This may seem hard to explain, I'm the adopted daughter of Chris Motionless. Yea, the lead singer of Motionless In White. You could be thinking that's so cool what's so bad about that, well, it's not my dad, it's not the band either. It's one person in the band that I have instantly fallen in love with, basically love at first sight! Well for me at least. That person is Ricky Olson. My name is Mae Cerulli, and this is my weird but amazing story to tell about how all of this becomes something even more than a crush.

Second book probably won't be great because I suck at writing. I do not own any songs in this book.

"Welcome to L.A.,the city where wannabes like you two meet their downfall!"The taxi driver said nastily. "We won't."Jahni said defiantly. "We will make it because we have to.It's on our dream list."Nala added.

Scar is in a heavy metal scremo band called shattered stars they are playing on warped tour for the first time but things get funny when Ben Bruce Chris motionless and Andy biersack all fall for her.

Jahni and Nala's band has taken off. Their relationships seem stright out of a fairy tale. After a trip to warped, a few good choices, a few bad choice and a wedding they're travling the world with their band mates, husband, and boyfriend. In a total of four years their lives have changed drastically and all it took was two warped tour tickets.

It's late September of 2010 and Sylvia Deluca is the lead vocalist of her friend's band, Collide With the Sky. She never thought this is where she would be in her life and young adulthood is treating her rough. Band troubles. Family troubles. Future troubles. Tangled in battles both internal and external, she's struggling to find her place in a busy and broken world. Her band is sent on one of its first tours. They don't know any band except one other, one she's known for a few years now. Motionless In White. Growing up in the Scranton music scene she'd become friends with the members. All except one. Their new bassist. Warning: violence, vulgar language, light smut, drinking, mentions of suicide ... Etc.

This is a cliche as fuck Love/Hate relationship between my OC and Ricky.. Read if ya want, heh x3 But no "hey, this is like every other fanfiction" comments. They will be deleted. I did not purposely mean to copy anyone's work.. I'm pretty sure everything (other than the cliche love/hate relationship) is original *^* Also; if you want to use any of my ideas for your own works, please ask. I'll probably say yes, but you'll have to credit me please.. And please no stealing my OC's faceclaim.. For a Ricky FanFic anyway. :) Curse words are censored, up until I finally decided I didn't give a fuckle puck. ~ "I don't like you, and you don't like me." I started, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes slightly. "And that is something everyone has noticed, recently. Especially Chris." "Congratulations," His voice dripped with sarcasm. "You managed to figure that out. I'm proud of you!" He clapped with mock enthusiasm. Digging my nails into my biceps to keep from slapping that stupid look off his face, I continued. "Chris wants us to try to get along." "Yeah, we'll see how that brilliant plan works out." He rolled his eyes, turning to walk away. "F.cker." I spat hatefully. "B.tch." He spat back, whipping his head around to glare at me. I glared right back. F.ck, I hate him. ~ Cast: Chrissy Costanza as Mykailla Bates. (A couple years younger) Daren Kagasoff as Michael "Micah" Bates. Unless stated otherwise; alllllllll the Band Members mentioned will be themselves. ~ Age Ranges: Chris: 26 Ricky: 24 Micah: 22 Mykailla: 19

He was known for torture, that's why they locked him up. No mercy was ever given, he was the devil. He told himself he would get better, but can the devil be saved? A devil that came in the appearance of a man; Ricky Horror. :: Best Hetero MIW fanfiction award 2017 :: ((Btw I totally think this book is an embarrassment))

This was it. Today was the very last day I could be a kid. The last day I would be free to do as I pleased. Tomorrow I will turn 18. I will become a legal adult and be matched with the one person my parents have arranged for me to be with ever since I was born. Did I like this? No. I hated every second of it. I didn't need to be forced to be with someone... I have and love Jeremy. Jeremy is my boyfriend. He has been ever since freshman year and I love him very much, however he understands what's being forced to happen. I should be free to love and be with who I want! I hate my parents for doing this to me. I hate the idea, I hate the thought, I hate everything about it! I don't care how traditional this arranged marriage is, I sure as hell won't be happy. I just know it.