Alphabet Pick Up Line Novels & Stories

Who would have thought my pathetic son story was going to work but it did and now I had his number although I still had that sinking feeling in my stomach about our meeting but it was something that had to be done and I had no time to waste any longer. I immediately copied the first number to my call app and dialed it. It rang but I got the response and I tried two more times and still no response and I started thinking if the woman probably gave me a wrong number but I refuse to give up hope and I copied the second one and dialed it and it was picked on the first ring and I was happy but even happier when I heard Alpha Jax's voice from the other end of the line "Who's this?" He thundered. H

She walked back slowly, not turning around until she had the door closed. “She is weird,” I uttered into the air, shaking my head. Remembering I have a call to answer, I press line two. “Adriel Jaime on the line,” I said into the phone. “I thought you would never pick up,” a high-pitched female voice said. No one else will call like a crazy person on an official line. “This is a work line, Violet.” “I know baby, you haven't been picking up my calls and left me no other choice.” she smeared.

“It’s Alice’s mother. What did she say?” “I can give you the voicemail number so you can listen to the message yourself, if you like, but I wrote it down in shorthand exactly as she said it so I could save you some time and read it to you.” “Please.” “She said, ‘Good evening, my name is Penelope Liddell. I would like to leave a message for Mr. Chevalier please, sorry I mean Mr. Kristopher Chevalier. I know it’s Easter Monday tomorrow, and so I don’t know if he’ll get this in time, but would he please be able to call me on my mobile between one and two p.m.? If he doesn’t get this, then maybe he could do the same on Tuesday instead.’” Marion reads out Penny’s number, and I program it into my

My lips twitched. "Tell me that… after I get through this call." He chuckled. "I think I'll have something different to say to you then." After I got off the phone with Charles, I took a deep breath and went through the Inter-Pack Registry to search for the Duncan alpha's line. I dialed the number for the Duncan Pack. A woman picked up the phone. Her voice sounded with a hint of weary resignation. "Hello?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I walk into my office and answer the phone after shutting the door behind me. "Hello?" I ask when I see an unknown number on the display of the phone. We still have a landline phone and we only use it to get in contact with other Alpha's. All the numbers of the Alpha's are registered on the phone. So when someone calls the name pops up on the display and I know exactly who is calling. Except for this time, there is no name it just says "Unknown number" "Hello Axel," The voice says on the other line and I recognize the voice immediately.

Then a crumpled napkin. He almost gave up. And then— Cardstock. He pulled it out slowly. A little wrinkled. A little bent. But there. Derek King – Alpha, Silverclaw Pack Emergency Line: (555) 728-9972 Aiden stared at the numbers. He could do this. He had to do this. He wiped his palm on his jeans, stood on shaky legs, and picked up the receiver. He dialed the numbers one by one, mouthing them softly as he pressed each button.

I flinched and lowered my gaze to my pocket. " She couldn't have called mother, right?" I stuttered and pulled out my phone. I looked at screen and saw 'private investigator' displayed on the screen. I quickly answered the call, "Hello?" "Hello, Alpha," He replied. I gripped my phone tighter and pleaded, "Please tell me that you've found her..."

“Okay, baby. I hear you.” A tear slid down my cheek, soaking into his shirt. My hands trembled as I reached for my phone. The number still existed. A private line only pack alphas used. One I’d kept buried at the bottom of my notes app under fake names and codes. One I swore I’d never touch again. But I touched it. My voice shook as I left the message. “My name is Calla Rivers. I need to speak to Alpha Rowan Blackthorne. It’s urgent. Life or death. Tell him… tell him it’s about a child. And tell him to come alone.”

My hands fumbled for my phone, sweat dampening my fingers as I searched for Jayden’s number. Mr. Alexander didn’t take his eyes off me. He just leaned back in his chair, one hand resting lazily on his wine glass, the other tapping his fingers against the polished wood. Each tap echoed like a countdown. I scrolled to Jayden’s name, hesitated for a second, then pressed the green icon. The line rang once… twice… And then he picked up. “Kelvin,” Jayden’s voice came through, deep and firm, but calm. “What’s going on?”

He tossed a bag into my hands swiftly, which I caught. “Your new identification is all in there and also a new phone, make sure to keep that phone on you always, cause that's where I will reach you from, now then goodbye and try not to die on your first day at least,” he smirked as the door shut closed instantly The car dashed off into the wind, leaving me to the cold, chilling air as I turned to face the school gates. I stood still, my eyes fixed on the overly large gate that displayed Dunaris Academy over it.