Call Me By Your Name Plot Novels & Stories

“You understand what happens here? You understand that once we start, we don’t stop?” “Yes.” Surer this time. I unspool the end of the typewriter ribbon so that it falls to the floor like curls. “What’s your name?” “Callum but you can call me Cal"He says. “Well, Cal how did you get here?” “I live just around the—” I sigh. Boys. Sometimes they’re the perfect thing in the world. Other times… “No, who told you about me?” He sticks his thumbs in his belt loops. “My friend Ken.”

"Call me by my name." Vivi raised her eyebrows. But since Darren kept looking at her as if waiting for her to call his name, Vivi opened her mouth and said, "Darren." "Again," Darren pleaded. "Darren." And this time, Vivi complied immediately, even though the woman still didn’t understand the purpose of Darren's request. "Again," Darren asked again. "Darren." And Vivi called his name again. "Again." "What's wrong?" This time Vivi, who couldn't hold back her confusion, finally asked Darren. "Why do you keep telling me to call your name?"

He takes my phone out of my hand and starts typing something. “Here’s my number. When you’re ready, call me, and we can set something up,” he says. I motion to get up, and he grabs my hand. “His name is Liam.” When I get home, I’m still shaking after the day’s events. But I’m also feeling a giddy excitement. To calm myself down, I pour a glass of chardonnay and take a huge gulp. My body feels like it’s been through the wringer and I decide to run myself a bubble bath. Taking my leftover wine with me to the tub, I ease into the bubbles as Dido softly plays in the background.

Pamela, my classmate, asked me. They glared at my phone. Why do I even feel nervous when they don't even know that this is Gage Stockholm who's calling me? Shit, just stay calm Tate. Don't act weird, they know you sat next to Gage and Peter at the train a while ago. Gage calling... Damn it. I answered his call and placed my phone next to my ear. They began to look away and started gushing about Gage Stockholm and Peter Payton again. "Why did you cancel my call a while ago?" Gage asks.

After my words, the once noisy crowd of patients fell into sudden silence. They glanced at one another awkwardly, the arrogance on their faces fading bit by bit. Just then, James's phone rang, the voice on the other end loud and panicked. "James, did you find a matching blood type yet? The doctor said our son's wolf is severely injured—he won't last much longer without a transfusion!" James was drenched in sweat, pacing back and forth with a panicked look on his face. His face twisted in panic, and he swept his gaze across the crowd before clearing his throat loudly.

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

When he finally gives me Konan's number, I thank him again and hang up the phone. With trembling fingers, I dial the number. “You’ve reached Konan Dark. What can I do for you?” The second I hear his voice, I know this is not the same person that I've just spoken with on the phone. Panic takes over and I almost hang up, but instead I decide not to. “Hey, Konan, we met in the park. I’m Bella.” “Oh, hello. Are you calling because you've considered that date and now know I’m your soulmate?” The light chuckle at the end of his words has me smiling.

Callum~ The Universe had a wicked sense of humor. Yeah, that was it. Because he couldn't be so unlucky all by himself. The only two women he fell for in his life walked out on him. Now he was daydreaming about one of them coming back. "Cal." Then he realized it wasn’t an optical illusion. Her voice snapped him back to reality. "Alice?” Her features grimmed a little. “My name is actually Alyssa, Alyssa Stone.”

Dante asked, his voice low. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to speak past the terror clawing at my throat. "His name is Callum." A pause. "Callum?" Creed echoed, disbelief flickering in his tone. "You never told me he was still alive." "I didn’t know," I admitted. But it didn’t matter how. He was here now. Outside, Callum continued, his voice almost gentle. "You don’t have to make this difficult, Elise. Come outside, and we’ll forget all about this little… detour you’ve taken."

“I unlocked more of the angelic grace you have inside you.” I take a deep breath, feeling like I just chugged two coffees. “I am proud of you, Callie. And I know your mother would have been too.” “What was her name?” My voice is all shaky with emotion again. “Callista.” He smiles. “For some reason Nancy Martin knew you didn’t look like an Ashley the moment she laid eyes on you.” “I always thought Callista was too exotic of a name for her to have picked.” The Blue-Eyed Man looks at the sky and then rises to his feet. “It’s been long enough. I need to get you home.”