Hot Roommates Novels & Stories

she added, her words coming out blunt and direct, making my cheeks flush even hotter. My stomach did this hard flip inside me, a rush of heat spreading down low as I thought about how we had been roommates for two whole years now, sharing this tiny space, seeing each other naked all the time in the mornings or after showers, our bodies just there without any big deal, but there was always this undercurrent, this tension that I felt but never said anything about.

Six of them rejected him and fourteen didn't even bother to give him a reply. "But I do miss your cooked meals." Ryu said trying to light up the mood. "I knew it. I knew that you liked those dishes that I cooked." Nato said smiling and they both laughed remembering how the taste of each dish was based on luck. "By the way, about that-." Nato suddenly changed the tone of his voice. "Hmm?" Ryu replied confused waiting for Nato to continue. "I know you don't like any roommates but I do know a person that is looking for an apartment." Nato said. "Don't even think about it. It's not going to work for me." Ryu replied. "I know you don't really like associating with other people but this is just a

“It’s more like…a hockey-themed Airbnb.” It’s my turn to shake my head and laugh. Tripp smiles. “Really? Do you rent out your spare bedroom to all the single moms?” Tripp smirks. “No, just hot ones.” “Tripp!” Dane growls, the frustration in his voice evident. “What? Just stating the obvious,” he says as he tears into a donut. “If I’m moving in here, there will definitely need to be ground rules,” I say. Dane sighs, scooting his chair closer to me. “Of course. I think that would be good for all of us.” I don’t miss the way his pointed stare fixates on Tripp. But Tripp doesn’t seem to care at all, which is oddly refreshing.

It took me a while, but finally, peace was in my grasp once more. Still, I never imagined she would give him my contact details without my consent! "I know girls like you are shy and play hard to get. You're rejecting me now, but you asked your roommate to give me your contact details," the man texted me. I instantly deleted his text and blocked him.

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.

"Enough chit-chat. The sun is setting, and we have rooms to assign. This isn't a hotel, it's a social experiment. Which means... forced proximity!" Groans from the cast. "We have six luxury suites," Mira explained. "And twelve—well, now thirteen—contestants. You do the math." "Roommates?" Sam, the Fitness Bro, asked. "I need space. I have equipment." "You'll have a bunkmate, Sam. Deal with it," Mira said. "I've posted the list by the stairs. Go find your new best friends. Or enemies." The group surged toward the list. Elion stayed where he was. He didn't need to look. He knew.

Tatiana was alarmed to see me. Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode. “Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy. I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry. “Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!” “Tatiana, what are you talking about?” An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses. “And who is this?” “Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”

and I'm a great person to be with, so fuck off". I said angrily and stormed upstairs. What a jerk of a cousin. It's been two weeks since i started doing Williams, and I must say it has been awesome. Although I was still learning to cope with the occasional gossips and jealousy from girls who wanted to be in my shoes, overall, I'm cool. I mean, what's the worse that could happen? I was headed to Jason's house( aka Mr Vampire) as usual, to say hello and grab a lunch. Oh, and by the ways, my lunch is shared by Williams and I.

I add concerned about her though we have known each other for only three days and a half now. "She is always bringing guys ..and to make matters worse, a different one each time. " she finishs.Poor girl, a pity her a lot. How on earth can you sleep almost in the same room with your roommate being fucked ..but I won't lie you the idea of being fucked by a different guy each night makes me feel moist in between my legs ...I am a real pervert for sure . " so what are you going to do about it ?" I ask her.

“It looks good on ya. You just look like a grown up, but I know better so …” She went to kick his shin but he dodged her, swiping her bags and starting toward the spare bedroom upstairs. “Can’t I stay downstairs?” Lucas stopped on the first step and looked back over his shoulder. “Nah, I have a roommate.” Delaney gave him three lazy blinks and looked around. “You what?” He shrugged his shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal. “It’ll be fine, swear.”