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...
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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.
"I like you"
"You don't fit my aesthetic"
"Oh, really? I think we make a cute couple"
"Not happening, Hossler"
"Oh, we getting bold now huh, Easterling?"