Room Mate Series Novels & Stories

Do I look sick? "Lucien!" he replied briefly. "Oh ... Lucien, then nice to meet you! please cooperate!" "Yes! I'll excuse me then!" he took a step and entered one of the rooms adjacent to the living room. "Okay, then I also have to go to my room!" I opened the door to the room next to the kitchen. The room is not very big, but very nice and also tidy. There is a bed, a wardrobe and a table. I remembered something, I don't know how many bathrooms and toilets there are in this apartment. If there is only one, it means I have to share the bathroom with him.

he stammered, the hesitation in his voice impossible to disguise. It wasn’t really my place to pry. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your privacy. After all, we were nothing more than roommates… and occasional fuckmates. There was no exclusivity between us,no obligations,no promises and certainly no claim over one another—nothing that justified my curiosity. Bang. Bang. Bang. Three firm knocks resonated through the apartment, shattering the uneasy silence. I instinctively lifted my head, my brows knitting together. Who on earth could that be now? I wondered.

I am in AU to study and not fall into love or relationships, so I have that aspect of my life all figured out," I say, and he looks at me and then nods as if he was just agreeing for the sake of peace. A knock on the door made all of us look. "Are you expecting more guests?" Matt asked, and Javier gave him a look before getting up to go to the door. He pulled it open, and then I heard the voice. "Heard that my roommate is here," Taylor's voice echoed through the room. "Is she?"

Later, Dorin and Seb made their way to their friends’ table, with Johan in tow. “Thanks for waiting,” Dorin said as they sat down. “By the way, this is our roommate Johan.” Johan harrumphed, sat down at the end of the table and started eating. “Hey, can you tell us what’s up?” Rylie asked Dorin, ignoring Johan. “We heard that you’re part of a special class?” “Yeah, Seb, Johan and I...” said Dorin as he ate his second breakfast that day. “I heard you’re staying at the special rooms at the top of the dorm?” asked Robert.

I’ve waited weeks to get this tea. “Urghhh. Worst roommate I’ve had in my entire academy life. That witch turned my room into a battlefield. Constant drama.Good riddance.” Okaaaay? Hailey and Eva were roommates? That explains so much. And maybe… more than roommates? Goddess, it’s like everyone at this academy signed a confidentiality pact. “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I say softly. “But like—how bad was it that they had to remodel the whole dorm system? Couldn’t they just, like, separate you?”

Chapter 44 The Roommate Joanna sat on the bed, a vibrator pressed against her clit. She moved her hips, knowing that her orgasm was about to come, but all of a sudden, the door flung open, revealing her roommate. He looked like a Greek god, and as usual, he wore just the customary shorts and with his chest bare.

I scrolled past all of it to the room allocations because that was the part that actually mattered the most. Room 2—Connie Reid. I scanned through for my other roommates, trying to guess who—among the girls I saw on the profile picture page—it would be. Room 2—Kyrian Maddox. My stomach dropped as I read it again to confirm if I read it wrong the first time. I didn't. I scanned through the other rooms and noticed the same pattern, a boy and a girl, the rooms were mixed. I sat completely still for a moment with my phone in my hand and the realization that I was going to be sleeping in the same room as a guy with a sexual assault record.

At his dorm, he showed me around quickly as we headed for his suite. A sitting room and two bedrooms. His other two roommates were guys on the soccer and swim team. Kyle half-joked that they spent so much time together that he thought they were having sex even though they both had girlfriends. I smiled and said, hey, fun is where you find it, better if you break a few rules. Kyle blushed a little and opened his bedroom door. A twelve-by-twelve room, two single beds, two desks. Some posters on the walls, a cheap rug on the floor. It didn't smell like boy. I tossed my duffle on the other bed.

Went to sleep. A few hours later my roommate came home. I didn't know but he walks across the house to where his room was just off the living to a paused image of a guy sucking another. I don't know to this day, how much he watched, if he masterbated to it. But I'd learn he saw it the next day.

He gazed at his frame on his bedside. The wry smile he gave, exhibited a handsome, young, dashing and high class bachelor who wouldn't stoop below his standards. It contrasted with the man currently staring at the frame. "Well, she's just a roommate and I'll be leaving quite soon, I'm going just to check out." His door knob squeaked and he peeked first but found the lights glowing warmly. The room wasn't much of a mess, the sofa reflected the normal days just like when he was home and no movement but peace.