Roommates Stories

★★★ BOOK 2 IS OUT NOW!! You can read it from my community post or my profile!! Hope you guys will give it a read!! Thank You in advance★★★ She ran from a forced marriage and hid among killers. Disguised as a boy, Omega Selene Valeska sneaks into the Ironfang Alpha Academy, the last place anyone would look for her. But when one reckless show of strength lands her in the elite dorm, she finds herself rooming with the most dangerous Alpha-in-training. Cold. Merciless. Impossibly tempting. And the worst part? He's her mate. As brutal trials close in and her wolf fights the bond she can't claim, Selene must protect her secret-and her heart. Because if he discovers what she is, she won't just lose her freedom. She'll lose him.

Liam Horthon broke her heart once-prom night. The words she wished he'd heard... never came out the way she wanted. Years later, Lila Hartley-now Nova-walks into his world with a new name, a new attitude, and a score to settle. Forced to live together under one roof, sparks fly, sarcasm is mandatory, and chaos is guaranteed. Liam is dark, broody, and always in control. Nova is bold, bright, and utterly impossible to ignore. One room. Two clashing personalities. And absolutely no privacy. Secrets, tension, and hidden motives lurk in the shadows-because in this game of love and revenge, nothing is ever simple.

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Christina. I swear I hate him. Ethan Carter with his stupid dimples and neat black hair, always sitting in the front row like the professor personally adopted him. He writes everything down, color-codes it, breathes it. Meanwhile, I'm in the back, half-awake, half-bored, living for the chaos of anything but lectures. And yet he watches me. Not in the judgmental way everyone else does. Not like I'm a disaster waiting to happen. His brown eyes are steady, calculating, almost amused. Like he knows something I don't. We got paired for the semester. Same goddamn dorm room. Of course we did. The universe loves tormenting me. But he didn't flinch. He just smiled slightly, dimples showing, like he was the one entertained. He thinks he can fix me. That's cute. What he doesn't know is I don't want fixing. Still... when he leans over my desk, lowering his voice so only I can hear, telling me exactly what I'm going to do and when, something tight coils in my stomach. I hate that I listen. I hate that I want to. Ethan. Christina Emerson is chaos in human form. Dirty blonde hair never brushed the same way twice. Gray eyes that challenge everything. She pretends not to care about anything, especially not me. But she notices me. She notices when I don't look at her. She notices when I do. Everyone thinks I'm boring. The quiet nerd. The safe one. They don't see the way I study people the same way I study books. Christina is reckless, but she's not stupid. She just runs from effort the way others run from fear. And she runs from me. I don't try to change her. I just corner her with expectations. Deadlines. Eye contact that lasts a second too long. She rolls her eyes, calls me names under her breath. Yet she shows up. Late, dramatic-but she shows up. Her breath stuttered. She does hate me. She just hates that I see through her. And I'm patient. Very patient.

Abe Barrett is surrounded by ghosts - some of them are even his roommates! But now Abe's visions show something dark coming, and it wants Abe dead. ***** When Abe Barrett's family died, he started seeing ghosts. Soon he was living with three of them, and it turns out ghosts are just as eccentric as people. Abe is bothered by the ghosts constantly since he doesn't want to solve their murders, avenge them or do much of anything. He just wants to do his job and relax. His dreams, however, have been getting darker as people in town start to disappear. Soon Abe realizes there is something hunting him, and that same threat was involved with his family's deaths. A legacy of darkness is chasing Abe Barrett, and his supernatural roommates may not be enough to save him. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

want you.... All of you.... Your flaws.... Your mistakes... Your imperfections. I want you.... and only you.. My Love🖤 Anuradha🤍

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

Jack Renolds is known for 2 things his love for basketball and his hatred towards Theodore Cooper. Theodore Cooper is also known for 2 things his brilliant mind and his hatred towards the one and only Jack Renolds. What will happen if the two of them are paired to be roommates for their final year

Jungkook and Yuna have been close best friends since elementary school and now they're roommates in college. Will their close friendship bloom into something more? Read to find out. ⚠️❗️Disclaimer❗️⚠️ Lazy Author! She will try to get her sleep deprived brain to write when she can! ⚠️❗️Another Disclaimer❗️⚠️ First Time Writing! Based on a C.AI chat. 🤭

They're roommates getting to know each other and becoming fast friends . . . Part of me always thought I'd die young, like I'd probably never grow up. I don't think I ever really wanted to die, it just kind of felt inevitable or maybe even necessary. I'm twenty years old now. I remember a time when I couldn't picture myself making it to eighteen and I turned twenty a few months ago. I'm still young, but somehow it makes it easier to picture myself as older. Especially now that I've moved out of my mom's place and everything feels real now. I think I'll miss living with her and my brothers, but this is kind of amazing. I'm not on my own, I leased this place with someone else - granted I don't know much about the guy, Trent, I think his name was. I found his post online looking for a roommate and I took the opportunity eagerly. It's nice enough. Fairly open layout, kitchen in the front, living room in the back and two bedrooms off to the left with a bathroom to the right. Pet friendly, too. This couldn't have been better. Setting up my two snakes was the first thing I did, now I'm just unpacking all my crap. Nearly jumping out of my skin when someone knocks on my doorframe. "Jesus, didn't mean to scare you." It was just Trent. "No, you're fine. I'm not difficult to scare. What's up?" "Just wondering if you want dinner, I'm ordering a bunch of food right now." Dinner? What time is it right now? Good god. "Shit, yeah that sounds good. I could go for some burritos or pizza right now." "Cool." He does something on his phone before pocketing it and stepping into my room, looking around. "Whatcha doin?"

"It is my mother's surname. She was Italian," she added "Italian" he muttered. "You're the only one today who hasn't looked at me with fear or adoration. You look at me as if I am a task to be completed." "You are," she said bluntly. He was certain the "Glacier"-as he had mentally dubbed Katha Albani-would be no different. She was cold and blunt, yes, but in his experience, that was often a cover for a lack of true discipline. He entered his office, sat behind his desk, and began reviewing the morning's global market fluctuations. He didn't look at the clock, but his internal rhythm was ticking. 6:58 AM. Silence in the hallway. 6:59 AM. Still nothing. He reached for a file, inwardly preparing the speech to dismiss her. He had no room for someone who couldn't respect the sanctity of time. 7:00:00 AM. At the exact second the digital clock on his desk flipped, there was a single, firm knock on the door. It wasn't the frantic tapping of someone who had just sprinted from the elevator. It was steady. "Come in," he said, his voice flat. The door opened, and Katha Albani stepped inside. She looked exactly as she had the day before-not a single hair out of place, her face a perfect, unreadable mask of ivory. She wasn't out of breath. She wasn't holding a coffee cup. She carried only a sleek digital tablet and a professional notebook. "Good morning, Sir," she said. Her voice was the same monotone, clinical sound that felt like a splash of cold water. "It is 7:00 AM. Your schedule for the day is uploaded, and the briefing for the 8:30 meeting is ready for your review." The man leaned back, his obsidian eyes narrowing as he studied her. He looked for a flush in her cheeks or a slight tremor in her hands-any sign that she had rushed. There was none. She stood there like a statue, waiting for his first command. "You're on time," he remarked, his voice a low rumble. "I am never late," she replied bluntly.

They were supposed to be just roommates. Nothing else. But things escalated and they found themselves tangled in something more. Something deeper.

Stephanie Audi did not come to Chicago looking for love. She came with a scholarship, two suitcases, and the kind of courage that only exists when there is no other choice. Fresh from Kaduna and raised in a quiet Christian home, Stephanie arrives in America believing the hardest part will be adjusting to a new country. She is wrong. Because within hours of landing, her housing falls through, and she is left stranded in a city where nobody knows her, nobody is waiting for her, and she has absolutely nowhere to go. Her only option is a temporary apartment arrangement with Julian Brooks, a quiet, maddeningly handsome man who does not look like he enjoys company, conversation, or surprises. Julian has rules. Stephanie has pride. And neither of them is prepared for what happens when loneliness, proximity, and late-night vulnerability begin to blur the lines between strangers and something far more dangerous. In a city that feels too cold, too fast, and too unfamiliar, Stephanie must learn how to survive on her own without losing herself in the process. But the more time she spends with the man who was supposed to be only a roommate, the more she begins to realize that sometimes love does not arrive loudly. Sometimes it slips in quietly and becomes the very thing that starts to feel like home. A slow-burn romance about migration, loneliness, healing, faith, and finding love in the last place you expected.

not your average mafia academy.. At Donterra Academy, power isn't just inherited, it's earned. The mafia heirs are almost near the finish line as their senior year begins with a bang. However everything that they've been training their whole lives for, begins to crumble piece by piece as secrets begin to unfold. Arianna Harper is the definition of perfection, or so she claims. She's the future Donna of three empires. Feared, flawless, and untouchable, she's spent her entire life proving she's more than just a name. However, Miles Molotov has always been her exception. Her rival. Her weakness. The only person who sees through every mask she wears. Her mafia's colour is white. His is black. Their fate was sealed before they even knew it. As alliances fracture, betrayals resurface, and the brutal Crucible Exam looms closer, Arianna is forced to choose between power and vulnerability... This is the story that shows which decision she makes, and if it destroys her in the process. CHAPTERS EVERY WED + SUN 0/100 chapters completed 0/1 playlists made 0/3 epilogues completed rewards: #1 dorm #3 mafia heir #3 yearn #4 training #5 academic rivals #5 perfect #6 childhood #6 boarding school #7 roommates #20 twins

A wild night at the bar lands a down-and-out young man with an unexpected baby, tricked by a beautiful stranger. Just when he thinks his luck can't get worse, the house he's renting is suddenly bought by the same woman. Now he's trapped under the same roof as his bitter enemy: a sharp-tongued, high-and-mighty millionaire who treats him like a nuisance. Every day is a battle of wits, snarky banter, and quiet moments that make his heart race. Will they drive each other crazy first... or fall in love despite all the odds? New chapters 3x a week | Follow & vote to see what happens next!

2 roommates in one house. one needed out and the other needs a home for college. house is sturdy.. barely.. but it's a home. different POVs each chapter, starting with one then back and forth. Maybe they'll become friends, maybe more..

Hannah Stewart has always been the quiet keeper of her own heart, loving from long distance. At twenty-four, she leaves behind everything familiar to start over in Germany-accepting a teaching job, reconnecting with her roots, and finally closing the chapter on the feelings she's carried for years for her childhood best friend, Bastian. But nothing goes as planned. When a sudden housing shortage leaves Hannah with nowhere to stay, she finds herself moving into Bastian's home-and her unrequited feelings are getting more difficult to hide. Now a rising professional soccer star at just twenty-five, Bastian is living fast, surrounded by attention, success, and casual relationships that make it painfully clear he hasn't been waiting for her the way she once hoped. Yet beneath the fame and distractions, the boy Hannah grew up with is still there-the one who knows her better than anyone else, who makes her laugh, who feels like home. Though distance is no longer a factor, will they find their way into each other's hearts and share the words that have never been said?

-in which Sunghoon agrees to go on a 1.8 million won trip with his new roommate Kim Sunoo-completely unaware of the trouble they're about to drag each other into. february 2026 - on going

After spending another year in college happily together, Quackity and Wilbur both receive their Associates Degrees, but with the third year beginning, things start to take a tumble and suddenly their plans and lives separate, leaving their relationship trapped in between.

I didn't plan for my life to fall apart in a grocery store parking lot. And I definitely didn't plan to meet him there either. Somewhere between crying outside Fairview Market and learning how to get through each day, I find something I wasn't looking for, hope. Not loud. Not perfect. Just... enough. This isn't a love story. It's about learning how to breathe again. And maybe that's the point. You don't plan the people who change you.