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Undesirables.

TheOnlyCattButt

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Reads 178
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Parts 2
Time 28m

TheOnlyCattButt

college crazy creepy dorms fiction imposter mystery obsessive room roommates scary strange suspense weird

Becoming a Freshman in college is new and exciting! Having complete independence and living in a dorm is even better, even if you have to share it with a roommate or two. 

But little did Jenni know that she would have to spend her first semester with the roommate from hell... 

[So just a heads up, I wrote this story way back {3 years ago?} during my first year of -- you guessed it -- college! No, this is not based on true events! I've never lived in a dorm or with a crazy roommate. It was simply an English project we had to do, so that's why it's a bit rushed and kind of short. I had to keep it within a certain number of pages, and I actually went OVER that amount. Luckily my teacher was cool about it, and I got an 'A' anyways. But I thought it was fun to write, and I thought the story itself was pretty interesting and unique, so I figured y'all could enjoy {or not enjoy?} it too! Let me know what you think!]All Rights Reserved

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You're My Soulmate? (Jamilton) by CaptaiinAmerica

"Jefferson..." Hamilton choked on his words "Hamilton..." Jefferson glared at Hamilton "I'm your roomate?!? How can that be? there is no way I'm staying in the same dorm as you! you almost fucking killed me with Madison!" He yelled his eyes threatened to spill tears "I can't believe I'm being forced into being roommates with you" he growled and walked away towards his room "This can't be happening..." Hamilton sighed and walked into the same room as Jefferson "Dammit Laurens you had to pick the other room..." he muttered while unpacking his stuff. here are some things you need to know about this story! this is a College,Modern day,Soulmate AU. I need to warn you that I will be writing about self harm and suicidal thoughts! there is cursing. but don't worry I'm not writing smut just a really fluffy story ^-^

The Story Of Tonight by lexlawrence

In the fall after her high school graduation, Danielle Davis has been spending her days lying alone in her shared New York City apartment. Attempting to fill the ticking time, she fills her moments painting empty canvases and ignoring her roommate as much as she possibly can without her actually noticing. But she can only go so long without seeing her, and at their once a month lunch date her roommate brings along a guest. Maren. Excerpt: She was paler than I first remember her, wearing clothes three times larger than her own frame, little effort put into her outfit compared to the first time I met her. She looked confused too for a second, and then she leaned down to pull her sandals off, making herself comfortable in someone else's home. Maren didn't seem like the kind of girl to spontaneously show up at someone's house, maybe I had misjudged her. "Beth's not here." My face remained blank while we made eye contact, she stood up, her natural height just a little taller than my own. Her gaze settled on me, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Head to toe, and back again her eyes flickered. She didn't answer my statement. "I didn't think you'd be here." "I live here." I deadpan, she's leaning against the door now, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "I know." *** This is my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) project for this year! This is a raw, unfinished first draft of a story I've cooked up to keep me warm in the winter. Don't be surprised if there's incomplete sentences, memory problems, and forgotten moments. Writing a first draft is about getting the words on the paper and moving on. Editing will begin after I've finished the novel. Hmu writing buddies. ;)

the Missing Piece (Jemily x Reader) by _healingmyself_

Jemily x Reader Story Emily Prentiss and Jennifer Jareau have been dating for a year. After working together for years, one night after a difficult case finally brought the two women together. Now they live in an apartment together and try to make friends with the nice couple next door. The shy Y/N in particular caught the attention of the two FBI agents. They would like to know more about the Woman next door. Why is she always so quiet and almost seems scared? Why is it so rare to see her without her girlfriend? Why is she so secretive when it comes to her private life? Can they lure the shy woman out of her shell? And what will come of it, friendship or something more? And why does Emily have such a strange gut feeling about the girlfriend? I'm writing this story from the first person perspective. I use the pronouns she/her for Y/N, if you would like something different, let me know. English is not my first language, so please be gracious. This story covers typical case-based topics such as murder (not clearly described), domestic abuse, violence. Also mental health problems such as depression, anxiety, eating disorders, self-harm and suicide attempt/thoughts. Please don't read this story if it triggers you. If you want to know exactly what TW each chapter has, feel free to message me. There will be Smut, smut- chapters will be marked with a (*) in the title. I don't own any of the characters! Have fun and let me know what you think🫶

INCONVENIENCE by UrGenericReader

"What?! You think ghosts are just supposed to be scaring people for no good reason until they die and then drag their victim to hell or somethin?! What nonsense!" Vanessa was just an ordinary college girl before her life turned upside down after that one summoning ritual... Trigger warning: mentions of violence, gore, blood, decay, inappropriate 17+ content, shitty writings, more dialogues than actions, and also inconvenient moments. Also this story is extremely short as i do not have the motivation to write long stories :sob: And im still an amateur at writing so there's that. Credits: @icebridgedaddy for writing the prologue and epilogue.

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Note: This is my first official story; feel free to give advice. I could need some. G!p Amber _________________________________________ Tara Carpenter is a young, asthmatic woman who has just graduated from Woodsboro High and has gotten a full ride, all expenses paid, including the apartment, and a scholarship to a college in the Big Apple. Going all the way to New York, especially with her friends who are, coincidentally, going to the same college, Blackmore University, is a good thing for Tara. Now, she's officially getting away from her alcoholic mother. Tara was excited to move into her new apartment, which the scholarship provided, and she was even happier to meet her flatmate. Of course, she WAS happy. But once she officially got to the apartment, her mood shifted because... Amber Freeman is her flatmate... Now, dear readers, I know what you're thinking: "Why is being roommates with Amber Freeman so bad?" Well, let me tell you. Amber was Tara's worst enemy, as Amber bullied the short girl throughout middle school AND the first half of freshman year in high school. How will Tara survive being in the same apartment as her worst enemy for the rest of college? Will she be able to perhaps befriend her, and maybe something more...?

Mister Perfect by storytellerchc

When I got home, I had this sense of urgency overtaking me. I needed to read those diary entries and I needed to read them fast. The faster I read them, the closer I could get to Eleanor and God, did I want to be close to her. I wanted to get inside her mind and see how she worked, how she felt, how she loved. I locked my door behind me and kicked off my shoes, sitting at my desk in the corner of my apartment, by a bright window. I grabbed a piece of paper and pen, ready to take notes on what I was about to read. I would need to study them after I was done. I opened my phone to my camera roll and I swiped up until I found the first picture that I took.

Between Hate And Heartbeat by Sakuraiaminlove

She never thought she would see him again...she never thought she could be near him.....wtf is she living with him...are they not enemies anymore!! Or they are!! He never thought he could tell her how he felt!! But because of the circumstances they are living together!! Will he tell her!? Or he will hide the feeling as he's been doing it for more than 5 years!!... Will they bring that much courage to tell each other about how they feel!! Or they will just drift apart and their fate will change to meet someone else..! To understand everything...why don't you read the story of being enemies to lovers!!

Under The Bed by LTHelms

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.

Is He A She?! by Mistalee_

Going back to my old title 'Is He A She?!' instead of the Tapas one 'Testoster-zone.' _______ ❝Sometimes you don't have to be Superman or Spiderman to save a soul. You just have to dress as a guy.❞ _______ Parents and troubled looks are always a bad combination. Just like how getting bankrupt and asking to dress as a guy are a bad combination. Mission objectives: 1. Befriend unfriendly, cold, rich loner. 2. Make him social. 3. Get the hell out of this all boys school. But some things go unplanned just like how the mission gets altered a 'teeny' bit. Like, for e.g., 1. Make friends. 2. Become one of the boys. 3. Make her roommate 'life of the party.' 4. Have the time of her life. 5. And maybe, just maybe... fall in love. ________________ Dedicated to my sister/mentor/inspiration @Litdark ________________ r e a d e r ' s o p i n i o n "Your story has dripping sarcasm and drool worthy attitude of girls, and the amazing romance - I kid you not, no one wants to miss an amazing sarcasm dripping hilarious fiction." "That girl is da bomb. Period." "The feels and bromance is too real. Help!" "Short. But hilarious and downright funny. Good job." ________________ #1 [ humour ] # 32 [ teen fiction ] Cover credit: me Image credit to owner Trailer credit: yours truly _________________ © copyright 2015-2016 Please do not copy. All rights reserved. __________________ #projectwomanup project #innerawesome #talkthepoc #womenofcolor #projectgiggle

The Best Kept Secret! by writersosa

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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INCONVENIENCE cover

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You're My Soulmate? (Jamilton)

"Jefferson..." Hamilton choked on his words "Hamilton..." Jefferson glared at Hamilton "I'm your roomate?!? How can that be? there is no way I'm staying in the same dorm as you! you almost fucking killed me with Madison!" He yelled his eyes threatened to spill tears "I can't believe I'm being forced into being roommates with you" he growled and walked away towards his room "This can't be happening..." Hamilton sighed and walked into the same room as Jefferson "Dammit Laurens you had to pick the other room..." he muttered while unpacking his stuff. here are some things you need to know about this story! this is a College,Modern day,Soulmate AU. I need to warn you that I will be writing about self harm and suicidal thoughts! there is cursing. but don't worry I'm not writing smut just a really fluffy story ^-^