Creepy Numbers To Call Novels & Stories

She has no time for that annoying brat! After reading and reviewing her role in the movie, her phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar phone number, again. Why is that there are so many unregistered numbers calling me these days? Where did they get my number? Nevertheless, Maezhei was worried that it might be like what happened to her handsome grandpa, so she instantly picked up the call. "Miss Maezhei, I need your help!!" The familiar voice shouted on the other line. "Hello, you are...?" Maezhei asked.

I woke up to the familiar buzz of my phone and by the time my searching hands got hold, the call had already ended. Sighing, I brought it up to my face only to shoot up straight in fright. 1 miss call Big red 5 miss calls Terror 9 miss calls Mr. cool 11 miss calls Girlfriend The notifications read in that same order. Mer with call number one meant that I had to call back, IMMEDIATELY. Alexandra with 11 calls meant she couldn't wait to tell me something gossipy.

Ghosts Don’t Stay Gone The call came just after midnight. Adrian had been half asleep, the city outside her bedroom window reduced to distant lights and movement she no longer needed to monitor. Her phone vibrating on the nightstand pulled her fully awake, instinct kicking in before irritation could. She didn’t recognize the number. That alone was enough to make her sit up. Most people who had access to her knew better than to call this late. The few who didn’t were usually filtered out quickly by assistants, schedules, or security. An unknown number meant someone had either bypassed those layers or never respected them to begin with.

The caller didn’t pick up or return the call I called twice and got no response.

On weekend afternoons, there were no classes as usual, Ashley was lying on the bed, wearing earphones, listening to music, and flipping through a novel, until Wina Suarez reminded her, "Ashley, your phone keeps ringing." The phone was next to her pillow, but she didn't hear it because she was listening to music. When she picked it up, she saw a series of numbers jumping on the screen. The number has a lot of 6's and a string of 8's, it looks awesome. Ashley's first reaction was to cut the call, but then she thought, scammers shouldn't use such a special number. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally picked up. "Madam..." An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

He said. "That's why you called me?" I replied harshly. Was he kidding me right now? " I'm sorry, sometimes I make senseless jokes. I just wanted to be sure that this is the right number." He replied. " This is my number. Please do not call me again." I replied. He gave me creepy vibes, and I didn't want to entertain his attention. " That's a bit too harsh don't you think?" He asked. I sighed, and took in a deep breath,

My eyes widened a little bit more and vanished my sleepiness away as I stare at the phone number, +14288297799. Am I hallucinating or is that my own number calling me? No. My eyes must be playing tricks on me, why would I see my phone number calling me? I ignored it and wondered, "Who the hell is calling me at 2AM? You better be an important person for disturbing me." I muttered as I pointed at the number and was really convinced that it was really my phone number. How the hell would I be calling me if I have my own phone number? I answered the call anyways and placed the phone against my ear. "Hello?" I yawned.

She yawned and rubbed her neck. “Hello pretty girl.” It was a voice she hadn’t heard in years. But, it was one she would never be able to forget. She hung up and threw the phone on the bed. Shaking she tried to control her nerves but she felt sick again. Bbbring Bbbring, Bbbring Bbbring. She stared at the phone ringing on the bed. "Screw it!" Lunging for it she answered. “Listen here you fucking creep!” She shouted into the phone.

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.

Edward nodded slowly as he listened to her, then asked in an affected manner, “So, is the number still engaged?” Indeed, it was still engaged. Ever since Vivian used that number to call some strange phone, that number remained engaged. On top of that, even the foreign number that Vivian had once used to call her was discovered to be a dead number after she tried dialing it again. Aside from shock, Renne was in disbelief as well. If it weren’t for the call records on her phone, she would’ve begun to suspect that she had been dreaming.