Psycho Roommates Novels & Stories

Alvin stood up,"Why the rush, did you change your mind?" Precious paused,"No, i almost forgot", She said and chuckled. "You first", Alvin insist and they both walk out of the class. " So where do you want it, your dorm or mine?" "My dorm" "Oh much better, I don't want my Sonya ranting when she sees you", Precious teased and Alvin laughed. " Who is Sonya?" "My roommate" "Ok, my car broke down lately, so..." "It doesn't matter, we can just walk"

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.

The coffee was black and bitter—just like him. I pulled out my phone and tapped Eve's contact. Me: 'Please tell me you're awake and alone.' I watched the three dots dance for a second before a reply popped up. Eve: 'What's up? Please tell me your new roommate isn't some religious nerd or a Delta. I heard they're weird.' Me: 'Trust me, I would accept a nerd or a Delta. Anyone as long as it wasn't a brooding, perverted, sicko Alpha.'

Max would go to work and make lovely meals for strangers, whereas Grace would sit at her laptop, trying to capture the precise moment when two people stop to be individuals and become a pair. But tonight, they were simply Max and Grace, huddled together on their sofa in their apartment, disputing about what to watch on N*****x and expecting a future that felt both thrilling and inevitable. The unforeseen roommate arrangement has become the most anticipated event in each of their lives. And they were right where they belonged.

It was Mason's voice. "Dear, Rachel. You are probably wondering what's going on and let me tell you. All those years ago on this precise date, your world was thrown off its axis. You lost your job, your apartment, your wallet, everything. But what you gained was a roommate you hated with all your heart. An annoying roommate who was determined to help you get a job that you deserve even though he was telling himself he hated you the same you hated him. What you never realized is that our roommate pact was probably the reason for everything else. So you can say you are the blue that is holding us together. You are the person connecting us beyond blood. You might think of yourself as an ordinar

A psychotic dorm mate. “She’s our roommate, you maniac! You are scaring her!” The river vanished in an instant In its place was a perfectly normal wooden floor, slightly scuffed, with a plush wolfskin rug that led to three separate rooms. Footsteps padded on the wooden floor, then she appeared. Ferna Pecker.

Theo roll his eyes "I'm sure you will if you're a girl" Jisoo snapped "Who's your roommate?" Michael asked "Nora" Jisoo muttered "You don't sound happy" "I was praying to be paired with Stella" Jisoo muttered "Oh,,sorry" Theo laughed "What about you Tyson" Theo asked "Seven" Tyson replied "Wow,,I hope you don't die of loneliness" Michael said "He's not that bad" Rose said "Guys!!!! Look at this!!!" A girl ran into the cafeteria and rushed to her friends showing them a picture and they also screamed

Fucked in 4D with surround sound. I lost my first kiss to some golden-eyed psycho who kissed me like he was conducting a science experiment on my soul. Then, as if the universe wanted to spit on me personally, another asshole pinned me to a wall and kissed me like he was claiming property. Two kisses. Two strangers. Zero consent. Zero peace. And my roommates? That crazy yet nice River looked at me with fear in his eye and warmed me about the first psycho that kissed me. “Stay away and always keep your eye down.”

"Oh, and the fourth roommate shows up tomorrow. Theo. He’s a vampire and a quiet guy, keeps to himself." He disappeared into his room. I shut my door and ate three cookies standing up. They were good. Really good. The day dragged on. I organized my room, tried to read, gave up and took a shower then changed into sleep clothes, an old sleeveless nightdress. Pizza showed up around eight. I stayed in my room and heard Jax and Luca talking through the wall. I couldn't make out words, just voices. My wolf stirred. She wanted to go out there. "No," I said firmly. She huffed and settled.

Hayden Jensen—the rich kid I shared an apartment with—had gone off to Kingsley City, leaving the whole place to me. I wasted no time calling over Brock Hayes, a tanned six-foot varsity jock, Julian Reed, the gentle campus heartthrob, and Noah Bennett, a sweet underclassman with puppy eyes. That made four of us—just enough to get a poker game going. Julian suggested that the loser post an ugly selfie on social media. Before long, their photos were flooding the feed.