100 Messages Novels & Stories

You’re mine and always will be. Press 1 to save the message Message saved.

There were so many messages flooding in that my phone would not stop vibrating for a whole minute. There were 127 missed calls.

Provide a different genre (academic, business, technical, literary)? 3. Break the 5,000 words into 5–6 separate messages? Just let me know!

I don't know why Aiys just wants to open her cellphone, even though she can't stand the drowsiness anymore. Aiys turn on her phone and data. Processing for a while and... one by one the incoming messages on Aiys' cell phone, made Aiys's eyes widen, "256 messages have not been read," Aiys was surprised. " 25 Juna, 3 Keysa, 5 Tasya, and the rest of the group, what is this? Asked Aiys herself. Aiys immediately opened the messages one by one. Don't know why, Aiys finger pressed on Juna's name first.

Cally was about to go to her seat, but she accidentally met the eyes of a blue-eyed youth who was also looking at her. "Hey, Calvin, he stares at you, he stares at you for more than 5 seconds!" the man named Calvin just rolled his eyes lazily, what's wrong with being stared at for more than 5 seconds? nothing even happens if they stare at each other for more than 5 seconds, that's right. "Wow, looks like that girl will become your fan girl!" Leo chuckled across from Calvin

I gasped as I saw the message alert is from Mysterio, "This is not happening" I stood up pacing around already nervous about what he sent, I looked at my screen which has 10 new messages from Mysterio. I clicked on it to view it all. *Hi* *It seems that you win* *I tried ignoring you but couldn't* *Funny how people we barely know becomes a part of our happiness* that's because you barely leave your video game *Well the last few days of not chatting you have been sort of lonely* how is it possible when we have only chatted twice, well if it makes any sense its the same for me.

The most recent message was from three years ago, only a few words: I'm going to marry him. The previous message was only one sentence: I don't know what happened. I just feel very panicked, he said he wanted to marry me, but I don't think this is a good thing. Another message was also very brief, only a few words: I met him again today. More than two hundred messages were sent from one phone number; it took Bucky more than half an hour to read all two hundred messages. The oldest message on the phone was ten years ago: I found him.

A message from Jackson. Congratulations.

A thousand emotions passed through my heart and mind, but they were too quick to process any. Another message came, stealing my attention away. I looked at the notification pop-up. It was from Axel Stone. I sighed and opened the message app. It had only four chats. One from Axel Stone, who had sent him like over one hundred of messages. One was Rowan Falcone, who had sent him twelve messages in total. One was Eliot, who had also sent him twenty-four messages. And the last chat belonged to me.