All Roommates Love Novels & Stories

•.• Skylar •.• “I’m Room 16,” Harper said, staring at her phone. “Queens Hall.” She looked up at me. The school had sent out details of students’ dorm rooms and every other vital piece of information through email. “What room are you?” she asked, and I pursed my lips, staring down at my phone. “Room 17…” I was interrupted when Harper shrieked and threw her arms around me. “Our rooms will be right next to each other!” she grinned, and I cocked my head to the side.

After his speech, he told the candidates that they may enter the mansion and find their roommates. Rain and Kylie gathered their luggage, Rain suddenly nervous to find out who would be her roommate. She didn’t have to worry about being paired with Eric since males and females couldn’t room together. But, what if she had to room with Monica. Rain would surely lose her shit and probably get expelled. She smiled at the thought. It wouldn’t be the first time she was expelled.

Macmillan murmured, kissing my temple. Orlando nuzzled my neck. "We love you like this." Jordan’s hand stroked my back. "And we’re never letting you hide things from us again." I smiled sleepily, sore in the best way, completely satisfied and safe between my three roommates. The punishment had been exactly what I needed, I couldn’t wait for the next one and I'll make sure it comes soon.

Imagine me ending up in a room with someone like Jared who hates me. My secret will be exposed even before I get the chance to settle in. He'll always be in my face and it won't take long for him to realize that something is incredibly wrong. "So," He continued while we listened in rapt attention. "We decided to have you share a space with your current roommate. It's easier for all and will be less messy cause you both are already familiar with each other." I glanced at Kalix subtly when he said that. Deep down in my hearts of hearts, I'm grateful that it's him and not someone else. I can bear to live with that.

, but it does feel very strange using a keyboard instead of a pen and paper. I will try to visit you when I can, but you understand that I am working quite long hours now and the fares are expensive too. So mostly, I will have to write to you instead. Look after yourself and thank you for everything. Love, Jenny xxx ***** Wanted: Roommate to share rent and bills. Must be clean and tidy. Female. N/S. No pets. ***** In their tiny shared apartment, Jenny gets to know her new roomie. She is finding it an education.

"We're one roommate short. Once someone moves in we'll have to share the kitchen with them." "I haven't had a roommate since college. It sounds fun." Only a rich person who isn't forced to live with a roommate would think it sounds fun. "Yeah, it sure is. If you find sharing public spaces with a person who steals your snacks and doesn't wipe under the toilet every time fun, then yes you should try it." "The Moores have a family rule. We never pay rent only mortgages." I roll my eyes. "Of course you do." Does he hear the shit coming from his mouth?

Neither have us have indicated we feel anything for the other, that’s how it’s going to stay. My team and I stay in this apartment complex near the facility. It’s nothing luxurious but it is more than enough to live happily. Being friends with your team has its advantages, we work well together and help each other out a lot. No one is selfish; we all put in an equal amount of effort.

The room is alive with the rhythm of shared joy and the familiarity of a chosen family. Laughter becomes the glue that binds us, creating an invisible thread of connection. In these shared moments, the walls of formality come down, and we are simply three individuals enjoying the simplicity of a movie night together. Jim’s playful banter, Mrs. Dan’s maternal warmth, and my laughter weave a tapestry of togetherness in the cozy movie room.

Dax’s POV Being roommates, we started as friends. We go together to play cricket, go shopping, etc. We are afraid of seniors ragging us. So we used to go outside together, or we stayed in our hostel room. Soon in a month soon we became good friends. My roommates were eager to discuss sex, and they described the sexy parts of classmates and argued about who had the best figure. I generally have a shy character, so I don’t involve myself in the discussions most of the time.