In 1981, 21-year-old Ravena leaves the vibrant streets of Salvador, Bahia, for the glittering hills of Los Angeles. Her mother has just secured a contract as a private chef for Hollywood's elite, and their very first client is a 22-year-old Michael Jackson, right on the verge of becoming the biggest star on the planet. What starts as innocent, stolen moments over Bahian food in the Hayvenhurst kitchen quickly spirals into a passionate, decades-long secret romance. Hidden from the paparazzi, the ruthless music industry, and even their own families, Ravena becomes Michael's anchor through his highest highs (the Thriller and Bad eras) and his most devastating lows. But as Michael's fame grows and his world becomes increasingly dangerous, Ravena must ask herself: how long can you love a King in the shadows before you start to disappear entirely? A story of love, sacrifice, trauma, and finding your own voice when the whole world is screaming someone else's name.

In the summer of 2026, the world is buzzing with the release of the Michael Jackson biopic. For twenty-two-year-old Xiomara Vega, the theater is a sanctuary, a place to lose herself in the music of the man she's spent her whole life admiring from afar. But as the silver screen fades to black and the hum of the theater lulls her into an exhausted sleep, the world shifts. Xiomara doesn't wake up in a plush cinema seat. She wakes up on a cold park bench in 1984, greeted by the sound of a police officer's baton and a world without smartphones, Uber, or the internet. Trapped in the neon-soaked peak of the Thriller era, Xiomara is a ghost from a future that hasn't happened yet. To survive, she secures a job at the periphery of the King of Pop's whirlwind life. She knows every headline before it breaks, every secret before it's whispered, and every heartache before it strikes. She's determined to keep her head down and find a way home, until she meets him. Michael is lonely, shielded by fame, and searching for someone who sees the man behind the sequined glove. In Xiomara's "futuristic" spirit and mysterious origins, he finds a soul he can't explain. But as the timeline begins to blur and the pull of 2026 grows stronger, Xiomara must decide: do you save the man you love from the future you already know? Or do you risk disappearing forever? The studio was quiet, the smell of old mahogany and expensive cologne hanging in the air as he reached out, his fingers barely brushing her wrist, his voice a soft, desperate anchor in the dark. "Mara, stay... with me... stay here."

Belle's seemingly ordinary life transformed drastically when she blew that birthday candle and found herself in 1987, a place where she got the shock of her life-meeting the King of Pop, Michael Jackson! With tinsel spinning around her, she thought she'd be stuck in boredom, yet she was now thrust into unexpected journey back through time.

"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.

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Maybe it was the stars that dance across her skin, or how the sunset would always be perfectly framed around her. Or even how beautiful it was to watch her spin around during their first dance. Whatever it was, he truly, completely, adored her entirely. ... To the readers who gaze at the stars in the dark of the night, and pray their wishes to come true on the fallen stars... ... " Go ask her to dance"

"I'm not saying you fancy me, Black. Just admit you're a stalker." "I admit I wanted a fag, and that's about it." "A fag or a shag?" Annora asked with a smirk and burst out laughing when his mouth fell open. "Don't be a prude, Black. It was a nice chat, but I have to get some sleep." ⁂ Annora Hale was just trying to enjoy the most out of life. She had her friends and her mother, and everything was going pretty well. It turns out that wasn't life's plan. And when she started falling for her best friend's brother, her life turned upside down. Actually, it never was upside up. Then the war swooped in and a few more surprises. Annora Hale's life was about to turn into a roller coaster of emotions, drama, and death. ⁂ [marauder's era] [OC x Sirius Black] [TWISTS - PREQUEL*] [*you don't need to read TWISTS before this one though]

It was the stormiest night Godric's Hollow had seen in years when Lily Potter gave birth to twins. Amid flashes of lightning and crashes of thunder, two cries broke through the chaos - one strong and sharp, the other soft and oddly melodic. Harry James Potter came first. Roseline Lily Potter came second. A red-haired, green-eyed miracle, Roseline was the spitting image of her mother - but with a strange, celestial glow in her gaze that unsettled even Dumbledore. When she opened her eyes for the first time, the air in the room shifted. The phoenix perched on the window sill, a creature no one had seen before, let out a resonant cry and landed beside her. "She summoned it," James whispered. "She's not just a witch," Lily said, breathless. "She's something else." And unbeknownst to anyone... far away in a dark, snake-ridden manor, Tom Riddle - Lord Voldemort - felt something stir in his soul. A whisper. A pulse. "Rosy?" "Powerful... Very powerful," The Sorting hat murmured. "You have her soul, don't you? Yes... hers. The one who even made him choose love..." Roseline didn't understand. "Gryffindor!" it finally shouted. From that moment, her legend began. And when she walked past him that evening, her phoenix Agni landing on her shoulder, even Snape paused in his stride. He saw it too. His heart clenched. "Merlin," he whispered to himself. "She looks exactly like her." Roseline Potter. A fierce Harry Potter fan!!!! The girl is now reborn, perhaps by fate, to change the story that had once ended in tragedy. All Characters of this story belongs to J.K.Rowling except my OC Roseline Lily Potter

This is the story of Liora Odair, Finnick Odair's little sister. At just 12 years old, she is reaped for the 73rd Hunger Games and faces unimaginable challenges, ultimately becoming the youngest victor in history. This fic dives deep into Finnick's family and Liora's journey of courage, survival, and resilience.

Strange not only becomes the Sorcerer Supreme after being reborn and possessing that body, but he also forms unexpected bonds with the Avengers, takes part in epic battles, and manipulates time and reality to prevent critical alterations in the timeline. However, despite his power and wisdom, his life is constantly interrupted by duty, leaving him no time to enjoy the youth he longs for. Just when he thinks he has gained complete control, in his sacrifice for the world, he is reincarnated again-this time in the Harry Potter universe, where he is reborn as Stephen Flamel, the adoptive grandson of the legendary Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel. Now, with a second chance to enjoy his childhood, Stephen embarks on a new adventure in a world full of magic. Notice: It contains yuri from a secondary character who shares prominence with the main character in later chapters. And no, it is not NTR. No problem. Remember that the worlds where the story takes place are not mine, they belong to their respective owners, only this story is mine. I'm not very good at English, so I have to use the help of ChatGPT for corrections. Please be patient.