100 Messages Novels & Stories

Single message from an outside number I didn't recognize. I opened it. Four words. “We need to talk.” The sender ID resolved after a three second delay. Elder Maren.

Rows. Dates. Times. Fragments of a life in columns. Even from several feet away, Raymond felt his stomach tighten. Greene scanned quickly, eyes moving with trained efficiency. “Volume is heavy,” he said. “How heavy?” Watson asked. “More than three thousand messages between the two numbers across nine months.” Raymond let out a short breath that was almost a laugh. “Nine months.” Greene looked up. “Because communication continued after your return.” “I heard you.” Greene returned to the screen.

She expressionlessly hung up the call before deleting his contact without any hesitation. There were over nine hundred unread messages in the chat window between them, all of which she had sent. She now found it absurd.

Then my phone screen lit up with my best friend's name on top of the notifications panel. Gaia just sent me two texts. 2 New Chats from: Gaia - New "Is this a joke?" Today 21:51 "What the total fuckery is this? U owe him almost 100k?!" Today 21:51 ◇

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Do I really want to be someone’s pet? No! I shouldn’t think deeply about it. I already paid 50 dollars. No reply came. What if this person already has a pet? Maybe I should try messaging other people? I laid back on my duvet and continued scrolling through the app but finding another “10k” was difficult. I was seeing more of below 5k. The way Frank explained it, I thought everyone on here would be offering 10k. My phone beeped. I quickly sat up. The “10k” replied.

A message from an unknown number lit up. Just three chilling words. You are next :)

I even dropped a discount from the usual $1088. Luke then sent a minute-long voice message—the duration limit for voice messages. Simon: [Nope. Not listening to that. Well, let's just forget about this conversation…] Luke: [Son of a—! I'll die before I do you another favor.] Still, Simon chuckled as he saw the notification of 988 dollars being wired to his account. Within seconds, Simon sent Luka a voice message: [Ms. Whitley kissed the boss in the car. But guess where?]

There were a lot of notifications in her account, way more than the usual number of notifications that she would often get. Timothee swallowed the lump on her throat as she looked at it. When she clicked it, she barely scrolled through hundreds of notifications before moving to her messages. There were several congratulatory messages that she still wasn't in the mood of replying. 'They would understand,' she thought to herself. She was already a very busy person so they would understand that she couldn't reply to their messages immediately. She hoped that it was the case.

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!