Booktok Phone Case Novels & Stories

As if matters couldn't get any worse, gritting my teeth with a growl, my backpack is no longer attached and from what little I can see, isn't within the surrounding vicinity either. Reaching into the buttoned side pocket of my vest, I retrieved my phone and swipe up at the screen to check for a signal and turned on the flashlight. Unsurprisingly, there's still no cell service available. There is a fresh crack on the glass screen under the protective phone case, which runs diagonally along the length of the phone. Apparently, the advertised 'Virtually Indestructible' fully sealed sixty-dollar phone case I purchased on A****n didn't account for being bounced and hurled several hundred feet dow

It stuck out slightly as if it had been pulled recently. I stepped closer. I ran my finger along the edge of the book and tugged it gently. It didn’t move like a book should. It felt heavier. Off. I slid it out fully. Behind it, tucked flat against the back of the shelf, was a phone. Not his regular one. This was smaller. Black, Plain and heap. A burner phone My stomach tightened. I pulled it out and turned it over in my hand. No case. No fingerprints. Just a thin device meant only for transactions or conversations that shouldn’t exist.