And They Were Roomates Novels & Stories

My roommates were already there. They introduced themselves as Amber, Bianca and Crystal, three alpha females who boasted about their strength and status. The smugness they exuded due to their power only soured my mood further. I offered a curt nod before escaping to fetch my schedule, eager to distance myself from their presence.

I promise! Finally, as you would've guessed, "Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend" is coming to an end soon. Specifically, in August. No worries, the next book in the "Roommates" series will kick off right after, focusing on a different character and her/his future after this phase. If there are any more complaints, comments or general opinions, please comment under this chapter. Till then, please... Sit back and enjoy. Signed, Author.

We have passed like five rooms and we still haven't gotten to mine, as I was about to ask why it's taking so long she turned to me and said, "This is your room sweetie, you will be sharing it with your three roommates". "Roommates? I thought I was going to be alone in my room". Miss Caterina chuckled and said, "This is an orphanage and there are lots of kids here so you will have to share and unfortunately we aren't that rich here, so you will have to manage".

"But have you actually considered whether your family can afford to rent you an apartment off-campus? Making your parents foot the bill over something this trivial is a bit unreasonable, don't you think?" I froze on the spot. My lips went white from biting down so hard. Without a word, I turned and walked out of the office. I felt utterly hopeless. Right outside the door, a tall, lean guy was leaning against the wall, seemingly lost in thought. The moment we crossed paths, he spoke up, "Hey, ever thought about getting a roommate? You look harmless enough. How about we share a place?" … "Back then, I brought Marshmallow back to campus, but she vanished again a few days later," I asked, lookin

I'd managed to bank over $19,000. I met my roommate and we worked out the room details, picking beds, closet sides, moving our furniture around. He was also a sophomore, ROTC, and had been going out with a girl the previous year. They hadn't stayed in touch over the summer and he was fretting about getting back together with her. He seemed like a pretty decent guy, and I was hoping we could be friends.

I narrowed it down to two females who were friends. They said they were tired of living in the dorms, and they were excited about the opportunity to share the house. Both of them had jobs, and they said they would not have any trouble paying the rent. I made it clear to them that I was renting a room to each of them, but I was not renting to them and their boyfriends. I told them if I found out they were letting someone else share their room, I would kick them out. Not that I minded them having a boyfriend spend the night, as long as they did not move in.

The only way to complete it was to raise their spirits. The four of them went to the dormitory together. Because of the grouping, they had to move dormitory. Class A had three rooms in total. Class B had four rooms, Class C had six rooms, Class D, Class E had eight rooms, and Class F had only one room. More than a dozen people lived together. When Eliza and the others returned, their names had already pasted to the door of their rooms. Eliza discovered that Roseane and she were not in the same room. Instead, she, Yessenia, and Hollie were in the same room.

"Not really, only five places, including this apartment! this apartment is by far the best!" "Is that so? earlier, the man said there was an empty apartment with three bedrooms. If you don't mind, how about we share a room?" "What? share a room? with you?" ***

She was the one with the real problem! I thought that since we were roommates and it was only the first semester, there was no need to sour things between us. Nonetheless, my genuine kindness had only made Rachel feel entitled to take advantage of me.

To Stella, it was a silent cry and acceptance for help. “Which room do I stay in?” Katelyn asked. “The guest room. And it’s not just you, it’s both of us.” Katelyn’s eyes widened, “We’ll share a room?” Stella smirked, “Yes, just like old times.” They were roommates in college and that was how they met in the first place. “I meant it when I said I am not letting you out of my sight, Katelyn, especially not when you’re sleeping. You know where the room is, go and make yourself comfortable while I find us something to eat.”