Rihanna And Kanyewest Novels & Stories

“What happened to her?” “You didn't know? She's in the ICU right now," Tasha answered her. "She had an accident last Friday night." “Well, she deserves that,” I saw how Rianna smirked. “That's her karma for stealing TJ from me.” I remembered TJ. He was Rihanna's ex boyfriend. They broke up when I stole TJ away from her. I was so pissed at her for stealing the company project that was for me. In return, I seduced her beloved boyfriend that time. I smirked as I remembered her face when she saw me and TJ kissing at the parking lot of our office last year.

When I brought Gabe here, Bob said that his wife was out of town for a few weeks at some sort of symposium or business thing. I quickly get dressed and meet Gabe and Christine in the kitchen. Christine hands me a cup of coffee, as she is filling Gabe in on her trip. “The place they put us up at was really nice though, had a spa, and shit. So, that made up for the boredom of the lectures that assaulted my ear holes.”, Her hands doing a good bit of the talking for her. I smile at how happy she is. Its effortless for her, and almost childlike. “Christine, Hannah; Hannah, Christine” Gabe introduces us. “I hear you are quite the warrior Hannah.” She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blond

Aurora had been eavesdropping and the next thing he knew, she was singing Cwazi Wowi up and down the resort. “Hey, if the shoe fits…” Riana chuckled, shaking her head. “Just kill each other after I’ve left for my honeymoon? I don’t want to be stuck here as a potential witness against whichever one of you survives. Why do you call her that anyway?” He moved forward as the bride’s maids began their walk. “Really? You’ve been friends with her for almost six years and you’re asking me that?” Riana shook her head. “Not to her face. The cwazi part is a huge deterrent.”

Raven answered. “Can you please tell me what’s going on?” Again, this girl was getting on my nerves. “Yes, but please just hear me out first” he almost begged. “Ok, go on,” “This is Kian Calloway,” our eyes met again. Her gaze was not something I felt very fond of. But, I didn’t show it. The effect, the strange energy I was getting from her. “He is a very famous music producer, and is recently under some criticism.”

I can't get sucked in these thoughts, I stood up and left for dinner with Ryan. "Rihana called today as well... she is back from her fashion shoot, she was asking for you. You don't pick up her calls and she starts calling me" he said and I sighed. Rihana is like a bad bug. She is something I can't get rid of.

Riana Rivera "I'm sexy and I know it!" I heard my bestfriend Tiana sing in the bathroom. For me it was not innocent singing, it was more like a let's annoy Riana and make noise day. "Shut up Tiana I'm trying to sleep here!!" I shouted hoping she heard me. But noooooo she just had to come to my bed and start singing more into my ear while shaking her hips. "Tiana I swear if you are not careful I will strangle you in my sleep!" I said to her feeling irritated that my beauty sleep was now ruined by my roommate and bestfriend.

"Photos. Thousands of them. Most are from social media and public appearances. But some... some look like they were taken without his knowledge. From inside his office building. From restaurants he goes to." I couldn't breathe. "There's a video," Rachel said quietly. "I'm going to send it to you. Watch it." I opened the file she sent. It was Rihana. She was in a bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror. "He'll be mine," she was saying to her reflection. "He just doesn't know it yet. Once that weak woman is out of the picture, he'll see that I'm the only one for him. I've been waiting seven years for this. Seven years of being patient. Of being his friend. Of being there for him. And it's f

As if on cue, the door opened and Rhianna walked in. She was dressed like she'd been waiting for this moment—tight black dress, heels that added three inches to her height, makeup applied with precision. Her eyes lit up when she saw me. "Micaiah." She said my name like a promise. "Daddy said you'd be here." "Rhianna." I stood because not standing would be rude, and I needed to play this role now. "Good to see you." She crossed to me and kissed my cheek, lingering too long. Her perfume was cloying, too sweet, nothing like—

Rihanna It's been two days since we came back from the trip and I'm doing well in avoiding Chris or anything that will make me have a conversation with him, I wasn't joking when I said I'm done with him, but it seems like Ava is not having that, she's looking for any possible way to see that Chris and I work out, but I can't go running around some nigga who obviously thinks the world revolves around him and changes women like they are clothes

"Dallacan, She gave him her phone: here pick any song you like." He scrolled through her playlist and played 'work' by Rihana. "Ai ustazai ba sa jin irin waenan wakokoin, kasa na Harris J, but Ustaz's don't listen t this type of songs, play Harris J's song." "Are you going to dance or not?" "I am not dancing again, let's just listen to the beat of our hearts." "Nifa ban son raini, ki riga kin tayar min da hankali, you can't do this to me."