Michael Jackson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

However, when her weight landed on her wounded foot, she hissed in pain and lost her balance. Luckily, Michael was watching intently, and before she fell back on the ground, he managed to catch her by her arms. "Are you okay? I told you to let me help you." "Don't touch..." "No," Michael firmly said. "You can't even walk. Think of it this way, I'll only touch you once to help you tonight, but if you lose your foot, you'll be touched by so many people. Which do you think is worse?" Michael felt like he was talking to a kid. He didn't expect that she would buy the exaggerated scenario he just made up. For some reason, he found it a bit... funny.

Michael called from the other side. Blinking, I slowly sat up, letting the covers fall over my lap. Excitement and apprehension mingled inside my chest. Heightened my heartbeat until it was threatening to come out of my mouth. "What are you still doing up?" I hissed back, scowling heavily at the door. As if he could see me. See the amusement gleaming on my face. I've heard about midnight booty calls but had thought it bove Michael. Maybe a tryst right now would do me some good. Get my mind off of things. Only, the tryst would be with my mate who was stubbornly ignoring the fact that he was my mate.

They all met up near a pawn shop. "I think your brother must have skipped town, man, " began Matt, who was in a red leather jacket with its sleeves rolled up and classic black pants that ended with loafers. His hair was also redesigned to look more wavy and glossy and had explained to the others after they'd met earlier that he was Michael Jackson. He even went on to attempt a 'moon walk' dance. It was terrible. "So, you hypnotised and things went south, " Julia added, "I still don't quite get how he's possessed by a demon! "

Jack put his glass down and said, “Come on. Tell me what happened.” “Nothing, really.” Michael shunned the topic. “You told me that you love your fiancee. Why do you regret it now? By the way, Lendon Martin’s girlfriend is also a daughter of the Miller family?” Jack queried. “Yes, she is the one I love, but they pushed me to marry her sister. I appreciate that Lendon Martin ruined the party.” Michael sarcastically uttered. “Oh crap!” Jack was shocked, “So the girl you like is Lendon’s girlfriend?”

Abigail's pov - As Jack finally exits the room, leaving us in a mix of embarrassment and amusement, Michael hugs me again. In Michael's arms, I find solace, passion, and a love that knows no boundaries. The interruption may have momentarily shifted our focus, but it has only served to deepen our appreciation for the unbreakable bond we share. With a gentle touch and a knowing smile, Michael pulls me closer, and we continue our journey, ready to face whatever comes our way, hand in hand.

Jordan declared. Michael instantly burst into laughter. Jordan continued, "I have a superpower, Mikey. Do you know what it is?" "What is it?" "I'm super in love with you." Michael couldn't stop chuckling. "How did I not realize just how much of a flirt you are, Jordan? You must've had a lot of practice with other people, huh?" "I have." "I knew it!" Michael's smile vanished, his expression now tinged with anger. "I've flirted with a lot of people before," Jordan said earnestly. "For example, the cute Mikey, the aloof Mikey, the bashful Mikey, the happy Mikey, and the domineering Mikey."

I reached up and threw my arms around his neck, squeezing the life out of him as I chuckled. "My Goddess, I love you Michael! " I said then pulled away from him. "Thank you!" I said and he gave me a half smile, almost smirking and smiling at me at the same time. "I love you too you little shit! All jokes aside, I'll gladly stay with you until it's time." Michael said as he got serious. I swallowed the lump in my throat. pushing it down, Not wanting to cry anymore. "Go be with your mates!... Who knows, Garrick might be more twisted than we think and send you back in a pink tutu. Your mates won't want anything to do with you after that!"

He nods smiling. "You don't like me in that way, it is fine. I thought your, 'You're hot' comment was the truth." "It was Jackson, and I do like you. I just can't do this to MJ." His dad and mum might, but I can't. "MJ is a grown man, and to be honest Anaya, he has been telling me for years to walk. Over and over. He thought you should have walked from Marcus after all that with Lucy and then him leaving." I love MJ, and I hate the thought of him getting hurt when he finds out. Jackson moves again to kiss me, my hands going to push him away, but stopping before grabbing him and pulling him closer to me as I kiss him back. He moves, his body pushing me back onto the sofa as my hands pull at h

I asked him and begged again because he might let me suck his hard shaft if he saw me begging him as if my life depends on it. "I want you to dance with me, mate. Dance like a stripper in a club and then slowly come to me to suck my dick." Michael commands me and I just swallow my saliva while I imagined myself dancing in front of him. Even though I don't know how to dance very well, I still dared to do what Michael wants me to do, with my body getting hotter and hotter, I would do everything just to be able to suck Michael's hard and huge shaft again. I slowly stood up and then I went out of the bathroom, I quickly picked up my cellphone and the speaker before hurrying back to the bathroom

"I hope that you don't mind?" Michael wanted to be mad at her as he'd always been a one-woman guy. But seeing Mika lounging on the bed behind Zoe drove his hormones into overdrive and he couldn't help but grin at them both. "I just hope that you're not the jealous type," he said as he wrapped her up into his powerful arms, his dark black skin a stark contrast to her ivory tone. He fell down into the massive bed with her, landing on top of her with her legs wrapped around his midsection.