you've heard the rumors. you've heard the stories. people disappearing, bodies drained of blood. but the man under the monster isn't at all who you expect. vampire michael au x reader this work is purely fictional but may make references to real events from michael's life

He's the boss and he's the boss in every way. (Story you've probably seen on here before, but it is mine. The other author stole it from me and claimed it as her own. So to protect my story, I have had hers taken down and I'm publishing my story now.)

The neighbor knows his name, but she kinda wishes she didn't.

Detailed imagines of you and Michael together. These imagines will be past tense and read like a narration, kind of like you're walking down memory lane and remembering all the memories you once shared with him. -Different races will be portrayed in this book so that every reader can relate. If there is a specific culture you want me to represent please PM me and tell me about it! - There are also unisex imagines and imagines for boys so everyone can feel included! - Includes explicit content, I will always warn by including (erotic) in the title! *COMPLETED*

She wants romance, but he doesn't want romance. She wants to make love, but he wants to fuck hard. She wants to be a girlfriend, but he doesn't "do the girlfriend thing". "Michael, why are you hiding your feelings from me?! Am I not good enough for you?" "I didn't say that Summer I just... it's complicated." "Then what Michael? What's so complicated about you expressing your feelings?" "Because it just is!!" He yelled then turned away with his hands in his pockets with a sigh. "You wouldn't understand..." "Then help me understand.." [Bad Era] ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGE, DRUGS AND ALCOHOL ABUSE. THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE REAL PEOPLE BUT THE STORY LINE IS FAKE. ⚠️

(Warning! This story contains: Abuse, sexual content,drugs, strong language and Violence.) What would you do if you were kidnapped into the dark underworld full of drugs trafficking, mafia's and thieves and to your great surprise also to be replaced With a used to be mafia woman you never knew or saw. what will Imani do when she finds out about the shocking truth? How a normal Life of Imani the accountant could turn into her biggest nightmare yet the Start of something new so easily. A target and victim of the underworld's desire. Claimed by the Don Michael Jackson.

(Jaafar x Female reader story) Sure, he's engaged but somehow he's rethinking about it.

masked love in its finest form ⋆˚࿔ - aurora clarke, a skilled makeup artist takes on the challenge of working on the michael biopic. from living in the rural countryside of houston texas, her transition to the busy city of los angeles isn't the easiest. once she makes the move to los angeles, she begins to step outside comfort zones and explore who she is creatively as well as exploring her love life. how will she manage a romance with a colleague and work life? will she be able to mask her feelings? and will she end up with jaafar?

Smut warning ⚠️ ‼️ Y/n never meant to become part of the Jackson family.But after her mother married Jermaine Jackson, that's exactly what happened. Growing up beside Jaafar Jackson should have been simple. He was kind, talented, loved by everyone and technically her stepbrother. Yet no matter how many years passed, Y/n could never bring herself to get too close to him. Especially when feelings neither of them were supposed to have began creeping in.

𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰. Celeste Brown was a method actor, she used to long hours, stressful sets, and directors who expected perfection. That Monday was supposed to be no different. Just another exhausting day filming a project she hoped would finally change her career. During a five-minute break between takes, Celeste stood near the prop stairs with a bottle of water in her hand, watching the busy set move around her with a small smile. "I can't wait to do this for real one day," she said softly to herself. She never got the chance. One wrong step sent her falling hard off the prop stairs, blacking out instantly. At first, she could still hear people yelling her name. Footsteps rushing toward her. Panic. But the voices slowly faded, replaced by music, static, and someone shouting counts over loud speakers. "Five, six, seven, eight!" When Celeste opened her eyes again, she wasn't on her set anymore. She was standing in the middle of a 1980s music video production surrounded by dancers, film cameras, and crew members who acted like she had always been there. And somewhere behind the bright stage lights and screaming, was Michael Jackson. Micheal?? Jackson?