Alphabet Pick Up Line Novels & Stories

Unfolding it, I saw a loopy handwriting: “Sorry I had to rush off, Arabella. I really hope we can talk again soon. Call me anytime: 555-***-9921.” ___ ********************************>>>>>>>>>>>>TBC..💕

I dial the number that I got from the Tech Team and when someone answers I ask for Alpha Christer. “Who’s calling?” “Alpha Quirin.” “One moment please,” the person says, and I wait. While I wait, I wink at my daughters whose attention is completely focused on me. “This is Alpha Christer.” “Alpha Christer, my name is Alpha Quirin.”

“Dinner would be nice too, but I have some great news to tell you. See ya in a little while. Damn, her voice sounded wonderful. It was five minutes till closing, but Alex started turning off the lights. When the phone rang, he thought it was Rachel calling back. “Couldn’t wait ten minutes?” he joked, but the female voice wasn’t Rachel’s. “Postmaster Bentley?” Alex cleared the embarrassment from his throat. “Yes, this is Alex Bentley, can I help you?” “Please hold for the Postmaster General.”

But that would still require returning to Salmere Castle and ordering the servants to ring him. Now as I stood there, examining the metal phone that had been installed into the brick pillar of the gate, it all made sense. The servants used the line to alert the Alpha to newly arrived guests. If he was not to answer, the line was meant to connect to his Beta instead. I assumed different number was rung to his study in Orheroad. “I could try again, my Lord,” Victor offered. He plucked the phone up again and dialed three numbers. And after a long drought of ringing, he shook his head and hung up.

While he was thinking about what could be troubling his mom, he heard his phone ring and immediately snapped out of it to see who the caller was. He notices that the number is not one that he's familiar with, so he picks up the call immediately, hoping it will be an important call. “Good day, Alpha Jackson.” The caller said immediately, sounding a little too excited to speak with him, he checked the number again, trying to confirm if he didn't see correctly, and maybe he actually knows who it is, but after confirming again, he realized it's not someone he's familiar with. “Who are you, and how did you get my number?” Jackson asked her immediately without waiting to hear what else she had to

Not that this is a lovers’ quarrel or a novel but I had to try. Alice! That was the lady Abigail was speaking to on the phone the day she bumped into mom back at Charlotte. “Dad, do you know who Alice is?” “Yes, she’s been Abigail’s friend since high school.” “Did you call her?” “She’s the only one who won’t take my calls.” “Because she knows where Abigail is.” I took out my phone. “Share her number, I’ll call her.” “Okay.” Dad reached for his phone and gave me Alice’s number.

It’s a small price to pay in exchange for my dignity. I turn it on, the screen glowing as it boots up. It’s a lot fancier than the phone that met the floor of the Norbury packhouse- the latest model with all the bells and whistles. As I scroll through the pre-loaded apps, I realize that there’s already a contact programmed in. Chase.

Chapter 7. Did it hurt? When you crawled out of hell? After two painful minutes, finally the phone started vibrating again and Zivah exhaled with gratitude. “Now pick it up!” I didn’t have to be told twice. I swiped to pick up the call. “Hello.” Alex exhaled from the other side. “Finally. I thought something happened. Where were you?” his tone sounded worried. “Somewhere I could avoid you, clearly it didn’t work.”

Alpha Max yelled as he was startled by the loud ring of the telephone that sat on the table. "Who the hell is this?" Alpha Max yelled as he looked at the telephone, wondering who had the guts to startle him when it was just a telephone. He picked it up, reluctantly. "Max Thompson on the line, the Alpha of Silvermoon pack, how many I help you?" He grumbly said into the phone. "When will I get feedback of my son?" Alpha Clark of Spring Moon pack yelled into the phone angrily.

It was just that simple, and that complicated. At 5:45 AM, my phone lit up the room. I jumped and grabbed it before it could wake Drake. Thankfully, I was still awake. Otherwise, I would've missed it. Restricted number. I answered. Kha's voice came through, thin and strained. "Eve."