He's a killer with no heart. She's the girl with too much of one. Michael Jackson is the cold-blooded mafia king, feared across cities. Ruthless. Untouchable. Addicted to power and women, but never love. Until her. Layla is everything he's not-soft, sweet, and far too innocent for his world. She believes there's good in everyone... even in monsters like him. But when she's kidnapped by Michael's enemies, the devil in him awakens. What starts as a rescue turns into obsession that he try so hard to deny. And Michael's not the kind of man who lets go. Can love melt a heart made of stone? Or will she just become his favorite possession? ______________ This story contains sensitive themes including sexual assault, rape, self-harm, depression, sexual content, violence, and murder. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to any of these topics, please read with caution or prioritize your mental well-being first. ❤️

Hi all! I know a lot of you love this book, and I have been horribly depriving you of updates for like four years now. I'm so sorry, life has just been crazy, and I've just gotten older, haha. That said, with age and college, I have developed my writing skills and decided that revisiting this book to fix it would be fun. I re-read it not too long ago, and while I absolutely love it, I see a lot of room for improvement, and here I am now to do that. I didn't want to publish an entirely new book and cause confusion, so I'm adding the edited versions of the chapters to the original. Some of the plot will change as well (just for realism purposes) and if you want, you always have the option to go back and read the OG, but from now on, all new updates to the book will be fresh, new, revised, and edited chapters of existing chapters, then after that, I'll add on with new stuff. I hope you guys enjoy, and if you have any questions, please feel free to ask! Enjoy!! Original Description: If you know about the mini series called "Daddy" in my Michael Jackson Imagines book, then you have any idea of what this might be. THIS IS NOT DDLG (daddy dom little girl) Rose is just a little... slow 💔 Forget any of those things happened in the daddy series, pretend that's a different universe. This is the same people, same names, same roles. Just different story content. If you're confused, please let me know and I'll try and help you : ) Updates will be slow, I like to take my time to make sure what I'm writing is of reading quality. I love all of you ❤️

This story is based on Michael Jackson as a gangster. He is not famous in this book. Michael is the type of guy who doesn't care about anyone or anything. Until he meet Laura.

I felt eyes on me and I looked to my left to see Michael grinning at me. "What?" He didn't say anything at first but raised his eyebrows and looked down at the weapon on the arm rest. "Ms. Tina tough knuckles single handly shot out the window with one foot on the gas? Slid under a closing door AND fired at someone on the floor? That's some Issa Faust X Black Widow vibes. You executed that perfectly." He complimented me. I couldn't help but to grin too. My cheeks were hot and I nodded my head. "Well, Mr. Billy Badass was my accomplice in crime. If James Bond, Jason Bourne and John Wick had a skilled love child that name would go to you." I said nudging him in the side. "Oh are you so serious?" He laughed. "Yes I'm so serious!" _________ Twenty-two-year-old Tessa Blake moved across town for one reason: survival. A tight budget, a tiny apartment, and a quiet security job - that's all she needs. Her rules were simple: • Be polite • Stay out of trouble • Move before New Year's •Get away from her abusive ex boyfriend But Officer Michael Jackson? He makes that impossible. Cold. Controlled. Intimidating. He's everything she swore to avoid - especially when their first interaction ends in a silent standoff and clipped words. But when a surveillance breach leads to a buried conspiracy called Operation Blue Swell, the two are forced to work together. And every line between rivalry and desire begins to blur. He's her superior. She's his weakness. And the deeper they dig, the more dangerous the truth becomes. This isn't just a job anymore. This is espionage, betrayal, and a love neither of them saw coming. 𝐿𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑦 was the rule. But 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 rewrote the mission. #8 in surveillance! 06/27/25 #1 in surveillance! 07/09/25-08/11/25 #1 in cinematic! 06/29/25-07/31/25 #8 in operation! 06/29/25 #2 in operation! 07/09/25 #4 in cybercrime! 07/08/25 #3 in femininepower! 07/01/25 #1 in femininepower! 09/24/25 #1 in MichaelJackson!

Bad era. -1987 🔥 We were Both students at the University I was an Model and he was an Average guy who also got bullied for being lonely all the time and being distance from other people, well at least thats what i thought. What happens when The bullied Student reveals his true self ? Someone i never thought that i will share my life with forever. * this is my first michael jackson fanfic. i write this book with passion and love and pure imagination. I hope you will like it as much as i do ! Enjoy reading !! And please share you thoughts. Much love ❤️

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.

"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25

𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 ⠀⠀ ╱⠀ 'michael⠀⠀⠀ JACKSON⠀⠀⠀[ . . . ] ⠀⠀⠀ ❨ ִׄ 𝖏𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗀𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖺 桑. · 𝐥℣. ℕ𝖨𝖦𝖧𝕋. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ( michael jackson romance fic. ) ᨳ ׄ ׅ ꒰ 𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑡ã𝑔𝑒 只⠀　✦　˚ Deep in my enemy I find my lover;

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ part 1: THRILLER & THRAD era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected and (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1983 grammys night.

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