"I-I never stopped loving you, you know..." I softly croak out, my eyes connected with the floor. "No matter how bad you hurt me, I just can't stop loving you, Michael." "I'm sorry for hurting you, Ariana. I really am. I know there's nothing that I can do to change what I did but I just can't stop loving you either." He inches closer to me. My eyes flutter and I'm still very woozy from chugging down all those mouthfuls of tequila but no amount of alcohol could get me as drunk as I feel when I'm with Michael. "I love you so much, it hurts." I admit while staring into Michael's chocolate brown orbs. He leans in so close to the point where if either of us made a move, we'd be kissing again. "I forgive you, Michael." I state. "For everything, I just want to move on, I just need you to let me love you." ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️- this story does contain smut, mature themes and language, if any of those trigger you, please do not read.

{ Highest Ranking tags: #2 mjfam #2 TheKingOfPop, #3 alcapone} • Won Best Alternative Universe FanFic in the 2020 MJFA'S BOOK ONE: He pounds his fist against the wall that I stood in front of. His heavy breathing fills my ears as I know he can hear my own breathing. Time slowly went by before he came closer near my hair, his nose nearby the top of my ear. "Please, don't you ever risk your life for my own. A man like myself don't deserve it. I had in the past hurt you with my actions. Just please don't ever do that again..." he whispers softly into my ear before he broke down into tears. "I can't lose you...." he chokes out. Description is only in first person point of view as the entire story like my others are all in third ❤️ _____ ______ This is an A.U. It is an alternate universe from reality. Real events from reality will not take place in this story as this is an alternative universe. Michael will NOT be similar to the actual Michael that we all know and love. If you don't like these type of stories, don't read it. --- Started on December 22nd, 2018 Ended on May 10th, 2020 Construction began on August 23rd, 2019 and completed editing on February 17th, 2020

She looked me deep in the eyes She's touchin' me so to start She says, "There's no turnin' back." She trapped me in her heart... He was blinded by her beauty...In love with her since their days in New York...She was in his every fiber but to her he was just her best friend's kid brother.... But to him she was his everything...A goddess...A beauty that he just had to have no matter what it cost him or her..... Get ready to learn the exciting and twisted tale of Dirty Diana where falling in love was never part of the plan especially with a younger man.... Copyright © 2019 by ScorpionMisfit27 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.

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Michael, a world renowned ambassador of pop music and a crossover of pop, r&b, and soul. Some call him a connoisseur, a "magician with luminescent grace", but yet none of these compliments matter. They were no match for the beauty who sat perched each night against the left wing of the stage, blowing him kisses each glance they shared. She was and is his world. She is his everything. "The very reason I breathe", He explains. Jesse Edmond, a dreamer with a philosophy of "When they say you can't, nod and silently prove them wrong", Her philosophy is always designated as the main being of her success. "A dancer with the poise of a gazelle" most compliment her. But just the same as Michael, the opinions of others were irrelevant to the opinion of his. He broke her fall. He kissed her bruises. He gave her breath. He is the very reason she breaths. "Without Michael there is no Jesse. He is apart of me. End of story" She explains. Being in love is never easy. There's no road map telling you which path to take. There is no key to tell you what you are exactly searching for. It's just a puddle that you have to step into. When you do find love, you have to learn how to hold on. Know when to let go. Know when to keep holding on. Michael and Jesse are two souls that are meant to be, right? Between the pressure of Michael's fame and Jesse's career as a professional dancer, pieces of their puzzle don't always exactly match. Michael and Jesse like many others, loose the picture to the puzzle, but when they find the pieces and the puzzle emerges, is it the picture they hoped for?

Attractive, prestigious, allergic to commitment and cursed with a past he can't escape... Michael, is a devil with a face of an angel, to whom life hasn't always smiled but has done whatever he wanted when he wanted. After his fathers death, he must take the reins of his company. Then he meets Alejandra, a nice young woman, with a free spirit full of life, adventure and passion, with whom he is instantly infatuated. A man with an icy exterior, secrets to discover and irrepressible attraction are the perfect cocktail for destruction. But... What is life without challenges?

For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California "Do you like being a bodyguard?" "Yeah-It pays good." Michael peered at her through his peripheral vision. "Do you like being a film director's wife?" He mumbled out, his voice barely above a whisper. Bringing his hand up to his face he brushed a few strands of curly hair away. Salma exhaled from her mouth harshly. She glanced up, her face tensing. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered, nodding her head along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up and her lips curled into a playful grin. "Nice." A soft chuckle left her parted lips as she shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry-I'm not no good with words," she giggled, cupping her hand over her mouth. "No-I'm sorry I asked that-That was a real' stupid question." He cringed, folding his arms across his chest. She brought her hand away from her mouth; bringing up to the ends of her braid. "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she laughed, trailing off towards the end of her sentence. Her eyes lingered down and the pad of her thumb prickled by the dry ends of hair. Staring blankly at the floor; her brows knitted and her lips stretched into a straight line. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2022 All Rights Reserved

?Bad era? He would ask me everytime the same question.. "have you seen Annie?" "Who is Annie?" I asked the Stranger with the white Fedora and Black Curls.. "You Are My Annie" "Oh no you must be wrong im not Annie im Selena..." He came Here every Day looking for A girl Named Annie but there was no Annie Here? Why did he Call me Annie? Who is annie And who is this guy that cant leave me alone and comes Every Night To see me...

⭐Winner of Best Romance in the MJFA'S 2020⭐ ⭐️Won the Triumphant award in the MJFA'S 2022⭐️ ⚠️ 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❗⚠️ Alison has always found it hard to fit in and lacks confidence. Even her mother doesn't think it's normal for a girl of Alison's age to be the way she is, but things change when she moves to university. She learns what it's like to be a grown up, and deals with her problems quietly. It's time to experience new things, the good and the bad, that will completely change her.

Michael Jackson and the person he would've deserved. / set in BAD era / / actual events used for reference /