a book that contains rare pics of michael jackson

19 year-old Alondra Cade didn't start out being homeless. The tragic death of her parents left her all alone. It forced her to drop out of college. She was too depressed to keep up with her rent, and her landlord kicked her out to the streets. Her current residence is a cardbord box and the corner of Daytona Way. What makes it worse, is that the hurricane season is approaching quickly and she's stuck where she is. Through one day of rain, a tall man came up late into the night to hand her box and handed her a glorious KFC bucket. And that was the start of something beautiful...

Maybe Marlon and Tonya's feelings for eachother run a little deeper than they thought.

Thanks for all of the reads and votes!!❤ Skye, a 17 year old, has made a wish on her birthday cake and her wish comes true. All the Michaels from her posters came to life, and they all love her. But Skye, only loves one of them. Each era has to prove how much they love her to win her. Who will she pick? Read to find out!! ⚠WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS MAY INCLUDE INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE OR SEXUAL CONTENT. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK⚠ Enjoy the Fanfic, Comment, and vote!!🍎 <Completed Story>

After a one night stand, a normal everyday woman finds out that she's pregnant with the King of Pops baby. Choosing to keep it a secret, she raises the child as a single parent... but just when she thinks everything is going fine an old friend pops back into her life, risking the safe haven that she had built for her son, and potentially taking both of them out of the only life they know. Will old wounds heal, and can they forgive past mistakes? And how will Michael cope with sudden Fatherhood to a child he never even knew he had? Highest rankings #1 in MichaelJackson ⭐️ #1 in KOP ⭐️ #2 in Moonwalker ⭐️

Y/n never meant to become obsessed with Michael Jackson. What started as harmless nostalgia quickly turned into sleepless nights, endless interviews, and grief for a man she never even met. But after hearing his final recorded words one late night in 2019, everything changes. She wakes up inside the Carolwood mansion on June 25th, 2009, the day Michael Jackson dies. With only two hours before history repeats itself, Y/n is thrown into a house filled with anxious staff, closed doors, and a tragedy nobody else sees coming. Saving him should be simple. So why does it feel impossible?

"Maybe some stars are meant to be admired from a distance. Even if it's a lonely view." Himiko Dwight lives for Michael Jackson. As a devoted super fan, she pours her heart into her diary, documenting every televised glimpse and every impossible wish to meet her idol face-to-face. While a real-life encounter feels like a distant dream, her diary is about to record an entry she never thought possible: the most beautiful day of her life.

She went to Michael Jackson's concert expecting one unforgettable night. She didn't expect him to notice her. One glance from the stage turns into backstage passes, midnight phone calls and a man who suddenly wants to know everything about her. At first, it feels like a dream. Until Mai realizes Michael isn't just interested. He's watching. He's waiting. And he doesn't seem ready to let her go.

In 2099, humanity is a relic. In a cold, emotionally dead world of survival, 19 year old Regina is chosen for an impossible mission: travel back to 1981 and alter history to save Michael Jackson. Armed with a false identity and a luxury Los Angeles penthouse, her path to him requires infiltrating the cutthroat music industry from the inside out. But as Hollywood's pressure and dark secrets pull her under, something unexpected happens. The warmth and humanity of the 1980s start to melt her armor. Between late night studio sessions and the mission to save a broken superstar, Regina finds something she never expected to experience in the future: A reason to live.

(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved