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MJJ Imagine No. 18 A moment in time in your imaginary life with Michael Jackson. This is the first Michael Jackson dream I've had, which was short, that I agreed to turn into an imagine. My dream in a nutshell: I was covering for a friend in which I was supposed to spend the day observing Michael and then interviewing him that night. I recall his assistant was none to pleased I was around and I also felt like I was being ignored by Michael. That hurtful feeling of being ignored actually stuck with me for a few months which I found to be strange because dreams don't bother me like that. My friend told me I should think about writing it down and out of that came this imagine. The reflection by "you" while at the pond is actually my dream. Will Michael continue to ignore "you"?

summer 1988. i just was an ordinary 25 year old girl from london. i also imagined my life as a journalist to be somehow more exciting. i thought i could travel alot. but i always just sat there in my office... everyday. i also didn't know what i was imagining. that as a new jounalist i can travel directly around the world? yes, maybe. but of course i didn't work like that. it went like that for long. but then my first big job came: traveling to los angeles and looking for some celebrities to interview. morten harket, madonna, george michael, whitney houston, michael jackson?? i was so excited. that was what i wanted to do my whole life. i was so ready! but i never could've dreamed that i would find the love of my life in la. a celebrity. the biggest star in the whole world. NEW CHAPTERS: every wednesday & every saturday 8pm ( european time / cet ) 4pm ( american time / est ) 11am ( american time / pst ) hi! thank you for reading my first own ff about michael. i'd appreciate feedback per dm on instagram (michaelsbilliejeannn) or just a ranking here on wattpad. i'm emilia, i'm from germany & i'm an mj fan since october 2020 and i love him so much.. he's my everything. and that's why i'm writing a fanfiction :) love, emilia <3

It was the drunk diver who started it. With one swerve killed both my parents and sent me and my brother into some foster place. Then it was that fever. They did nothing. They couldn't do anything, it was to late, my brother was gone. Now I wander the streets of Japan with a new look, new name, new title, and a new life. Not a pretty one, and definitely not a clean one, but it's all I got. With my only two friends at my side and my scythes in my hands I'm fine. Well I was, until I met a boy who changed everything. I hate him. He made me rethink my whole life. The things I do and why I do them. Because of him my whole life was turned upside down and now I don't know where to go or where I even am. Because of this boy, wounds reopen. Truths revile, and lies open up from my past to haunt my every step. I hate that boy, but...at the same time I don't. Can I really? I mean, can a person like me, who's done such wrong and has felt such pain really, I mean really...fall in love? ____________________________________________________________________________ Maria Case lives an awful life. Her only friends are two shinigamis. One who is her's and another who as been banished from her home. With shinigami eyes and a death note Maria is equipped to end her parents, but they die before she can do it. After losing her little brother to disease Maria decides she's done with life in America. She then hops the next flight to Tokyo Japan where she, Ciro, and Kenyo set up a new life. At first, everything is fine, but when the now Luna meets some weird detectives while working on an even weirder case she starts to rethink everything. Luna is forced to weigh experience and love, and moral and duty. Also, when her past and all her locks and chains begin to loosen how will Luna react, and more importantly, how will the world react?

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 #MJFanFiction - #2 in #Michael - #4 in #Jackson - #6 in #KingOfPop - #5 in #MJJ - #17 in #MichaelJJackson - #61 in #MichaelJackson

INTRODUCTION: Missing person reports were just piling up one after another these days. But none of the victims were found alive. After the killer got what he wanted from victim's family, the next day person would be found dead. People are starting to move out from the city. It's gotten worse as hours passed. Phones are ringing at the police stations and 911 calls are getting more and more desperate. Not many things were found out about this town's killer. But, the way people are describing him- yes him- shows that they all see him as an old man called the Gentleman. He got this name from the way he puts his deceased victims bodies. Lying on their back, carefully placed, hair brushed and clean, face without any makeup, but covered with black veil, white nightie with small bouquet in their arms that are placed on their chest. Beautifully horrific sight if you ask me. They all appeared to be women in their early or mid 20s, brunettes with blue eyes, skinny and average height. The Gentleman is described as someone in his late 30s or early 40s, is into art, but mostly sculptures as he shows by placing his victims in recognizable positions. On most of dead women's necks could be seen small tattoos that were assotiated with life and death- butterfly with its wings painted like skull. That was all that we knew of the Gentleman until something happened few days ago...

This family is hailed as the perfect family by almost everyone in their community. They seem to have it all: a tight bond, wealth, recognition, respect. And with the man of the house running for mayor of the city with a high chance of winning, things can only get better. Right? Well, things start taking a turn for the worst when the family's youngest member goes missing. The family tries their best to find him but then a discovery leaves them with devastating and heartbreaking news. Detectives commence their investigation to solve the case and bring the family some comfort but, little by little, things start falling apart for each of them. As old secrets get exposed and past issues come back to haunt, things seem to not be getting better and it is revealed that this family is not as perfect as they appear to be after all. With the fast-growing attention from the media, will they be able to keep it together and keep their perfect image intact? Or will people finally see them for who they really are? In any case, it is revealed that all is not well within the family behind the smoke and mirrors. They try to move on from the tragedy of their loss but things just continue to get worse for them as their whole world starts to crumble and the family deteriorates. They are in for a big surprise when they eventually realize that the people around them are not who they appear to be. It's a matter of being deceived by the people they trusted. Go on a journey with these characters as they experience highs and lows in this suspenseful psychological thriller. Be there with them as they try to cope with their grief, and also learn about their dark past before they made it to the top. Additionally, find out the flaws of each character as well as the secrets that they keep to themselves. With all the twists and turns throughout, by the end of this journey, you'll be wondering about everyone around you and ask yourself: Who are these people really?

6 years ago, MJ Phoenix Lopez witnessed her parents' murder. She never wanted to be involved with it, so she ran away and didn't look back. Years have gone by. She's was reported missing and her parents' murderer has never turned up. The cases aren't closed, but there isn't an investigation. Until one day, a detective knew something wasn't right and decided to continue looking into the case. Now, MJ who's now Jessa Serenity Silvester-Cooper, has been found. She had been with a new family, under a fake name so her real identity would be a secret. She now wanted to be part of the case and went back to her hometown to solve this mystery. And what happened? Secrets were revealed, many windows got broken and things spun out of control. ======= (Written in third person)

*UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING* My back slammed against the wall, knocking the air out of my lungs. The skin on my back was raised in goosebumps from the temperature of the rough wall. I couldn't even feel myself breathe anymore as the air was hitched in my throat. "Oh doll, why'd you back up? Are you scared of me?" he states with a newly found grin on his face. "You should be." WARNING: Mature Content - A TON OF SMUT - Situations on cruelty and violence - References to drugs and alcohol

"Hello?" I asked the man standing in front of me. I was taken back by how much he resembled me. Well, how much I resembled him. I took a second to take in the similarities. Same eyes: Check Same hair: Sort Of Freckles: Check I stared at him curiously. "Hello, Zaria." He said kindly. "Who are you?" I asked. "I'm your father." "But I'm not Luke Skywalker." I said returning to the funeral home. What had I just done? The man who left me when I was an infant just came back to claim me as his and all I could do was make a joke. I so don't need this right now! ~~~~~~~~ Zaria is just a normal girl. Well, that all changes when her father decides to claim her as his. At her mom's funeral. Zaria wants to go through high school normally. Make true friends, and have some fun. But no. Everyone just has to find out she's the daughter of a billionaire. Mostly because her half-brother, Luke, decides to tell everyone who Zaria truly is. Well, I guess Luke gets some karma to later on... ;) and let's not forget Michael. The player that gets played... (Please don't copyright. Written by: GraceForever1234)

MJJ Imagine No. 20 A few moments in your imaginary life with Michael Jackson. This is the second Michael Jackson dream I've had, also a short dream, which I turned into an imagine. My dream in a nutshell: I was meeting my parents for lunch to discuss a new bible study course being held. After lunch, I was the last in the parking lot and as I was driving out a little girl decided to walk out in front of me. That little girl turned out to be Paris Jackson. The next thing I know, Michael and I are talking and then he's giving me a tour of the house he's staying at. Then we're playing with Prince and Paris and the next thing I know, I've stayed over and it's now the next morning and I'm getting ready for the four of us to go to church together. It was a pretty strange dream that of course made all the sense in the world while I was asleep. LOL Do "you" strike up a conversation with Michael? Does he invite "you" back to his house to get to know "you"?