All My Roommate's Love Novels & Stories

"I didn’t pour the maple syrup on pancakes because I know how much you don’t like that.” “Thank you. You’re the love of my life.” Allie sat up, pressing a hand against her head. The pain grew with every waking second, but she was intent on blinking it away. The omega extended her arm and grabbed onto one of the mugs, blowing into the steam rising from it, before taking a mindful swig. "Did you sleep okay?" Her roommate asked as she took a seat on the bed as well, opposite Allie, picking a plate with scrambled eggs and buttered toast for herself.

I never wanted to be a cause for her pain or embarrassment so it wasn't the end of the world. “Good! My new roommates are awesome. Remember I told you about them?” I'd been so ecstatic over meeting Charlotte and Olivia I couldn't help but share every last detail with my Russian love, who enjoyed hearing all about my "adventures" as she so called them every time we spoke.

However, as I shifted my focus inward, a delightful surprise awaited me. In the intimate space of my room, a tableau of bustling activity unfolded. All three of my roommates, each a unique thread in the tapestry of shared living, were present. The atmosphere was alive with the energy of unpacking and settling in, transforming the room into a dynamic canvas of personal belongings and the shared anticipation of the journey ahead. The air buzzed with excitement, and all three of my roommates turned their attention towards me, offering warm smiles that instantly eased the lingering sadness. "Welcome, roomie!" they chimed in unison, their enthusiasm infusing the room with a contagious energy.

From there we both will go together to Tori's party. Tori was my roommate, yesterday only she moved to her boyfriend’s house as she wants to spend some quality time with him before leaving for Texas. She is a year younger than me and is in the eleventh grade. We shared a good bond with each other. She woke me up whenever I was getting late for the school and even made breakfast for me sometimes. A part of my heart was feeling sad that I will be all alone in the room or if it will get allotted to another person and if we weren't able to get along then it will be a problem for me. But I can’t do anything about it, it’s all up to my luck.

"But I'm getting another round." We drink in silence for a while. The music thumps around us. The lights flash. Dee sighs heavily. "What's wrong?" I ask. She stares at her glass. "I think I'm in love with my roommate." I blink. "That's... okay. What's the problem?" She looks at me. Her eyes are anxious. "She's a girl." "Oh?" "Yeah." She takes a drink. "And she's human. She doesn't know about any of this. The pack. The wolves. Anything.”

-" Are you coming over tonight? I have a meeting at the studio, but the guys want to see you." "Aww, you do?" Lana pouted and hugged his arm. "Yeah, sorry, babe." He kissed her pouting lips. "I understand." She sighed and leaned away from him. "Should I bring anything?" "Bring snacks." He answered immediately, making them both laugh. There was hardly ever any food at the loft since the guys were always at auditions or shooting. His roommates were a mix of his college buddies, all making their way in the entertainment industry. She had joined their group after their bonds were formed, but she loved them.

FREE-USE ROOMMATES, EPISODE 2: SQUIRTER DANGER TINASHE It felt like a fever dream, but I was certain I wasn't dreaming when he stretched me open. It was only for a split second before my roommate scurried out of his room for the entire night. I finally opened my eyes and looked around, breathing in the scent of his cologne still clinging to the sheets. It wasn’t a dream. It really happened, and I was already starving for more. I had a plan.

I called Dad and told him that I'd finally agreed to go abroad. Then, I headed over to my girlfriend Daphne Hogan's off-campus apartment and packed up every last bit of my stuff. I couldn't help but think back to yesterday. She had promised to be my plus-one for my dorm's dinner party, only to completely ghost me. At the restaurant, I dialed her number over and over again under the judgmental, mocking stares of my roommates. "Hey Jenson, looks like your girlfriend doesn't care all that much about you after all," said a roommate who always loved pushing my buttons. He shot me a loaded, smirking look.

"Didn't you claim you slept with Michael? Why are you alone?" "Hmph, you think you're special? You're just a slut who sleeps with anyone for money!" His words, though not loud, drew attention. I could no longer tolerate his insults. My heart rate increased. And out of no where, I raised my hand to his face. The sound echoed through the room, silencing everyone.

Rose pov I couldn't just believe it. I had got a roommate and that means that all the boredom and every thing else will come . Today us the day that Amy is soon moving in. I am here shifting all the things to make sure that by the time she comes in all the things are in oder . " Are you sure that you want this ?" Layla kept asking me.This is how she has been the last fe minutes.She has been telling me several time that it could be better if if I stayed alone.