with anticipation until Rex Knight walked in. Her groom fell first, blood blooming like a nightmare across the altar. The next bullet was a warning. For her. He didn't come to stop the wedding. He came to reclaim what's always been his. How dare she stand dressed in white for another man. A mistake. That one he had to correct with a bullet. ❣ But here they are - love drowned in blood, lust laced with history, and only one way forward. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She's the servant's daughter. Sweet & untouched. He's the arrogant mafia prince who turned her sweetness into his favourite muse... much before they both could even understand these things! ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ "Marry me. Now," he ordered. She stared up at him, her heart hammering like a trapped thing in his daunting presence, "No... n-not until I breathe," she whispered. His sly smirk widened. How he loved this new side of his little Ela.. his precious doll! ❣❣❣ →Dark romance!! Reader discretion is mandatory X

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK