Creepy Numbers To Call Novels & Stories

Mariana was angry because there was never a rule in the company that there could not be more customers. Isn't this Lily too overbearing? After hanging up, Lily's phone rang again. It was a strange number, but it was very special because almost all the numbers on it were 666! Who has such a good number? Mariana thought that there might be a seller who called her, so he reached out his hand to answer the call. "Mariana, how is it? Are you satisfied that I introduced you to your little client? " A clear male voice was heard, sounding a little pleased with itself.

She picked up the phone with a frown and asked in displeasure, "Who is this? Can I help you?" "It's Jasper. I'm using a hidden number to call you now. Remember to delete the caller ID after the call ends. This number can't be found on the directory. I'll lock Frederick up for a few days, so call me if you need anything and remember to memorize my number," Jasper said in a low voice.

She herself was confused when he began to type in some weird numbers. “Calven? Whose number is that?” “Someone ” Calven's response made her wonder in amazement to who would have had such crazy number. Eddey knew the people Calven constantly met up with however, to her this person was unknown. After a few rings, the caller picked up the call. “Mr. Gray, haven't I warned you not to...... ” Paige cried out in anger and her fingers threatening to block this number quick, despite of that, she paused.

Cars were passing by and sure with the popularity of the road, no criminal would strive. “Ahhh–” She took a deep breath. Just then a call rang in her phone, she picked it and the last five digits of the number weren't showing. Her heart shook, no one has ever called her with a strange number as this before and she wondered who it was. She picked it out of curiosity. “I'll catch with you–” Hearing the voice, she immediately put the call on record. “You think going over to live at Adrian’s quarters will save you unless you don't come out. I'll get you one day.”

It had to be a wrong number, but if I didn’t answer, the annoying sound was going to continue. I rolled to my side and snatched the phone out of the cradle. “Hello?” I answered with zero friendliness in my voice. Charlie’s voice came through. “Finally.” “What the hell?” I muttered. “How did you get this number?” “We call it G****e search or something like that,” he snapped irritably. “Why are you calling me? How did you know I was here?”

My phone buzzed suddenly in my hand. An incoming Call. Restricted Number. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I stared at the screen. Then I answered almost immediately, “H—Hello?” I answered, my voice coming out numb. “If you don’t want her to die,” a distorted, mechanical voice hissed into my ear, “Prepare one hundred billion dollars. No police.” My knees weakened, the strength leaving my legs as if I’d been hamstrung. I slumped against the altar, clutching the wood for support.

“Who are you and if this is a dirty prank...” “What kind of a wife are you Mrs De Luan? Do you want to see your husband's dead corpse before you know he's in danger?” I gritted. “Shut up! Who the hell are you and my husband is in no danger!” I spat out angrily and was about to hang up the call when the person added. “A black Porsche with the plate number A1-4569AEd. Sound familiar?” I swallowed hard the moment I heard the number plate of his car. I grew pale instantly and heard the other caller chuckle before saying. “He's gonna be dead soon. Save him while you can before he reaches the end of the famous Beverly Hills avenue.” And the call went dead leaving me with running scenarios.

Finally, my eyes got heavier and I was beginning to drift off to sleep, then my phone started to ring. My heart leaped hoping it would be Kaden but when I picked up my phone, it was an unknown number. Who would be calling me at this hour? I furrowed my brows as I answered. Immediately, a robotic voice sounded from the other end. "This call is from an inmate at August correctional centre. This call is subject to monitoring and recording. Inmate, Peter Hastings would like to accept the charges for this collect call. To accept the charges, press 1. To refuse the call, hang up or press 2."

I nodded in response, I grabbed my phone and replied to my unread messages, I’ve been out for almost three full days, there are so many messages from Jc asking if I’m okay. I was about to reply when my phone rang, and an unregistered number appeared on my screen, I decided to answer it. “Elara Skye Callista, you will be dead, soon.” And the call ended, I froze with what I heard. Jaxon got in the car, I blinked to get my senses back, I suddenly felt numb, my heart was beating really fast, I couldn’t process that call. “Hey, are you okay?”

𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲. 0034-123-4676 ‘This has got to be a joke'.He scoffed but still tucked the note into his breast pocket.