MICHAEL JACKSON never searched for love; at 24, he found enough intimacy and beauty in his craft. The one thing that satisfied him when nothing else could. But what his craft demanded sated him sometimes, and an outlet became necessary when the fine line between art and work blurred. So his disguised and unauthorized trips to Phonograph, when he found the time, became a much-needed release that he cherished greatly. The woman who stood behind the counter most days of the week had his attention instantly. His eyes lingered prudently from beneath the Ray-Bans with silent admiration. But there was no more room for shy regard when she finally approached him, completely unsuspecting until he said all the wrong things and gave himself away. But not only was she absolutely breathtaking--she was casual about his presence, almost unimpressed by his status. She let him exist in this rare state of peace. And that made her all the more remarkable; he had to take the chance before it passed. And soon, he looked forward to Sundays, from their deep conversations about anything to the way she made his heart beat against his chest with just a look. Romance no longer burdened him; surrendering his heart didn't scare him; he welcomed love and let it coexist with his gift. Because she made him realize it was possible. A Michael Jackson story. © All Rights Reserved 18+ Started: March 14, 2023 Finished: tbd.. Work #3 Thriller era Takes place in Los Angeles, CA 1983-2001 Cover made by me via PicsArt Highest Ranking: - #1 in #ThrillerEra - #1 in #InvincibleEra - #5 in #Michael - #6 in #KingOfPop - #2 in #BlackCharacters - #11 in #MJJ - #17 in #BadEra - #55 in #BlackCharacters - #1 in #MJFanFiction - #61 in #MichaelJackson - #61 in #MichaelJJackson - #2 in #HistoryEra

Honorable people had long ago become hard to come by for someone who'd experienced such hardships in life like Moira West had. Isolation was her remedy to being hurt by those who claimed to love her, and that remedy came with an overindulgence in drugs, alcohol, and the sorrow that she wallowed in. Her dreams of becoming a chef never wavered, but addiction and a low self-regard hindered her drive to walk the path to success and happiness, the latter she no longer believed she was worthy of. Michael Jackson, a young single father to a vibrant four-year-old, found himself navigating life with no clear-cut goal for his future. He was unsatisfied with where he stood, what he represented, and wanted more for himself and his daughter. The inevitable fate that came with being affiliated terrified Michael, more and more as lives were lost over irrelevant beef that never justified senseless murder. Moira and Michael's relationship started off unconventional and especially a bit rocky, but time and much-needed intimacy made them see that happiness was attainable if you chased it. A Michael Jackson story. © All Rights Reserved. Started: August 24, 2021 Finished: November 26, 2024 Revamping: In progress... Work #2 Thriller era Takes place in Chicago, IL 2020-2022 Cover made by me via PicsArt Highest Rankings: - #15 in #Illinois - #17 in #SaveBlackCharacters - #33 in #MJJ - #2 in #MJFanFiction

𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙚𝙧𝙖 • 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟏 - 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟑 ❝𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐌, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄. ❞ +~+~+ Iɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ Sᴇʀᴀғɪɴᴀ Pʀɪᴍʀᴏsᴇ ғɪɢʜᴛs ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴏɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴍᴀ ʙᴀʟʟᴇʀɪɴᴀ. 2023. 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘫_ ©

𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙧𝙖 • 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟗-𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎 "...𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯'. 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺?" 𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘴 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴' 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. 2022. 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘫_ ©

"Why did you two break up? If you don't mind me asking." "Because I'm poison." "Poison?" "Yes. Which means I'm not good for you." Poi•son - a substance that is capable of causing the illness of a living organism when introduced and absorbed.

It's 1988. Lauren Porter is a 24 year-old living in New York. She feels like the unluckiest person in the World because she missed the opportunity to go see Michael Jackson during the Bad Tour. When given an exciting opportunity, an interesting door opens for Lauren. She is exposed to the craziness of love and lust, being caught in an unintentional triangle. Will Lauren get a happy ending, or will she remain tangled and torn?

What would you do if you fell in love with a man destined to die? What if there was a way to make him enjoy life again even in the face of death.... Terminal takes you on an emotional rollercoaster and leaves you with the message...."Smile even though your heart is breaking..." Copyright © 2023 by ScorpionMisfit27 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.

Money, sex, power, revenge- These are the things that make the world go round in Encino. Althea Jackson has just married into one of the most prominent families in the West coast music scene. Behind the paragon of black excellence lies a web of secrets and deceit kept under lock and key by the most powerful of Jacksons. Naiveé to the world of the elite, Althea must adjust with Michael by her side. MJFFA 2022- "Best Thriller Era Fanfic" winner ✨

The beeping of the machines I was linked to only increased my state of panic, as a nurse put an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. It was hard for me to breathe at that point, as I didn't understand what was happening to me. I tried my best to identify the faces around me, but I didn't recognize any, and it only made me more nervous as seconds went by. I wasn't able to stay still, as my whole body was shaking with fear. Electricity was coursing through every single nerve of my body. "Page Dr. Moseley!" one of the nurse that injected me Lorazepam in my IV exclaimed. "Ma'am, you're at the hospital, we've got you," she told me, looking down at me. I felt the substance take effect within a minute, and soon it was easier for me to breathe. I looked at the three nurses around me, and they all looked at me as if I was some kind of ghost. The one on my right asked her colleague to call my relatives, and a rush of relief invaded me at the mention of my family. As she was about to leave the room, I grabbed her hand, not wanting to be alone anymore. I looked at her with tears filled eyes, unable to speak at that point. She gave me a small smile, and patted the back of my hand to give me comfort. "Alright, I'll stay with you," she reassured, as I breathed in and out the oxygen mask on my face. "Your family should be here soon, you won't be alone." I nodded slowly, as tears fell from my eyes. I wasn't able to speak a word, because I was too scared that if I did, I would compromise my return to the real world. I didn't know for sure that any of this was real, if I was actually back from this horrible world I was stuck in. When the door of the room opened, a doctor came in, looking down at what I understood was my chart. He looked from the paper to me, and a smile appeared on his face. "Welcome back," he greeted, as he approached my bed.

No one understood the crippling effects and highs of fame like Maranda Parker...The lengths that those closes to her will go through just for a hit of that fame high. It burdened her life and her heart that was until she met...Michael Jackson the only other person who can understand her...Unfortunately Hollywood don't always make for a happy ending.... Can these two fight for a love that they hope can stand through all the weathers of fame or will they drown in the scandals, the lies, the deceit, and the dangers of the tabloids and those closes to them? Copyright © 2019 by ScorpionMisfit27 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.