My Secret Roommate Novels & Stories

You will need to lift the third rock’ she messages back. Emmett smiles to himself with her reply; “what room will she be in? I’ve never been to their apartment before” he whispers to himself, before asking Tiffany the question. Tiffany quickly messages back as she heard Vince and Simone coming through the front door. ‘First door on the right as you head down the hallway. If you go into the left door; you will be joining Vince and me. He’s a light sleeper and will probably beat you where you stand if you mess it up.’

“It’s nothing that you should worry about. It’s just between me and my friend. We sometimes challenge each other. Anyway, let’s introduce ourselves properly. You can call me Haze. Everyone does that. I usually work from home, so I need a quiet environment. I reckon you must need an office table for your writing, right? Since there is only one office room, and all my work stuff is there, we have to settle you down here in the living room. There is one small corner where you can actually put a desk, and we can reform a little. There are two bathrooms, so you can use one on your side of the room. The house cleaner comes three times a week. If there is something you don’t understand or you have

“His dad’s loaded.” The team is scattered around the living room, some on the sectional, others at a pool table off to the side. Raph, tall and all teeth, claps Seth on the back and then turns to me. “You the mysterious roommate,” he says. “We thought Seth made you up.” “Uh,” I start, but Seth cuts in. “He’s real,” Seth says, smirking. “Try not to scare him off.” A chorus of hellos and half‑teasing remarks meet me. Someone shoves a red plastic cup into my hand. I sniff, beer, I sip. It’s cold and bitter but I don’t hate it.

As they settled into the couch, Grace's head on Max's shoulder and his arms about her like a fortress against whatever remained of the scary world outside, she reflected on the unexpected roads that lead individuals to exactly where they needed to be. Max had been her mysterious roommate a week before, hiding secrets she was reluctant to reveal. Tonight, he was the guy she would do anything to protect, the future she was courageous enough to choose. They'd start establishing their own life tomorrow.

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

I succeeded in getting their attention "can you please get out of this place, and where are my roommates?" "roommates? this is our room, I think you were roomed with us" one of them said. "what! I was roomed with boys!!" I yelled. The guys exchanged skeptical glances, and one of them muttered under his breath, "Great, just what we need." I stood frozen in the doorway, my eyes scanning the room in horror. How could they do this to me? how can they room me with... boys. One of them, a tall, dark-haired guy with piercing blue eyes, stood up from the couch and walked towards me, a charming smile plastered on his face. "Hi, I'm Ethan," he said, stretching out his hand for a handshake.

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.”

As soon as her son’s excited chatter faded into background noise, old worries crashed in—Ava, still unconscious in that hospital bed; Marcus falling apart; and the woman tangled up at the center of it all, living with the ugliest secret Selena had ever uncovered. Elara Quinn. Up until now, just a name buried deep in restricted files. Keller nudged her on the way to the rental car. “You alright? What do you think?” “I know coming was right, but honestly, it feels like there are stacks of secrets waiting to explode,” Selena said, tired. “If it made sense, we wouldn’t realize how deep it goes.” Keller gave her a look—part concern, part exhaustion. He got it. Selena always let her fears simmer,

Violet protested, pouting her lips. "Don't tell me there are still many secret rooms that we don't know about," said Alfred, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. "Even I myself as his personal secretary haven't explored the whole house yet." “Aish, finally found out! Well, I'll show you everything." Gabriel got up from the couch lazily acting as a tour guide again. "So next time, show us all first," Violet joked as she followed Gabriel from behind. Again Gabriel had to repeat from the beginning showing all the rooms to all his friends, except the secret room which was located in the basement. When Gabriel pointed to Violet's spa room, the eyes of the two women looked at the room with sparkling e

Destiny has an annoying habit of poking her nose everywhere. And it felt like she was playing with my life like it was some sort of a kid’s board game- all for entertainment. Having Caleb in town was not enough of a surprise that now he was my roommate. “You can go in now!”, Headmaster Collin’s secretary said. “Thank you!”, I barged into the room.