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𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 by mjswhisperer
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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.
You're Not My Kind Of Girl | ZARIA by brandybeebomb
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After the unfortunate events during the shooting of the 1984 pepsi commercial Michael befriends an unlikely girl in the hospital. And there starts the beginning of their very tumultuous journey.
Forever│Michael Jackson by mjjmagic
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In the heart of the summer of 1970, Michael Jackson and Madeline Winters met, and at once, the children became inseparable. Underneath that summer sun, an imperishable connection blossomed between them; a connection that, across their passage to adulthood, never once withered. It's now 1984. Despite leading quite separate lives, Michael and Madeline remain as close as ever. However, Michael struggles with a vast secret that he has hidden from a very oblivious Madeline since the age of thirteen: He is, in every way, in love with her. Since Madeline seems to not feel for him as he feels for her, he hides his love for her out of the fear that, in the wake of its reveal, his cherished relationship with her would be ruined. Thus, he sacrifices what he longs for most. He endures his pent-up love for her, in spite of its unbearable pain, for the assurance that she will remain by his side. When he suffers from a scarring accident while shooting a Pepsi commercial, however, the terror of almost losing him unshackles certain emotions for Madeline that she had been, unconsciously, battling to suppress for quite some time.
Find Me a Girl | MJ FF by Offthewallbby
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True connection often lies in the most unexpected places.
The Biker Next Door by mjswhisperer
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She was just trying to keep her life simple. wake up, go to work, and come home to peace and quiet in her little house on the corner. But peace packed its bags the moment he pulled up next door, dragging in loud music, leather jackets, and the growl of a motorcycle that shook the street. She hadn't even seen his face yet, but she felt him. Heard the sound of his boxes hitting the porch, the low rumble of his voice through the walls, the crackle of something new in the air. So she dusted off her old diary, something she hadn't touched since she was a girl, and started writing again just to make sense of the storm settling in next door. But when she finally laid eyes on him? Whew. Tall, lean, and fine enough to make a woman forget her prayers. He had trouble written all over him, Sultry eyes, long nights, the kind of eyes that undressed her from his porch without saying a single word. And when their eyes locked for the first time? It was like the South stood still. She knew better than to fall for a man like that. He wasn't her type. He wasn't her plan. But something about him pulled at her like heat off the pavement in July-slow, rising, and impossible to ignore. Now every glance is a dare. Every night, a temptation. And that old diary? It's filling up faster than she can stop her heart from racing. Because sometimes love don't come in a perfect package. Sometimes, it moves in next door with a loud bike and a past nobody wants to talk about. And sometimes? It sees you before you even know you've been seen.
Tidbits of 𐒄Ꭵ𐒨𐒅λ𐒢Ꮣ by Offthewallbby
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Step in. The universe of Michael awaits.
1933│Michael Jackson by mjjmagic
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It's the year 1933. On the dim, jazz-filled streets of New York City, vampires and human beings live side by side for the first time in history. Their peace is enforced by the notorious Michael "MJ" Jackson, the head of the vampire gang that controls the city. When a war that threatens the welfare of humans begins to loom in the shadows, however, MJ's power is threatened for the first time in his life. Escaping a grim past, Leila Winslet is a new human resident of the city. When she one day crosses paths with MJ, she soon finds herself swept up into a world that she is warned about engaging in. A budding romance with the vampire boss of New York becomes the center of her world, however, and there is no pulling her from him - even amidst the threat of war. Together, MJ and Leila must solve tragic mysteries, uncover forgotten histories, and conquer harrowing fears to protect the peace that their city stands for. It's the year 1933. And on the dim, jazz-filled streets of New York City, a vampire man and a human woman create hope - even as the shadows slowly close in on them.
Jaded | Michael Jackson Fan Fiction | 18+ by thesusiesjointz
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Touré knew she couldn't stay in Sierraville; there was too much heartbreak there. She'd left her hometown and everything that came with it and hadn't looked back. Now, after twelve years of excuses, her family isn't taking no for an answer. Obligated to go back for her grandmother's "moonstone birthday celebration," she prepares to face her past-and face her past she does. Michael "Spade" Jackson tried the love thing twice-once with his first love Jade, and a second time with his shotgun bride of nine months. Now he's sworn off love unless it involves his daughter. He doesn't need it. After taking over his father's construction company, he has everything he needs in a town as small as Sierraville. He's settled, and after it's taken him so long to get to this point, he doesn't care to run into any unwelcome distractions. But speak of the devil and she will appear.