Creepy Phone Numbers Novels & Stories

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.

As for me, I was determined to reveal Julie's true nature to Jasper. As I was engrossed in my thoughts, I was startled by the abrupt beep of my mobile phone. When I looked at the screen, a message from an unidentified number made me feel a surge of fear: "You're going to pay for this, you bitch." My hands trembled as I attempted to return the call, but I received a notification that the number was invalid. The message was delivered through a disposable phone. This made me wonder, who was the person responsible for sending me such a threatening message?

I took my phone and as usual, it was flooded with text messages and calls from Dria's twins, Gheuever, Madethy, Virgil, Minnette, and the cafe's owner. As I was scrolling through my inbox, I came across a familiar-looking number yet it wasn't registered on my phone properly. My hands instantly felt numb while my body felt the cold breeze creating chills around my body. Fear crept into my mind as I tried to open it using my shivering thumb. ²96298271860729235 sent a photo I froze as soon as I saw the picture that person sent me. I-it was a photo of a familiar thing. A deadly and perilous-looking one.

“My phone kept ringing just now. I don’t know who’s been sending me so many messages. I didn’t look at them because I was talking to Mom.” She opened WhatsApp. The messages were from her butler. It was a bunch of pictures and videos. After scrolling through them, Camryn told Callum, “I knew Carrie would look for the Joyners and Chandlers to help her, but the new number doesn’t belong to my aunts. “After investigating, we found the number was registered to a certain last name Gordon. I can’t think of anyone I know with that name. I asked Dal about this. He said no one in Newman Enterprise has that surname. None of Uncle Cain’s previous connections went by Gordon either.

I pull back from Celestine and reach for my phone, glancing at the screen. Unknown number. I hesitate. I should not answer. Unknown numbers are traps, tricks, phishing attempts, they are the sort of thing that security experts warn you about. But something tells me to answer, something in my gut, something that says this is important. I swipe the screen and raise the phone to my ear. "Hello?" A pause. Then a voice. Smug and slow and full of a satisfaction that makes my blood run cold. "I hope you enjoyed your accident, Ashcroft. Because I am just getting started."

She has a life that doesn't include mysterious billionaires with gray eyes and cardstock that costs more per sheet than her weekly grocery budget. She types the number into her phone. Doesn't save the contact. Just... types it. Lets it sit there on the screen. 555-0199. Ten digits. One call away from finding out what happens next. The cursor blinks. She locks the phone. Unlocks it. The number is still there.

Nate’s phone beeped, someone had sent a message. He checked the message. “It belongs to a private number.” “Not helpful.” “No, but there is something else,” Nate said and opened another file on his laptop. “The number has been connected to a phone registered under a different name for the last six months.” “Whose phone?” Serena asked. “That’s the thing,” he replied, looking at her. “It is a prepaid business account.” I frowned. “Someone does not want the number traced.” Serena crossed her arms. “Or, someone does not want Callie’s calls traced to them.”

I'm breastfeeding Nico when my phone beeped. It was a message from an unknown number. ... from: +639********* Hi! Are you free today? Can we talk? I just want to talk to you, if you're available. :) ... from: +639********* It's Caleb, by the way. :) ... Oh, so he changed his number? I see. ... from: +639********* I just borrowed a phone from a friend, in case you wonder. Haha.

He quickly found out Yang Xiao's contact information and dialed it. Yang Xiao, who had just finished smoking, soon received a call from Feng Si. He said in surprise, "Hey! What a beautiful phone number. Who is this?" Taking a closer look, he saw that the number on the screen was 13888888. This number definitely had a price but no market. It was difficult for ordinary people to get it. "Who is it?" Yang Xiao answered the phone with curiosity. Then, a gloomy and old voice came from the other end of the phone.

files, maps, phones I unlocked a drawer and pulled out a secret phone. I only use this phone to talk to dangerous people who do not exist on official records. Black Tide. That name was heavy in my mind. I had not dealt with them in years. They were patient, quiet, and very dangerous. They were ghosts who only attacked when they could make a profit. They were debt collectors and killers. If they took Gideon, they were using him to control the situation. I looked through my secret contacts. My thumb paused once. Then again. I selected a number.