Room Mate Series Novels & Stories

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

"Damn girl. You've got some fire." I step back, not liking the intense look in his eyes. "Are you going to hurt me?" He pauses for a moment, expression shocked. Then, he bursts into laughter that lasts for a full minute. He's wiping off tears from the corner of his eyes when he speaks, "Hurt you? Now that is the most absurd thing I've ever heard." He sighs, relaxing. "Look, I'm Rory, and that guy over there," he points to the dark haired guy, "is Thomas. We're both roommates, and from what I've seen so far, you're our final roommate."

The only word that came out from Ryu before gulping the whole beer. Mr. Tako served the ramen right before Nato got back from his call. "So--." Nato started saying with excitement while looking at Ryu for his reaction. Ryu looked at him confused, waiting for Nato to continue what he is about to say. "I already informed your new roommate and arranged everything that needs to be done." Ryu could only give Nato a look of disagreement but he knew he couldn't argue with Nato at this point since he was really trying to save up money before telling his parents about him being a dropped out for years now. "Your new roommate will be moving within the next few days." Nato said as he slurp his ramen. "

After the game, a couple of the guys that were playing came up to me. “Are you new here?” One of them asked. He was pretty cute, he had blonde hair and blue eyes, and he was tan and tall. “Yes, I got here yesterday.” I told them. “Why is a pretty girl like you sitting out here all alone?” The guy next to the blonde asked. “Getting some air away from Thor.” I said “Who’s Thor?” The blonde asked. “He happens to be my mate and the guy I’m rooming with.” “What you have a guy as a roommate? Why is that, they never put the same gender in the same room.” The brown hair guy asked, which is the one standing next to the blonde?

FREE-USE ROOMMATES, EPISODE 2: SQUIRTER DANGER TINASHE It felt like a fever dream, but I was certain I wasn't dreaming when he stretched me open. It was only for a split second before my roommate scurried out of his room for the entire night. I finally opened my eyes and looked around, breathing in the scent of his cologne still clinging to the sheets. It wasn’t a dream. It really happened, and I was already starving for more. I had a plan.

Rose pov My eyes got stuck at her. However much I wanted to either move close to her and cover up or just get out of the room. The thing is I didn't do any of the above .I just stood there watching at whatever she was doing... You can call me what you want. Moments later, I came back to my senses and realized that I was seeing my roommate, a good friend of mine mastrabating on my bed. Can this be true, she could do this in her room. What has made her do this..

Oh god, she really did lead another life and who was I kidding, I was probably the side piece. “I kind of have a roommate.” Marissa continued. “Babe! Don’t fucking scare me like that.” “What?” She asked, getting worried. “When you paused like that I thought you were going to say something serious. Like you weren’t actually a lesbian or something and that you actually had a husband and that I was some kind of experimental homewrecker. But a roommate. Who cares? I had a roommate until like last year.” “So it doesn’t...bother you?” She asked.

"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.

She was Asian, short, with soft curves and a beautiful complexion. Josie’s Dad wasn’t what I expected. He wore steel toe work boots with worn jeans and a Carthart t-shirt. A look of shock traveled across his tired face. “Momma, Daddy, these are my roommates Maverick and Jordan.” Silence enveloped the room. Jordan hummed the Jeopardy theme song beneath his breath. Her mother turned to her and said, “You said you were moving in with a girl? These,” she said, gesturing toward the two of us, “are not girls.”

“Yeah.” “You can hang out with us. We all just got here today. I’m Posey.” She gestures to her friends. “This is Erica and Bri. We’re all roommates. What about you?” “I’m Mia. I’m living by myself. I wish I had roommates to go places with,” I admit, and the three of them tip their heads to the side like they feel bad. They seem nice, genuine. “We’ll be your roommates for the night,” Posey suggests. She’s a tall, slender brunette whose contour game is better than mine will ever be. Erica and Bri are pretty with their shiny blond hair and blue eyes, but Posey’s the standout.