Le Rosey Dorms Novels & Stories

Lizzy questioned. "I am Rosemary Manuel." "Oh nice. Roseline, Rosemary." Lizzy pointed to the two new roommates of hers. "Two roses." "Just only one seem to be the rose without thorns, and the other looks like black rose with deadly thorns." Jennifer mumbled to Lizzie's ear. And in agreement, Lizzy nodded her head in agreement. Rosemary passed by them, looked at the cheap bed in front of her. So she is going to be sleeping on one this things. Oh, this would make her hate her father.

After the class which helped me clear my head, I walked with Jordon through the compound, “so where exactly are you staying, is it a barrack or dorm like place?” He chuckled as he pointed to a building, “dorm like, but it’s cozy enough, there’s a game room, living area, kitchen all on the first floor, then the rest are rooms, some double some single, why?” I shrugged, “any empty single rooms?” “Yes, Rochelle, what’s the sudden interest,” he tilted his head to look at me questioningly. “Show me, or are she-wolves not allowed,” I giggled. He chuckled, “come on, there are no rules about she-wolves living in the dorms and during the probationary period you were housed with all males, why would t

and he strode out of the room closing the door behind him. “What the fuck is wrong with that guy,” Rori’s voice sounded muffled due to the fact she still had her face in Mason’s stomach. Mason laughed and let go of Rori, “Yea and he still never checked out here,” as he opened the door that led to the narrow balcony outside and Rori followed. The view wasn't stellar by any means it only gave a view of the school grounds and the highway behind it but Rori liked the feel of the wind so the view was no big deal for her .“This is awesome,” Rori squealed and her and Kristi giggled again in unison. After a few more minutes Rori turned around and went back inside to inspect the file folder Headie h

“The campus knows. The board knows. Your parents know. Let them deal with it.” I nodded, kissing his fingers. “I’m ready to fight with you.” We fell asleep like that, wrapped around each other, the future uncertain but the present perfect. WESLEY’S POV Having her back felt like winning the championship I thought I had lost. The next few days were a whirlwind of passion and planning. We spent every night together in my flat, making love in every room, talking for hours about how we would navigate the rest of the semester.

00 pesos left. He examined the flowers in the bouquet, they looked beautiful. But he didn't recognize the names of these flowers as he only knew roses. After buying the bouquet, he swiftly took it to the Women's Dormitory where Sherly was staying. The women's dormitory in this school was similar to the men's dormitory also having four different economic classes of which were: Ordinary, Advance, Special, and VIP. Inside each of these dormitories, there were also different room classes, namely Simple, Regular, and Standard.

A pretty stranger. Then somehow I saw her again, banging on the door. To say I was shocked would be understatement. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her; Rose was positively drenched, her clothes clinging to every curve on her body. I tried not to stare too hard so as to not come off as a creep, but my eyes couldn't help but linger. Through the night we were stuck together I tried to distract myself from my hardening cock. Containly making coffee, and heading to the back room. Though I tried positioning my body certain ways so she won't be put off. I made sure to give her enough space to make her feel comfortable and safe. I didn't want her to think I had ill intentions.

If Principal Choi works hard enough, someday she might just end up there with a student perched on her gravestone, smoking a joint. The dormitory or boarding parts of the Academy are slightly more modern –built about a century after the main grounds. It is divided into six identical buildings, each a boring, three-storey, fifteen room slab of concrete, glass, and steel, all an identical grey. Each dorm building is referred to as a house. We have; House Artemis and House Apollo which boards the Year Ones, then House Persephone and House Hades for the Year Twos, and finally, House Hera and House Zeus for the Year Threes, aka the seniors, aka us that are ready to hightail out of this shithole,

I didn’t cry when my parents hugged me goodbye. I didn’t cry when the elevator doors closed on their proud, watery smiles. But I did cry when I opened my dorm closet and realized it barely qualified as one. Okay, not actual crying. But the dramatic sigh I let out? That was real. “Small but full of character,” I muttered, eyeing the beige walls and twin bed that barely fit against the window. Welcome to college, Amaya Rosario. May your dreams be big and your storage solutions creative.

Alessandra Russo POV After a little searching, I found my dorm building and my room on the second floor. Thank goodness there was an elevator. I’d given up on the shoes in the registration office and hadn’t bothered to put the torture devices back on, despite the funny looks I was getting from other students as I walked around campus in my bare feet.

Kendrick asked Rosy when they got inside. "The one next to our room, I need to keep a close eye on him," Rosy answered. They got to the room, and Kendrick dropped everything and turned to Lyon, "Do you like it?" "It's fine; I love it," Lyon replied, walking around and checking everything out. "Okay, Lyon, try getting familiar with your room first. We will be back." Rosy informed him, and he responded with a nod. Rosy and Kendrick walked to their room, which was like the next door, and when they got inside, Kendrick sat on the bed staring at Rosy as he waited for an explanation.