My Sweet Roomies Game Novels & Stories

Even from the doorway, I could recognize the person in it. I stepped forward despite Jace trying to hold me back. The closer I got, the more memories began crashing through my mind. I remembered sitting in that room. I remembered my mother crying beside me. I remembered Ethan shouting at someone to leave me alone. Then I remembered another voice I had trusted. A voice that had promised me everything would be okay. My phone vibrated again, and the final message appeared. YOU DIDN’T FORGET THIS ROOM, CARTER. YOU WERE MADE TO FORGET WHO PUT YOU INSIDE IT.

She smirked "Why?" "You can hug and touch him a lot" She teased "Joan!" "I'm not kidding though" "I'm just going to be with you and Crystal" "We will be in a team of 5 , I bet she will go with her dad and you'll never know which arena you'll enter and with who. Maybe you won't be with me too" "What kind of game is it?" "So basically this game is like a maze , we will have the same exit and same meeting points but we started at around 5 different places" She explained

However, as I shifted my focus inward, a delightful surprise awaited me. In the intimate space of my room, a tableau of bustling activity unfolded. All three of my roommates, each a unique thread in the tapestry of shared living, were present. The atmosphere was alive with the energy of unpacking and settling in, transforming the room into a dynamic canvas of personal belongings and the shared anticipation of the journey ahead. The air buzzed with excitement, and all three of my roommates turned their attention towards me, offering warm smiles that instantly eased the lingering sadness. "Welcome, roomie!" they chimed in unison, their enthusiasm infusing the room with a contagious energy.

How could he not prepare her for this? “I see,” she said weakly. All too well. “He is my roommate. This other fool is Dillon. He comes over and watches the game and plays cards with us.” “Wassup.” She hadn’t even given Dillon another look, she couldn’t, she tried. Her attention was drawn to the opposite side of the room. Swallowing the nerves in her throat, she looked around and saw a small poker table in the corner of the living room with a deck of cards and a few beers.

… Soon, the dorm room's group chat began buzzing. I clicked in to read the messages. There was a photo of Theo leaning against my sports car, which Miranda scratched up. He was dressed in a black hoodie, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers. He looked incredibly handsome yet languid. Miranda was beside herself with excitement. "Do you think he's my hot boyfriend? He didn't even demand compensation after I scratched up his car. It has to be him! Who knew my Prince Charming was so close all along? He's so sweet that he must be reluctant to make me pay compensation. He wants to help me save up. What should I do? Gosh, my heart is racing."

I replied, trying to reassure her. "Are these roommates all men?" She inquired, taking the lease from my hand and flipping through its pages. "Kyle... someone, and..." She paused, trying to identify a signature, and I rolled my eyes. "Julianna Macey, give me a straight answer now. Are they all men?" "Yes!" I exclaimed, taking the papers back. "Why is that even a concern? I've met them, and they're all nice people. They're good guys!"

"Don't be, I'm already yours honey." Ugh, endearments gross me out. "No, I'm jealous because Yuji gets along with you better than I do." Then it surprised me again when Toma clings to me, just like what Cami did to him. "Ugh, you gay fuck." Then I tried to shove him away from me. "Hahahaha! I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Let's all get inside now." Toma first goes inside the house. And for a moment, as I gazed at Cami, she was looking furiously at Toma.

He was halfway up the stairs when a voice called out behind him: "You're Noah?" He turned, startled. A figure leaned over the banister above him — bleach-blond hair, oversized jumper, bare feet, a mug of something steaming in one hand. They raised an eyebrow. "Yeah," he said cautiously. "Cool. Emrys. Flatmate. I took the bigger room. You looked like the type who wouldn't argue." Noah blinked. "You're not wrong." "I usually am," Emrys said brightly, turning and disappearing around the corner. "Come up. It smells like death down there."

My hung opened as he walked past me . "You will live in this room from now on " He said taking me to the same room we were in a hour ago . " Whom does this room belong to ?" I asked , "its Mine " I snap my eyes towards him . " It belongs to me , so you can live here " I look away . " I can't get another room ?" I ask . " No , You are staying here , That's my final decision , Now stop complaining and get to work "

You are in the living room of the apartment watching a movie, when you heard the sounds of footsteps in the door, which indicated that the boys had arrived. hey hunks I say As you greet them, the five friends enter the living room, their eyes immediately drawn to you. Jake face lights up with a warm smile, his eyes sparkling as he takes in your presence. Lucas grins mischievously, his gaze lingering on you before he plops down on the couch next to you. Nicolas nods curtly, his expression serious as he leans against the wall, his eyes never leaving your form. Henri's jaw clenches slightly, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes as he sees Lucas sit next to you. Levi blushes and shyly waves a