𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘖𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱, '𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 • • • For twenty-nine years, Amelia Johnson's goal was to be the best version of herself that she can ever be. Her desire to be the greatest at all she does traps her in something far more dangerous than she could have imagined. But within her own world and her own protective shell, a name with such gravity can shatter her heart to pieces; Michael Jackson. The uncertainty of her feelings for him makes it unbearable for one heart, perhaps too much for her. (This story is set in the year 1988 | Bad Era - Early Dangerous Era) Word count: 100,000-125,000 start: 01/03/21 end: 08/06/21

⚠️ Copyright © 2019 by IntenseArt. 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❗⚠️ FYI: This story has nothing to do with Tatiana. I just like the fact that Michael is kissing someone, and it sort of portrays what this whole story is about. Samantha is a fun and carefree young lady. She always comes across as very confident, and that is what attracts a lot of guys to her, not to mention she is very pretty. She has only ever been in love once, but had her heartbroken. She promised herself that she would never fall for someone again because she is scared of getting hurt. Sam is not interested in getting in to a relationship, so at the moment she just wants to mess around, and have some fun with no strings attached. Will she let herself fall for someone again, or just get one thing only from men - sex?

(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

In 1985 Los Angeles, she spends her days buried in paperwork and her nights writing songs no one will ever hear. Until one night, she is pushed onto a stage she never wanted to stand on. And in the crowd, a man is watching her. Quiet. Hidden. Unreachable. After the performance, he comes closer. Asks about her music. Her words. Her feelings. What she doesn't know is that he isn't just a stranger in the dark. He is Michael Jackson. And what begins as a chance encounter slowly turns into late-night studio sessions, sleepless nights, and a connection neither of them can explain. Because some people don't meet by accident. Some people find each other in the dark.

Sasha is at her wits end of being in an unhealthy relationship and handing out chances to Michael after all of his lies and games. Using his career as an excuse for his inconsistency and infidelities, He claims he doesn't know "how to love" despite constantly begging for Sasha to stay with him. After drawing the line in the sand and finally calling it quits, Sasha tries to move on and live the life she intended to live. Michael realizes that he really may have lost the one person he can't see himself without; so he makes it his mission to win HER and her TRUST back. If only it works out that way... ***WARNING: X RATED CONTENT

You're the music industry's newest obsession. A rising pop-star whose debut album has turned you into an overnight sensation. You're young, confident, and determined to prove you're more than just "the next big thing", you're fighting to earn your place in an industry that doesn't take newcomers seriously. Michael has been at the top for years. A chart-topping superstar with sold-out tours and a reputation that's become almost as famous as his music. To the public. he has everything: success, fame, and a career most artists only dream of. But after years in the spotlight, he's grown tired of the pressure, the expectations, and the media. When the media begins pitting you two against each other, every interview, award show, and headline fuels a rivalry neither of you asked for. The world is convinced you're enemies. But as your paths continue to cross, you both see past the rumors and public personas. What starts as a bitter rivalry turns into a friendship, and before either of you realize it, something much deeper. Yet with millions of fans watching your every moves, a relationship could cost you both everything you've worked for. best rank: #20 in Michael Jackson

a michael jackson fanfiction. "THE SINCLAIR PROMISE." A stubborn college student shares the face as his designated soulmate. Michael and Eleanor clicked as soon they met. Vowed to protect eachother. But when a sickness hits the town, and gets Eleanor. Michael breaks that promise. He can't protect her. Not from this, at least. Shes hospitalized for months, only people there for her is her son and him. On her death bed she tells her son. "Don't let him grieve by himself. Don't leave him alone. You hear me? I can't protect him anymore. But my bloodline will." Her son, Theodore takes that to heart and makes sure that promise remains unbroken. Years go by, family members check in on Michael, none of them question that rule, and none of them question why he hadn't aged. They just know they have to follow that rule. But then then visits eventually stop. Not knowing the only reason why they stopped was because of a stubborn college girl who refused to fall into that tradition. But is she really stubborn? Or was the universe trying to stop him from seeing his soulmates face again after 200+ years?

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵. A survivor and single mom has faced numerous challenges in her life, including an abusive relationship that left a lasting impact. When a close friend presents her with an exciting opportunity to meet the "BAD" sensational star Michael Jackson, her world takes an unexpected turn. As their paths cross, emotions begin to blossom. Will this be the turning point she needs, or will her past continue to cast a shadow over her future? Can Michael find love at the peak of his career, or will fame and pressure make things too complicated? Find out. Story created via MJFiction.com: Jul 28, 2013 Impressive Rankings: 1 #mj 1 #mjfam 1 #1980s 1 #kingofpop 1 #mjfanfic 2 #michaeljacksonfanfic 2 #badera 3 #love 3 #michaeljackson 4 #mjj 4 #moonwalker 4 #pasttrauma 5 #80s 8 #forbiddenlove 11 #adultromance 13 #celebrity 13 #singer 18 #softromance 22 #healing

Some girls are soft sunshine. Madeleine Cross was moonlight. Beautiful in a way that made people stare too long. Untouchable in a way that made people want to try anyway. Behind her sharp tongue, glamorous life, and haunting blue eyes is a girl still trying to survive the kind of childhood that leaves scars no one can see. Hollywood taught her how to become desired. Loneliness taught her how to become dangerous. Then she meets someone who sees through every carefully built wall. And for the first time in her life, Madeleine has to decide whether love is worth the risk of being destroyed by it.