Nicki Minaj Goon Novels & Stories

she admitted it earlier this year when she decided to abstain from sex. Sometimes I don't understand how she complains about his womanising but she still likes him but he has no clue cuz he only sees her as his friend's little sister. We order our drinks and get the party started with some rum and let our bodies sway to the sound of the music. I'm sipping on my fourth drink when my favourite Nicki Minaj song comes up. Pulling Hana to the dance floor as I twerk and she fake pumps my ass in the air, and it's no secret I've got plenty hips which I inherited from my Mum. Nigerians are bootily endowed.

Ingrid calls out. "Nickie?" Nick asked. I laughed. "Minaj." I mouthed to Nick and he smiles. "It rhymes with Annie. Now don't say you don't like it when I call you Nickie cos I'll take back my vote." Ingrid says. Nick laughs. "Okay boss." He salutes.

“It’s not like I’ll drink, and I can’t dance to save my life… And definitely not in that crowd full of groping drunk hands.” “Don’t be a buzz kill. There are lots of ways you can have fun here.” “If you’d only have one tiny harmless drink,” Simon’s voice sounds from behind me. “Nicole? What’s that in your hands? And what on earth is that you’re wearing?” The four of us turn around to find Nathan advancing on us, a stern look on his face. “Noah chose it for me!” Nicki replies. “Leave me alone, Nate!” Then she turns on her heels and rushes out of the room.

Something Mina never deserves. Handsy backs away, smarter than he acted at first. “No, man. I’m not arguing. Sheesh.” He shakes his head as he turns and ducks away into the crowd. I look up at Mina. “You okay, baby?” Fuck if she doesn’t run her fingers over my closely cropped hair, her wide smile revealing one deep dimple. “Thank you,” she shouts over the music. “You’re my knight in shining armor!” The music shifts to Lady Gaga’s latest hit. Mina jumps up and down, clearly thrilled with the DJ’s choice. “Woohoo!”

He said. The DJ turned up the volume again. “Water No Get Enemy” by Fela Anikulapo Kuti plays. “I have to go and wait for her. Do you mind sitting down and waiting for me?” She asks. “I don’t mind” I replied. “Thanks boo” She said, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. She went to the door and so as Shani, who looked nice in her pink Aso Ebi, pink gele, and perfectly done makeup.

“We doin’ big pimpin’ up In Jade Moon P.” Gigi snickered behind her hand. Nikolai just continued to look down at his bowl, acting like nothing out of the ordinary was happening around him. I was ready to crawl under the table, lay down, and die. I was so dizzy with mortification, I couldn’t guarantee I wouldn’t do just that. R.I.P. Terri Tikaani.

If only I had succeeded, he would have gone to the venue dressed like this. Suddenly, Jimmy started laughing. “Okay, I can still go to the venue with you both, acting all surprised, if only you both will attend.” “We can’t go like this! We look like clowns!” Nicki cried out. “Let’s have that fixed. Get you a dress, same as hers.” ***** I could barely recognize Nicki. She was dressed in a fully beaded, stylish short black gown, with the perfect heel that complemented her look and makeup. I must say, the lady at that store did a good job on such short notice.

He resigned as the Triple band leader, and gave it to Axel, while Nicki became the leader of the Triple girls. No one heard about him, neither do they know his location until a year later, when he released a music titled ‘Never let go’ from Greece, which is his present place of residence. Only God knows why he left, was the word on everyone’s lips. “What’s up guy…geez….it’s been a long time…I’m so happy seeing you all” Theo muttered, as he hugged Aiden too “Welcome back bro…..” Nicki winked, as they had their usual chop knuckle

But she laughed and felt better. Accepting Aiden’s comfort because he’d offered it and she needed it. Still had to deal with the damn party though. In the end, she googled the closest branch of Moss Bros and forked out fifty quid to hire a tux and all the fixings. Of course, everyone else was probably going to be in bespoke designer shit, but at least she was in the vicinity of appropriate. She didn’t have a mask either, but anything in her budget wasn’t going to work for an event like that.

I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.” “I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?” “Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on, love.”