The story of the many rises and falls of Mötley Crüe, and its individual members, through the eyes of one Vivian Sixx. ***This story contains explicit language, explicit sexual situations, violence, abuse, drug abuse, alcoholism, and mentions of sexual assault and exploitation. I'll have warnings for these things before every chapter*** (Originally posted on xxisxxisxxis.tumblr.com)

"We'll be fine. You wanna know why? Because were Nikki and Vanity." She nodded, staring up at him with eyes full of hope and love. "...And we get through everything. We'll be okay."

Nikki Sixx prys himself on being in the sleaziest dirtiest rock band Motley Crue. He is considered the bad boy of Rock 'n Roll and has a reputation that proves it. He meets the highest-paid fashion model in the world, Iman Darlington who is the complete opposite of him. Fiesty, posh, stuck up, and arrogant. She makes it known that she is above guys like Nikki. Amid all the cutthroat, debauchery, insults, manipulation, drug use, lust, cheating, and tears. The two try to find ways to make their relationship work. Started- January 1st 2020 Edited-As as go Finished- TBD

The very last thing that Christine Hill expected was the exponential success of Mötley Crüe-the band she loved to hate. And she never would've surmised that she'd be dragged-kicking and fucking screaming, by the nape of her neck-along for the wildest ride into a world where sex, drugs, and delusion prevailed... ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ BOOK ONE. A Nikki Sixx x Fem!oc fanfiction. Content warnings for violence, explicit sexual scenes, drug and alcohol abuse, death, etc. Warnings placed at the start of each chapter. Reader discretion is heavily advised. 18+ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ Any issues / questions please feel free to send me a message; PLEASE don't take it upon yourself to pirate my work for translation, and or mark it as your own. I don't own Mötley Crüe, or anything affiliated with the band, nor do I claim to own them-the only character I own is Christine Hill.