Roommate Valentine Novels & Stories

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

Tatiana was alarmed to see me. Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode. “Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy. I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry. “Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!” “Tatiana, what are you talking about?” An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses. “And who is this?” “Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”

The vodka-punch-mess I’m drinking. Then— “Seth would hate this playlist,” Ramon mutters, scrolling through the queue. “Guy’s got the music taste of a divorced dad going through a crisis.” My body tenses before I can think. Cup halfway to my mouth. Tracey glances at me. “You good?” “Yeah,” I say too quickly. “Just didn’t expect… that name to come up.” “Oh. Right. Roommate situation,” she says casually, then turns to the others. “Alex lives with my cousin.”

"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 ordinary woman but let me tel

I said and Chloe smiled "You really like this guy , don't you?" "I don't know" I shook my head "You missed him when he stopped bothering you , waking up every 2 a.m everyday because you remembered every moment that you spend with him in this time and the fact that you only see him Val.. you like this guy" "I guess" "Love isn't about one person fighting alone Valentine , it's about 2 people. If there's only one person who fights.. there will be time for them to give up"

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.

She smiled brightly at Val and held her arms out to him. "Hi, Mama Iida," he said. He embraced her and she patted his cheek as he pulled away. "What are you doing out so late, Valentine?" she asked in a light, airy voice. "Gabe returned early," he explained. "We have a special guest who will need a room." He gave her a meaningful look, but didn't say more. She looked at me and smiled brilliantly. "Oh, wonderful. I have a very nice room that I think you will find comfortable." She walked around the desk and motioned for me to follow her down the hall.

He began ravishing her without mercy. Valerie blushed all over. She bit her lips in fear of making a sound. "Tonight, the gift I'm giving you is staying awake all night." The clock ticked past midnight. The aunt and nephew waiting downstairs gazed at each other. "We both won." Upstairs, Kieran could hear fireworks being set off. He looked down at the beauty beneath him. "Happy New Year, Valerie." "I'm not happy at all." Kieran laid on top of her and continued kissing her. "I am."

I completely forgot the most key part of this plan. "Hello—" "How much money do I have to give you to stay out of the apartment tonight?" I ask quickly. "Hello to you too, Juls. Nice to hear from you," he says in a cocky tone, and I groan. "Answer my question." "Why do you want me out so bad?" "Because it's Valentine's day, and I want the kitchen and dining room. You keep retching whenever you see us together, so I'm kindly asking you to stay away," I tell him, putting my hand on my hip. "Please?"