Dreams of Tomorrow | Michael Jackson
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The Bodyguard (Michael Jackson)
(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
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𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙧𝙖 • 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟕-𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟏 "𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦." 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳-𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘖𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 2021. 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘫_ © 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: #𝟏 𝘪𝘯 𝐦𝐣𝐟𝐚𝐧 #𝟏 𝘪𝘯 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐟𝐩𝐨𝐩 #𝟏 𝘪𝘯 𝐦𝐣𝐣 #𝟐 𝘪𝘯 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫 #𝟑 𝘪𝘯 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 #𝟒 𝘪𝘯 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚Concluída
Jump.
Life was a journey, and Rose was determined to cut the trip short. Little did she know Michael would be the obstacle standing between her and what she thought would be her happiness.Concluída
Dear Michael, This Is It
While raising the twins together, Michael and Shayla have found why they are soulmates and why they can't do this thing called life without each other. Michael helps Shayla produce her first film based on one of her novels, Shayla supports the production of the 25th Anniversary of the Thriller album, and while raising their twins hasn't been easy, it's been the most rewarding for them. Amongst raising the twins and living their lives to the fullest, Michael is approached with doing another tour after not having done one in over a decade and while he doesn't want to do it, he wants to show his children what life was like before they come along... Book VII in the "Dear Michael" series This Is It EraConcluída
When We Were Younger... (Book One) (MJ Fan Fic)
MJAwards 2020 Winner! FINISHED!! {Jackson 5 - The Jackson's Era} "But do you... love me? And not like how you love your fans Michael; I mean... how a boyfriend loves his girl or... a husband loves his wife." ... "I don't exactly know what that type of love is to determine if I do or not." ... ."Well, I think love is when you strive to always see someone happy and be there for them when they are down. Helping them fight each and every battle they have to face. Think about them nonstop, get butterflies when you see them, feel shocks every time they touch you or kiss your lips. They're someone you can't and never want to live without. That's what love is to me anyway." ...after what seemed like an eternity, I feel his soft hands gently grab my face as our lips come together as one. "Then yes." He whispers with his lips brushing against mine. "I love you so much Shanelle."Concluída
Cigarettes and Valentines
"There is not such a thing as regret for me. Everything that happens to us will affect us in a certain way" - Michael G. Clifford ________________________________ My name is Allison Jane Parker and this is the story of how I learned that things will never turn out the way you planned - at least not the most important ones.Concluída
(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
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