Michael Jackson X Reader Novels & Stories

He was pretty much a professional because he had even managed to outsmart the player’s security. Seeing a Maybach coming along, he had run to hide further away from the store, to see if he would be lucky enough to get another fantastic news. He had carefully arranged his camera when he saw the car pull into Carnal Sex Toy’s driveway. The reporter’s eyes widened in shock when he saw Jackson Michaelson step out of the car to open the back door. He had screamed inwardly. Did he just witness the infamous billionaire tycoon, ethical but egocentric son of Jared Luciano Michaelson pull the door open for… a woman!!

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’ Backing away, she gave him a final, cunning smile and said, 'You won’t be able to stop her from seeing all your secrets. Jackson waited the few minutes it took for his temper to settle back where it belonged. So, Rachel had been the tarot reader Sandra had mentioned when she’d given a reason for breaking their engagement. He’d have to remember to thank Rachel later. Still holding his food, he hesitated another moment for her to complete her reading. As her customer left, he broke from the circle of people and approached her table. Though her focus had been on gathering her cards, he saw her tense and her head came up, her gaze locking with his. Her gray eyes didn’t register surprise, but r

Some were older, showing a younger version of him. ‘This is creepy… Is he in love with him?’ Near the window, a table displayed several small picture frames—some of Jaxon alone, others of the two of them together. Michael’s jaw remained slack as he took in the sheer volume of images scattered around the room. Then, something else caught his eye—gift bags. Some were Cartier, others were small, elegant packages meant for presents. Without thinking, he grabbed one and peeked inside. A glasses case sat neatly inside. He flipped it open—a Cartier pair. At the bottom of the bag, a folded note rested.

he said quietly before he went back to sucking on my other nipple. I looked up when the door opened to reveal a half-naked Michael. He had put on his boxers and nothing else. He was on the phone. Jackson pulled back from my nipple, lightly nibbling on my neck. "God you're so warm," he said seductively. "Warming my cock,"

Marigold bursts out, desperately pleased, pointing at the image of her father on the front of the magazine. “Oh my god, Marigold,” Jackson groans, leaning far over and reaching for it. But when his fingers curl around it Marigold gasps, clutching it to her. “My mystery hunk!” Marigold protests, her eyes going big and round with worry. “Yeah, Jacks!” I say, cackling a bit with glee, grinning at my mate. “It’s her book!” Jackson sighs and releases the magazine, letting her have it. “I’m taking that back the moment you learn how to read, Marigold.”

"Michael Jackson is a big bully," Joe Hale says. He squeezes his small screen tight. He sits on his wooden stool and stares at the paper note his brother’s mate, Hazel Hale, sent over this morning. The big bold letters on the top say: FUTURE ALPHA KING MICHAEL JACKSON SPOTTED RIDING NEW UNRELEASED HALE WOLF RIDERS GUILD MACHINE. Joe clicks the little video button. Michael’s very handsome alpha face fills the screen. "You never ride a Hale Wolf Riders Guild machine before, Lord Jackson," the scribe from the Moonfang Chronicle says on the video. She looks very shaky and smiles too much at him.

" Rye asked. Khali shook her head and averted her gaze from Rye. "I finally have control of my power. So I can't read what you have in mind." "You can read it if you want, can't you?" Rye said. "For what purpose? You want to make fun of me for reading your thoughts?" Khali asked. "Even though I've accidentally read your thoughts before." Do you find it offensive when I joke about you that way?" Rye asked. "Who will not?" Khali said

, while the dominant partner might be called a "top." I feel compelled to read more, losing track of time in my own little world, loving everything I am reading and forgetting about everything else. There is so much I don’t know that I know I will love. I just need to read through it all and make sure I know what I am doing and will be happy doing. “Food.” I jump and look up to see Jackson standing there, holding food. “I see you started searching for things you didn’t know.” He smiles, looking at the paper surrounding me and the laptop open. Shaking my head, I object.

I assure her. “I’m much too busy to read,” she claims. I proceed to read two paragraphs out loud to her. She leans in to read along with me. I knew she would be hooked. Jackson peeks his head in between ours, startling us. “Such filth!” he teases. “How can you read that porn.” “Old man you need your eyes checked. There is not a sex scene on this page,” I inform. Jackson laughs, “But it does have sex scenes, doesn’t it?”