𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡... I write one shots for rock band members. ❪ ©rcketqueen ❫

Maria is just a regular 80's high school cheerleader at Thomas Jefferson High School she's also a huge Motley Crue fan her favorite band members are Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee. She always dreamt of being Tommy Lee's girl one day. Could this be the day? Or will she have to wait ?

"Dude, she's gotta be yours." "I was with a blond last night I swear." "Whatever, Tommy, she's gotta go." Despite being puzzled and slightly disgusted at what they were saying, I knew who the voices belonged to instantly, and I couldn't understand it. Tommy Lee, Nikki Sixx, and Vince Neil were outside my door- well, apparently their door. In 2021, everyone knows that Motley Crue was plagued by more than just addiction and tough upbringings. They were being mind controlled and kept under submission to the Government as entertainers, so when seventeen year old Liz Morgan woke up one day in Motley's house in the year 1982, she embarks on a thrilling mission to rescue the most notorious rock n roll band in history.

Just some Mötley Imagines :)

(One of my first stories I wrote. Will be rewrote eventually) Vince Neil is trying to take care of his five year old daughter, Kat, be a rockstar, and trying to keep his daughter safe from the man who thinks he's her real father. His band mates, Nikki Sixx, Mick Mars, And Tommy Lee are always there to help them every step of the way. From the psychotic man, being a rockstar and rockstar's daughter, a sixth sense little Kat has, to getting ready for bed. (Most everything in here is made up and I do not own Mötley Crüe. There is some violence throughout the story.)

Looks can be deceiving. And Rebecca Woods is living proof with golden blonde hair and an angelic face. But truth is, she couldn't be further from an angel. After all, her unruly behavior and sassy attitude speak for themselves. But walls of ice protect her heart, impenetrable to anyone. Or so she thought. It's the 1980s on the Sunset Strip and sex, drugs, and rock n' roll is alive and well. It certainly is for Tommy Lee, the wild drummer for the world famous, hard-partying band Mötley Crüe. And on one fateful night when Rebecca and Tommy's paths cross, she is thrown into a world more wild than she ever could have imagined. And it's everything she could ask for. Chaos is erupting everywhere she turns with drugs, cheating, and lies. In the face of all of this, will Rebecca be able to save her relationship? And will her attitude be her greatest assist or her downfall in this new high stakes world of recklessness?

Ever wandered what it was like to go on tour with Mötley Crüe? Not just to stand back stage, but actually be in the show? Young and hungry Annette has just been casted as a back up signer on Mötley Crüe's "Girls Girls Girls" tour. This means she spends almost all waking hours with the band, rehearsing with them, traveling with them, and even partying with them. However any Mötley Crüe fan knows that the band members aren't angels, see what Nikki, Tommy, Vince, and Mick have in store for her as the tour progresses.

When Alex was younger, her parents got divorced and her mom won the custody battle, much to her dismay. The day she turned 18, she moved out to go live with her her father Mick Mars, right before he went to audition for a new band. Of course, she tags along with him as she loves to play guitar just liked her father. She meets the other band members, and one instantly catches her eye. As things progress, she knows that things are going to get wild quickly. Mature content, 18+ I do not own Motley Crue, any of the members of the book aside from Alex, or The Dirt movie.

When a death happens in Ashton's family, she calls to her lifelong family friend-Tommy Lee. He then unexpectedly visits the family, and rekindles relationship with now grown Ashton.

As a child, my parents had always told me I would grow up to do great things like finding the cure to cancer or helping the world get rid of pollution. They told me I was a blessing to their lives and to the lives of others, and I believed them, I truly did. That was until my twentieth birthday when I got some of the worst news I could ever receive, my rejection to Stanford, both of my parents had attended and it was something I had worked for my whole life, the rejection absolutely broke me and it had broken them too. But now here I was, a twenty-two year old female, sitting in front of a brightly lit vanity, getting ready to dance half naked in front of a room full of horny forty year old perverts.