Just MJ......

"Im glad too." Michael detto giving her a baciare on the cheek as he embraced her, when he did Diane flinched in pain. "Im sorry" Michael detto softly. "Its okay." Diane detto giving him a baciare on the lips. Michael then helped her lay back down onto the bed. Before Diane could ask Michael what had happend michael looked at her and said. "Beth did it." , "Beth shot me?" Diane answered. Michael nodded, "She was the one who kidnapped me too." Michael added. "Well where is she now...did the cops find her?" Diane asked. "Shes dead." Michael detto flatly. Diane's eyes grew wide, "You killed her??" Diane...

“In 1994 Michael realized that being married to Lisa was a mistake!!! He wanted a child….be careful what te wish!!! In March of 1994 Debbie Rowe gave birth to Alanna. She is definitely not what Michael expected. From the moment she could speak she put Michael parenting skills to the test, Alanna almost always never obeys him. Michael will never give and in the wake of his death Alanna regrets her behavior and sets off on her own path to fame…but can she take the time to look at herself in the mirror?”

Chapter 1
It was 1994; just a few months after my father settled the Jordan chandler...

It was a bright, sunny giorno in Beverly Hills, California. 20-year-old Janelle Taylor was in her last 50 minuti of her recitazione class at UCLA. It was her last giorno of school at UCLA and she was enjoying every last minuto of it. She enjoyed recitazione a lot because Elizabeth, whom she calls "Aunt Liz" because her father is Elizabeth's brother, is an actress herself. She's been taught how to act since she was 10 when her mother died and her father didn't want anything to do with her.
Anyway, she now had 30 minuti left in her recitazione class and she was talking with her friend, Katie.
"When's your birthday?...

Mark wanted to be inside of Michael. He wanted to hold him, to be on superiore, in alto of him, to be the one forcing those angelic notes from his lips. Oh God, those lips...

Michael ran his fingers through Mark's dark hair as he watched his hard penis slide in and out of his mouth. His mind was racing. He still couldn't believe this was real. He wanted it to last forever; he wanted to go to the moon tonight...they were already halfway there.

Mark turned his eyes up to Michael's. There it was. There was what he was waiting for. And he knew it before Michael could say it. The fuoco burned in Michael's dark eyes...