Call Me Can't Communicate Novels & Stories

" Carmen said giggling. "You do not believe me." Kay said "I'm sorry, I do not know what to say, I wasn't expecting that," Carmen's phone rang. "Excuse me sir," she said, "I have to answer this call," "Yeah, go on. It's fine," The phone number was only six digits, she answered the call but the caller said nothing. "Hi. This is Carmen speaking. Hello, I can't hear you, helloo?" "I don't know who this is, he or she is not saying anything,"

" Shouting won't help . Let's try and contact the others . We still have some minutes before we turn to roasted meat . " " It's not working ." Jasper gave me a nervous look. " I can't reach them. I tried reaching them myself but it wasn't going through ." " Me neither . I guess this is it then." T.B.C.

Tingco. “What do you mean not possible? The signal jammers are down, communications are usable again. Quick, call for help!” he became agitated by what Hestia had said, but nevertheless,tried to remain motionless and unmoving, even though he had this huge urge to turn to Hestia and tell her to start calling someone through her phone.

Dante said again. “Okay, I will be careful, but we have to figure out a way to communicate with each other even if we won’t get to see each other,” I told him. “I just can’t stay here all day and night not knowing what is going on or what to expect,” I added. “That is why we have our cell phones,” Dante said. “But haven’t you noticed that we haven’t been able to reach each other on the cell phone since we got here?” I asked Dante.

" — She went crazy, she can't do that, remember that I cook the food, he'll blame me. — Of course I wouldn't do that Sara, I'll call, wait for me. I go back to the living room, pick up the phone, and on the first ring a woman answers. “Good afternoon, may I please speak to Carter. "Good afternoon, who would like to speak with Mr. Carter?" "Say you're Camilly . " — I'm sorry, but I can't put the call through, he's in a meeting. - Thanks. I hung up frustrated.

"The reason I can't isn't because I don't want to, Lucas. Simply put, I am afraid to be completely honest with you about this because I am concerned that we will argue over it either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Since I no longer have a personal cellphone, everything is well with me." "Adeline, I'm sorry, but I can't support you on that. I'm stunned as to why you didn't inform me earlier if you needed to buy the new one. Let's just change your phone digits. Due to the fact that I was so preoccupied with my work, I totally forgot about it. However, at this point, you need to go and fetch the phone unit of your choice. I need the number you can be reached at. Uncle Elias and I are going

No response. I redialed, my fingers trembling, but the call wouldn’t go through. Panic gripped me. “Roy, please pick up!” I pleaded again. My whole body shaky. My legs wobbling. Why the hell did the call just go off and now it’s not going through?……..

I called after him. Walking fast to catch up to him , " slow down will you" , he didn't answer me but he slowed his stride, " sa'ard, tariq can you here me" .I looked left and right there's no one there. He must be using a communicator . he waited for a while then he continued, "No I think there is an inteference In the room I was locked in, we can't have time to waste , meet me at the entrance, we need to leave this cursed place. Taking the stairs, two at a time.

“I cannot call my Alpha because he has no reception out there, so what’s the point?” “Rose–” He started, sinking into the empty seat opposite to me. I hoped that he would not comment about how I have been acting for the last two days. Ever since that choppy abrupt call with Aiden, which didn’t last for two minutes, my mood dampened. I managed to learn that the Alpha won’t be able to receive my calls due to bad reception. “You know there are other ways to reach him.” I quickly straightened my spine at that, eyes glimmering under the lights. “How?”

I just wanted to get Nina and drive the hell out of this eeriely quiet place. "I'll get back to you." "What? You'll get back to me? But that was not..." The beep signalling the end of the call had me gritting my teeth helpless annoyance. The bastard! Playing games with me, wasn't he? I sure did hope he was having his fun. Notification pinged ten minutes later and it read; 'Step out of the car.' I frowned and typed; 'Why?' My message didn't go through. It was a one-way text. Fuck! He could call and text me but I couldn't. Stupid, sick smartass!