Aisha Rae Age Novels & Stories

Aria looked at her, “I’m not even surprised, so how’s college going?” she asked with a small smile, as she knew how much she didn’t like studying. Raya was four years younger then her and had just recently turned nineteen. “I’m trying to like it but so far it’s just not happening” she said truthfully. Aria listened with a small smile, “I guess some things just never change” she said, and it wasn’t long before their food arrived and both of them started eating.

I just plucked it out of my closet. I grabbed my phone and called my best friend. Aisha is a beta. Beta ranks from seven hundred downwards to be things like teachers, philosophers, and anything that involves discovering and passing on information. She’s a federal informant for the Dark Moon pack. “Yay, you’re married.” she didn’t sound excited, and honestly, neither did i. “Let’s be real, I made a mistake.”

she said with so much joy Amira was so confused as to how she had gotten here and who this woman was. As if the woman had read Amira’s mind she said “My name is Tarah.. Queen Tarah, my guards found you in the bush unconscious and then brought you here” Amira couldn’t remember anything other than the sharp pain she’d felt before she felt down. She clutched into her baby bump. Queen Tarah noticed how she held unto her stomach and smiled “I had my midwife check you since I noticed you were heavy with child and she told me the baby is okay and you where 5months gone” Queen Tarah said

I greeted the housekeeper, who immediately let me in because Aisha was already waiting. It was true. Aisha was sitting on the veranda playing with her cellphone. But I saw no sign of the father – Abdul Rasheed. Aisha then invited me to sit down, and we started chatting. After a while, I said that I was about to leave for Brazil tomorrow for a concert with The Boumerank at Rock in Rio. "I didn't think you would visit me," Aisha said. "Why so?" I asked. "You're a famous person now," said Aisha, "I know, I have to know myself."

He was almost five years old and while his mama hustled, he stayed home with his aunty Aisha. Aisha was another Cameroonian girl Jasmine had met during her struggling days in the US. They'd build up a small family of their own as they shared their struggles and successes together. While Jasmine was an active business woman, promoting her brand here and there, Aisha was a work from home social media influencer and content creator. Mars was her favourite person in the whole world as he was with her most of the times his mother worked, plus, she was obsessed with small humans. "What are you dowing aunty?" The little boy would ask Aisha when she was frustrated with problems uploading her content

After shedding off her standoff-ish skin, Aisha begged Ursa to stop calling her Princess, knowing that it was only being used to mock her. “I can show you! I can prove myself! What are you doing today? We can head down to the training grounds for the knights-- I’ll show you what I’ve got!” Aisha’s change in demeanor gave Ursa whiplash, but she was slowly becoming accustomed to it. The girl was still young and a slave to her emotions, as most teenagers were. A couple of mood swings didn’t hurt anyone, just left them dazed and confused.

she sighed, itching her hair. “Don’t scratch lice everywhere oh.” Aisha joked, ”I’m not even bothered about my hair. It’s already condemned.” Aisha had on Ghana weaving,big ones to be precise,with black attachment. It was very rough and old. “Like I had already planned the hair I was going to make for the holidays.” Ify reminisced, ”Big braids, either black and pink or just plain black or plain purple or blue or… okay I was not sure yet.” she giggled, seeing the incredulous look on Naeto’s face.

When Shama entered the book- Shama- 16 Ansh- 17 Rehan-17 Naina- 16 Raghav- 25 Yug- 20 Now, it's her birthday....So two years have passes...:) She wasn't abe to celebrate her birthday the previous year cuz you know it was a busy and risky time for her...lol.. So now- Shama-18 (She is now completely eligible to be the queen as when one gets adult then only they can be a queen)

Johnson, your guest have arrived. Instantly, she stopped playing I waited for a while, watching as Mrs Johnson's maid helped to turn around to face me. My heart froze and my face turned into a mask of surprise as I stared at the mysterious Mrs Johnson Aisha. She was to my greatest surprise,very young. I had expected Mrs Johnson to be elderly judging from her late husband who died at the age of sixty. But this lady was younger. She looked like a twenty-two year old but she wasn't what you'd call beautiful or sexually attractive.

Maya growled, itching for another go at her. Chelsea twitched by Breyona and I, her dark haired servant trailing after her. Chelsea's dress truly left nothing to the imagination. It was extremely low cut, and somehow just managed to cover her bottom. Not only was it sparkly, but it was a Peptol Bismol shade of pink. Add a silver pair of heels and a sash that says "Birthday Girl", and Chelsea's look is complete. "Maybe she'll find her mate tonight and back off Alpha Asher." Breyona shrugged, nudging me with her elbow.