Novel & Cerita Oh My God They Were Roommates

We filed out together. Roommates. Not friends yet. But in a place like this, that was a start. And with the queens’ eyes on me, I’d take whatever allies I could get. 🩸

I pointed out the obvious. “Come on, let me help you in. Trust me, you have the best roommates. Shane and Scott would be so happy to have you. They’re a set of twins and might make you feel left out at times, but trust me, they are the best. We’re friends,” he boasted as he walked to my door, knocked, then pushed it open without even waiting for a reply. “Shane! Scott! Your roommate is here,” he yelled, but got no response.

Dad went with Caleb, and I took Mom and Stella to mine. "Whoa, you have bunks!" Stella exclaimed, running to the other side of the room. "No, that’s not my corner, Stella," I shrieked, grabbing her hand and leading her to my space."My roommates are evil, and they eat children's fingers for dinner." Stella gasped, and Mom frowned playfully."Don’t listen to your sister, baby.” "Stella and Mom had already heard about my roommates from day one, and Mia had also filled her mom in. They warned us to steer clear of them and avoid any drama.”

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.

I replied, flopping back against the dresser. "Millie!" Sam squealed, sounding for all the world like she was out of breath. "You will NOT believe what I'm about to tell you!" I laughed then, knowing already this was going to be good. "Oh, come on, spill! I need something to distract me from the fact that I'm currently rooming with Satan in a suit." "Wait, what? You're rooming with who?" "Oh, yeah," I smirked. "So, Mr. Serrano and I are sharing a room because the hotel ran out of rooms. It's been… an experience, to say the least."

I had never met a more disrespectful person than the pair. I walked to my room in anger. I was going to kill Jen and Kari for this. How did I end up with such annoying and uncaring friends? Kari had left me and moved in to live with her new boyfriend Ron. Apparently, he was more important than our friendship. On the other hand, Jen had agreed to the proposal that Ron's cousin, Alec should be my new roommate. Then, I the foolish girl had agreed without even knowing what type of person Alec was.

"Avis, could you grab my body wash? It’s on my desk. I'm busy showering; I can't go over to get it." On the balcony, my roommate, Linda Lowe, was indulging in her cold shower, basking in the sunlight streaming through the windows. Our dorm wasn’t on a high floor, and anyone passing below could easily glance up to enjoy the view. But Linda didn’t care. Far from it—she seemed to revel in it, swaying her body with exaggerated movements as though she couldn’t wait to flaunt herself.

"You can get your own room if you want, but it’s extra, comes out of your tips. Most of the girls share. It’s cheaper, and honestly? It gets lonely in this place. Having a roommate… it helps. Someone to talk to who gets it." Fuck that. There was no way in hell I could share a room. My plans and my very reason for being here; all required absolute privacy. "My last roommate left almost a year and a half ago," Starlet continued, a touch of sadness coloring her tone. "Haven’t had the heart to replace her. Or find anyone who wasn’t a total nightmare, anyway." My entire body went still. A year and a half. The timeline was a perfect, chilling match. Haley was killed a year and a half ago. My pulse

Clutching her phone, she burst into tears and ran into the bathroom. From outside, I could vaguely hear her making a complaint call. Her voice was nothing like usual—pinched and cloying, unpleasant to listen to. Grinding her teeth, Joey dropped back into her chair. The other roommate, Carmen Radler, asked worriedly, "She isn't really dating Nick, is she? We really can't afford to offend someone like him." Joey snorted. "So what if she is? We're in the right—what's there to be afraid of? Does he really think he can bend the law? We got into this university on our own merit!"

"We will choose our own teams. I do not want to share a den with any annoying troublemakers." "The pot calling the kettle black! I do not want to stay with a loudmouth like you either, Ronan." "That is great." "Want to be roommates, Solomon?" "Sure, Ronan." "So we will share a den, Ezekiel?" "Sure, Darius." "So we will be roommates, Nyra?" "Sure, Zinnia." "That means it is just the two of us left, Azel. Want to share the last room?" "Sure, Keira."