20 Fun Facts about Riiva Williams
1.
Riiva Williams lives in the
British Virgin Islands.
2.
She has been writing since she
was 12 years old.
3.
She is 24 years old.
4.
She has a one year old son.
5.
She has written 3 books so far.
6.
Riiva Williams runs a pageant.
7.
Completed 3 degrees.
8.
Riiva Williams is a chef by
profession but works as a receptionist.
9.
Wants to own a bakery.
10.
Riiva Williams loves to Travel.
11.
Dream Vacation would be in
Greece.
12.
Riiva Williams is a Pageant
fanatic.
13.
She is the oldest of six
siblings.
14.
Loves to read.
15.
She is addicted to chocolate.
16.
Loves to do anything creative.
17.
Would eventually love to settle
in Baltimore, Maryland.
18.
Zane, Nora Roberts, Catherine Coulter and
Liliana Hart are major influencers of hers.
19.
Hopes to be a bestselling
author one day.
20.
Has a beautiful Ocean view from
her apartment.
It is funny how most people’s life starts
and finish in an instant. We are born; we grow up taking whatever life throws
at us. Brie was far from an average student at Yale, with her twisted mind she
wound people into doing what she wanted. With new friends, new enemies and new
threats, she is about to have a college experience to die for.
Brie
It
is funny how most people’s life starts and finish in an instant. We are born;
we grow up taking whatever life throws at us. My name is Brie. I was born and
raised in the small state of Rhode Island. I have two sisters and four brothers
of which three died throughout the war in Iraq.
Being the youngest child, I got away with so
much more than my older sisters could have. My parents are good Christian
people; they go to church, bible study basically all the good stuff. After a
while my sisters and I were not pushed to go because we were teenagers so they
just stop forcing us to go, so I found other extracurricular activities to do
with my time.
As
my teenage years were diminished, I graduated out of high school with honors
and third in my class and got into Yale University.
Wasn’t
that expected?
In my earlier years I learnt how
the guilty pleasures of sex can consume one’s life very quickly, and with mommy
and daddy being the good Christian people that they are, I had to make up some
very convincing stories when I crossed the line of coming home late to the
O’Hara house hold. Lord knows I was crazy and willful.
My freshman year at Yale, I knew I had made
it. As I walked unto that campus I knew
it was a new beginning, new academic challenges, new friends, new enemies and
most of all new dick!
Already
I saw the Greek organizations Alpha Phi Alpha and Kappa Alpha Psi putting it
down for the younger male crowd. Over on the other side if the yard Delta Sigma
Theta and Zeta Phi Beta, strolled it out.
Although they were awesome at what they do
they didn’t really interest me to stick it out in the ninety-eight degree
weather. As I reached the sign in table I noticed one of the finest brothers
I
ever saw in my twenty-three years of life. The first thing I noticed on him was
his hazel gray eyes, a very unique combination. I knew he noticed me too by the
crooked smile that he shot my way. I hurried and finished my signup sheet and
walked away with one the resident assistants.
I
thought would never see him any time soon, I moved my things into my room, met
the world’s most annoying roommate and I went for a very invigorating run. With
my music in my ears I was dead to the world, I was invincible or so I thought
until I missed a step and went hurling into this broad back and knocked us both
over.
“Miss,
Miss are you ok?” I heard the sexy voice.
I
didn’t want to open my eyes but I kept hearing that southern accent in my head.
Slowly I open my eyes one by one, it was the same brother from earlier I almost
wet my panties just from watching him.
“Am
I in heaven?” I knew it was a stupid question but I couldn’t help it. I had to
make him send that smile my way again.
He
helped me off the ground and by that time his boys were crowding around, I
figured that they all wanted to get a glance of whom he was speaking to and
making him laugh so much.
“What’s
your name?” I asked him.
“Richard
Barns but my boys call me Rich.”
“Alright
my name is Brie O’Hara.” I extended my hand, which he took.
“Hmm,
Brie I like that very cute.” He was flirting already but I decided to keep him
on a run for his money.
“Nice
to meet you Rich and thanks for breaking my fall but I have to get going.”
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