𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾... Michael's heart was set on one woman, the only person he envisioned spending forever with. But Alas, she could never return his love. Just when he had resigned himself to a life of unfulfilled longing, someone new steps into his world and turns his life upside down. Will it be for the better or will it be for the worse?

Cassie Woods is a personal photographer. By chance, she meets famous pop star, Michael Jackson. On the outside, Cassie is as normal as any other working adult, but behind the face beaming with passion for her career, she hides unhappiness that has haunted her since her childhood and adolescence years ...

In the heart of Gary, Indiana, Valentina and Michael were inseparable childhood friends, bound by laughter and loyalty. But when fame swept Michael away, their worlds drifted apart. Years later, in 1987, a chance encounter brings them back together-and sparks a love neither expected. Now, as the world's biggest entertainer, Michael's life is filled with chaos and challenges, yet Valentina is ready to stand by his side, embracing the frenzy of his fame for a chance to be part of his world. In the shadow of flashing cameras and relentless headlines, can their love survive?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 1987 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 is stepping up in her medical apprenticeship by taking on her mentor's loyal client while the client seems to be taking the music industry and pop culture by storm. But even the biggest stars fall from the sky. While she makes a vow to treat and advise him with just as much care she would for any other patient, the unique, nearly insidious level of 𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻's fame and dedication to his craft threatens the promise. And in a time where all types of addiction run rampant in the average rockstar's life, Mallorie is forced to decide if she will sacrifice her own health and career over Michael's. The decision doesn't come easy, and no amount of knowledge about the human heart could prepare her for the thrilling highs and lows of love they would bring to each other's lives... *Disclaimer: This is a realistic and romantic fanfiction loosely based off of facts from Michael Jackson's life. This story contains mentions of disordered eating, domestic abuse, drug abuse and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

Be his friend. Bear his child. Don't fall in love. That would be weird. Reeling from the wreckage of divorce, 38-year-old Michael Jackson clings to the last thread of a lifelong dream: becoming a father. With Neverland emptied of laughter and trust, he turns to the only person who's never left- his best friend. His quiet constant. And he asks her the impossible. What begins as a promise to carry his child becomes something deeper: carrying his heart, his secrets, and his survival itself. ___ WARNING: Grief, death, traumatic events, implied sex (not graphic.) #1 in #michaeljackson [8.16.25] #1 in #michaeljackson [10.28.25] #1 in #michaeljackson [11.10.25] #1 in #mj [8.10.25] #1 in #90s [11.17.25]

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

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.

Have you ever wondered what would Michael Jackson's life look like if some events didn't happen to him? If he had someone he trusted by his side through everything? Someone that had the power to save him from his tormented life? Hayley "Brit" Thames has the power to change Michael Jackson's future, and without knowing it, he has the power to make her love life again after something terrible happened to her. But nothing is that easy when fate is playing against you. *** "Here! I'm here," I exclaimed, as I found my way through the sea of people, ignoring the fact that my head was more and more aching as time passed by. "Ah, here she is," Carl smiled, and put his hand on my lower back. "Mr. Jackson, please meet Hayley Thames, one of the most passionate doctor I've ever met," he adressed the superstar who had Bethany on his lap. "Pleased to meet you," Michael Jackson smiled, standing up. He offered me his hand for me to shake it. "I've heard only great things about you so far." "I'm glad," I answered back, faking a smile, as the pain in my head was becoming unbearable. "N-Nice to meet you too, sir." At the second my hand made contact with his, my eyes couldn't see, my ears couldn't hear, my limbs couldn't move. It's like I was drowning in an ocean of images of him, of flashes I couldn't understand with people I didn't know. The only thing that seemed to be there, omnipresent, was him, Michael Jackson. It's like I could feel him invading my mind, like he was taking place in there without my approval. And then, nothing. Nothing but darkness.

a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||

They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///