In the year 2099, humanity is barely alive. The world is cold, robotic, and emotionally dead. People survive instead of living, and nineteen-year-old Regina knows that better than anyone. After a lifetime of trauma, loneliness, and loss, she's suddenly chosen for a mission that sounds impossible: travel back to 1981 and save Michael Jackson from the tragic fate history already wrote for him. But blending into the past won't be easy. With a fake identity, a luxury penthouse in Los Angeles, and a carefully planned path into the music industry, Regina must become a rising star before she can even get close to Michael. Fame, pressure, dangerous secrets, and the darker side of Hollywood slowly pull her deeper into a world she was never supposed to belong in. The problem? The more Regina experiences the warmth, beauty, and humanity of the 1980s... the less she wants to return to the future she came from. And somewhere between music, late-night studio sessions, fame, and saving a broken superstar, Regina might accidentally find the one thing she never had before: A reason to live.

"Dammit Danielle, don't you realise what you do to me? I find myself yearning for the one thing I can't have: you. And it's driving me insane." 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 now finding her voice. Set between the thriller and bad era.

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.

Catalyna Jade is an old-money princess desperate for freedom from her family's control. As the youngest sibling, she's been told what to do and how to do it her entire life. But when a promise made years ago forces her into an arranged marriage with the cold-hearted killer, Braxton Kanu, her life takes a dangerous turn she never saw coming.

Jasani Bennett has lost everything - his baby mama to an overdose, his faith in women, and now his home. All he has left is his four-year-old son, Sincere, and the cold streets of Chicago in December. When the snow turns to freezing rain, Von's pride nearly costs them shelter until Jailyn Wilson, a stylist stuck in Chicago for the holidays, sees them outside as she's driving back to her Airbnb. Against her better judgment, she lets them in for the night. What was supposed to be one night turns into days as Jasani struggles with his trust issues and Jailyn struggles with her loneliness. The tension builds as she teaches Sincere the joy of Christmas while slowly breaking through Jasani's walls. But the question is - will Von let go of his pain and accept that maybe, Christmas didn't just come to Chicago, it came to save him?

Fazion Creed was the wildfire of the Creed brothers-the youngest, the most reckless, the one who swore up and down that love would never catch him. He thrived on chaos, fast nights, faster women, and the freedom of never answering to anybody's soft feelings. In his own words, he was born a bachelor and planned to die one, no matter who crossed his path. But fate has a wicked sense of humor. One impulsive night with his brother's wife's best friend flips his entire world upside down. What was supposed to be nothing more than heat and adrenaline becomes the moment that stalks him, haunts him, rewires him. Suddenly the man who lived for the streets and the spotlight finds himself thinking about things he's never let himself want-forever, loyalty, a woman he can't shake even when he tries. Fazion was never looking for love... But love found him anyway, and it refuses to let go. Armani Rose is a full-time respiratory nurse with a soft heart, sharp instincts, and a ride-or-die loyalty that makes her the perfect best friend to Rumi and an even better godmother to their little one. She works hard, loves harder, and keeps her world clean and steady... until one reckless birthday night knocks her balance clean out of her hands. What should've been a harmless "one time and never again" slip-up turns into Fazion Creed tattooing himself onto her reality. She swore she'd forget him by sunrise, but he keeps showing up-leaning in her doorway like he owns the place, sliding into her days, popping up in her space with that wild grin like she already belongs to him. He's claiming her without permission, pushing past every boundary she tries to rebuild, refusing to give her the distance she swears she needs. Armani doesn't know whether to cuss him out, run away, or let him keep pulling her into the fire he carries in his chest. Because Fazion isn't budging. And deep down, she's not sure she wants him to.

Rumi "Rue" Monroe was a girl who grew up too quick and too soon. When her parents died, all she had left was herself, her overworked aunt, and bills they could never quite outrun. Fresh out of a relationship after catching her man in bed with another woman, Rue is exhausted working herself to the bone, drowning in responsibilities, and done with men altogether. She keeps her head down, minding her business, praying life gives her something better than struggle and disappointment. She isn't looking for love, danger, or anything that can break her again. Until she meets him. Nazir "Naz" Creed is the coldest man in the city a quiet storm with a reputation that speaks louder than he ever needs to. Running the streets with his brothers built him an empire people fear and respect in equal measure. Naz moves with precision, loyalty, and violence when necessary, and he's never cared about much outside money, power, and keeping his circle alive. But then he sees Rue. What starts as a chance encounter turns into a collision neither of them can walk away from. Rue's sweetness clashes with Naz's darkness, her broken hope meets his guarded heart, and suddenly the city's coldest man finds himself warming to the one girl who wasn't looking for him in the first place. And the streets? The streets don't like when the wrong people start caring about each other.

[COMPLETED] "Theodore?" He snaps his head back to me and gives me a small smile. "Where have you come from?" I repeat myself. "Bad people." He mumbles and shuffles closer to me. "Safe here?" I pursed my lips and then nodded my head. "You're safe here." Eden Rose, a successful business owner, finds a strange man in front of her house in the middle of the night. Theodore Thomas was taken as a baby and used as an experiment his whole life. He finally escapes and stumbles across Eden Rose, who he happens to take quite a liking too. #1 in cute on 5th of March #15 in romance on 5th of May #1 in bwwm on 26th of May

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)