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in which a taylor madison grey is the reason behind michael joseph jackson's bright life

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

Y/N has spent her whole life working in a children's home in Los Angeles, dedicating every part of herself to protecting the children in her care. Making them smile, keeping them safe, and shielding them from the kind of pain she knows all too well has become her purpose. Love, however, is something she has always kept at a safe distance. That is, until an unexpected visit from Michael Jackson turns her carefully controlled world upside down. Drawn into a life she never imagined, Y/N is forced to confront the walls she has built around her heart. But can she learn to trust again, to be vulnerable, and to accept love - especially when it comes from the most famous man in the world? Or will her past prove too powerful to let her fall for him?

Things happen and people change. But can we all forgive and forget? Melinda Newton lived a pretty good life. She was exceptionally good at school, had a great heart, and best of all met her one true love early on. However, her true love might not as true as she thought when she finds out she's pregnant. What happens when a secret that Melinda hid so well finally comes out? She quickly realizes how hard it is to share your love with the rest of the world, especially when he's Michael Jackson. What happens when Melinda finally realizes how opaque his world really is? Can all the mistakes made be reversed?

In 1981 Los Angeles, aspiring immigration lawyer Eliana Alves balances law school with working as Quincy Jones's trusted assistant, grateful to the man who became family after her mother's death. While witnessing the creation of music history in the recording studio, she finds herself at odds with Quincy's enigmatic collaborator, Michael Jackson. Convinced he dislikes her, Ellie struggles to make sense of his guarded behavior - unaware that first impressions can be as misleading as they are unforgettable. But the more time they spend together, the more Ellie begins to question everything she thought she knew about Michael - and herself. With fame, ambition, and secrets standing between them, one thing becomes clear: sometimes, the person you think you understand the least is the one who changes your life the most. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── This story contains potentially triggering material such as violence, sexuality, domestic abuse, and other mature themes. "Glory" is a work of fiction and is for entertainment purposes only.

She didn't expect the call. No name. No explanation. Just a job that felt too important to be real. He was already becoming something the world was starting to notice. A voice on the radio. A name people would soon remember. But in the quiet moments between rehearsals and rising fame, he wasn't a star yet. Just a young man trying to finish something that never quite felt finished. And then she arrived. A bodyguard who wasn't like the others. Strong. Quiet. Always watching, never asking too many questions. They were supposed to keep things professional. Stay distant. Stay in control. But some connections don't follow rules. He started seeing her in places she wasn't supposed to exist- in thoughts, in silence, in dreams he couldn't explain. And she started noticing something too. That maybe the job wasn't just about protecting him. Maybe it was about not losing herself while doing it. As fame grew louder, their world only got smaller. And somewhere between music, pressure, and late-night studio sessions... They stopped being just a client and a guard. But neither of them said it out loud. Not yet.

𝓞𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 (n). The version of someone that exists in your memory. ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎❛ It-It's almost like a photo you don't remember being in. ❜‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆 in your life, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 a place. ﹝𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿 graphic reconstruction: 07 ╱ 22 ╱ 2026﹞ ⠀ ⠀© captaineo 2026 ⠀ ⠀ m. jackson ﹠ oc.

Brooklyn Jaguar is a 17 year old girl with a broken heart and a broken life... could the guy behind the mask be the one to save her??

Isabelle (Belle) Grayson and Michael Jackson have been next-door neighbors and childhood sweethearts since forever. Best friends forever, until one day it all changed. Belle's dad got a job offer in California, and has to leave during winter break. Will their friendship last forever, or will things be different for them when their worlds collide again? I don't own anything of Michael Jackson, no songs, photos, GIFs, etc. I only own my OC character, Isabelle.

A fictional story based on Michael Jackson's hit song, "Billie Jean." The story portrays the life of Billie Jean up to the events of meeting Michael and so on.

"Tell me you don't still love me, I'll leave you alone if you can say that." He questioned. "Mike we're on in forty-five!" I heard a male's voice shout excitedly from behind the door. The sound of live music surrounded us, as the starting act began, and the impact was felt even on the wall I lay on. With us standing so close I could see just how much his coloring had changed since the night we met back in eighty-three. Beneath the warm dressing room lights, his skin glowed against the dark curls hanging around his face, and though he was cleanly shaven, faint pores still showed along his jaw where facial hair would've grown. He was lighter now, softer somehow, but no less beautiful. If anything, it made his features seem even more delicate. For a second his grip slightly loosened giving me enough space to shift just briefly. When he realized I was trying to break free, he refocused and held me just as tightly as before. Though his eyes never left me. I could smell the fresh smell of a shower emanating from his seemingly flawless skin. "Don't you have a show to get ready for?" "Not until you say it." "I don't have to say anything!" I said defiantly. "Damn it woman! Stop being so damn stubborn!" He yelled frustratedly. It was rare to see Michael so upset, and the extremely rare swear word led me to realize the seriousness of his tone. It was as if my shocked expression caused him to snap out of it. I watched as he extended his glare towards the paneled ceiling, exposing his veiny neck while doing so. I contemplated speaking, but decided against it, when he raised his voice it caused a nervous quiver within me. He never did that with me. Never. I didn't want to expose the tears that suddenly threatened to fall. "Can't you see I need you?...I need you."

In which Blythe Larkin and Michael Jackson find something quiet, soft, and entirely their own in a world that never lets them be still or, In which Blythe Larkin gives Michael Jackson the peace he has always needed, and that peace is evermore

after Sam and Adam jumped into the pit, Dean and Billie-Jean have been trying to live a normal life for the past year, they are even expecting their third child. so what will happen when Sam comes back forcing them back into the Hunting life? (I only own my original characters and their storylines)

A short Fanfiction about the fictional Billie Jean, Based on the song by Michael Jackson and on true events.

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I've been obsessed with this adorable pop king. I hope you enjoy reading! By the waaayyy.... Being the obsessive fangirl I am, i'm going to add Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Danny Avidan, Arin Hanson, Dan, and Phil.

The legend himself Darr man senses that the forces in the air has changed , he goes to see what it is , but he finds himself Infront of an ...him.

Michael Jackson, you know the world famous Michael Jackson?? His album Thriller is set for being announced, and he's desperate for a new dance choreographer. When he starts visiting different dance studios to find the perfect choreographer, his eye sparkles for dance teacher and choreographer Skylar Violet. Her long blonde hair, bright blue ocean like eyes and her curvy body draws him in even more. She's perfect, perfect for the job. Does Michael fall for her? Does she fall for him? Do they fall for each other?

'it reminds me of us. but i don't like michael jackson.' in which dallas winston will never confess his love.| lowercase intended