Divorced and devoting himself to his work, Paul McCartney is entering 1981 stressed and depressed. Looking for a little help, he calls upon his good friend Mister Marks to see what he can do. Will his temporary secretary turn into more than what she is supposed to be?

A 20 year old randomly travels back in time and finds herself being one of the most interesting people the media can't get enough of, including Elvis Presley. She catches Elvis' eye for the fact she's from the future and can be used to tell him what his future will be like but he suddenly falls head over heels for her and doesn't know what to do.

❝I can't love you,❞ he spoke lightly. How I had yearned for him - how I had begged and pleaded for him, how my strength had fallen at the foot of my door when he walked away, how at the last I could only whimper, ❝I knew it.❞ - in which one fateful night, a stubborn girl stumbles upon an enticing young man, but things seem a little too familiar...

Some parts may get a little dirty, but I will put a mature warning when that happens. He's so cute help me-

(Highest ranking #9 under #JohnLennon)Her name was Michelle, and she was a normal girl that lived the modern day era. That's until she wanders into a beautiful forest that leads her back into the 60s. She never panicked, nor did she become upset, however, Michelle finds herself running into the famous bands of the 1960s. Stretching to the Beach Boys, the Beatles, and to the Rolling Stones. And each of these three bands try to impress her, to show how much they cared and loved her. But will they understand, that she's not from their time? What will happen to John Lennon and Michelle?

"𝐻𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒, 𝒥𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃𝑒." [Angst] [Roger Taylor x OC]

This book contains mostly smutty imagines about John Lennon. If you're not a fan of smut, i recommend you find another imagines book. Rankings: #11 in John Lennon Fanfic #53 in Beatles Fanfic #36 in Beatles Fanfic

"Can you sayyyyy... HELLO?" Freddie asked his daughter eagerly. She was so small seating on his chest, she weighed like a feather to him. "Yello..." Elle cried back. Alice leaned to the side of the door, a grin formed on her face. Freddie could command a stadium of 70,000 people but trying to get the attention of his daughter meant more to him. "Can you sayyyy... Elle Mercury!" Freddie said, his voice went high pitch. "Yelle Curry!" she cried back, repeating her father. Freddie laughed at his daughter, her cuteness was too much for him to handle. "Good morning you two," Alice approached both of them by the couch. Freddie looked to Alice, in her silk white pajamas. He lifted his legs so Alice would seat on the opposite side of the couch, and then rested it back to her thighs. "Morning mama, sayyy... Good morning mama..." Freddie urged on his daughter. "No!" she cried back. Alice pouted at Elle to show her jealousy, then she stroked Elle's back asking for her attention. Indeed, she had to admit, both father and daughter had a different connection. When its fun time its always Freddie but when its restless, hungry, sleepy time it would be her Elle would turn to. Freddie lifted himself up so Elle would stand on his thigh, then lifting her up to blow on her stomach making farting noises. Elle burst into laughter, her hand was resting on Freddie's hair, pulling it telling him to stop. Alice's heart fluttered. She thought of the conversation they had the night before, about adding another one so that Elle could grow up with someone. She wanted another one, but Freddie refused. The pregnancy with Elle was smooth-sailing, it was a beautiful experience, she had the pregnancy glow throughout. But giving birth to Elle was a terrible experience for both of them, she lost a lot of blood and had complications. Freddie was scared that he was going to lose her, and Elle, and it was something he did not want to risk going through again.

"I f**king hate you, Paul." He smirked and replied. "Oh, we both know you mean the opposite of that, darling." »(This story is set in the PRESENT time in England. Please don't be confused.)« Highest Ranking: #1 in paulmccartney, the beatles, and jpm

The title pretty much explains it Short stories about the band Queen told through text messages There will be some Breaky and Froger at some point! Hope you enjoy reading this!