Cursed Phone Numbers 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.

Does she have a loose screw or something? Indeed, Sahara's audacity surpassed Teresa's expectations of her. She said threateningly, "Are you sure that Miss Adams and her husband's cell phones are genuine, Teresa? Also, is Mr. Clemon the global spokesperson for Jordan Phone? My friend, Lucile, has shown me the designs before, I'm certain that their cell phones aren't the Jordan Phone 7, and Nathan isn't the global spokesperson at all!" Teresa stared at Sahara dazedly for two seconds before she finally realized what was going on. She was dropping Lucile's name, forcing Teresa to withdraw her previous remark on the spot.

However, the phone still didn’t get connected and the mechanical voice came from the phone… “Hello, the person you are calling is currently unavailable…” “Damn!” Mr. Cater cursed and threw the phone on the ground with a bang. “This damn woman! How dare she does not answer my call!” He cursed. Seeing this, I frowned. Then, I picked up the phone, whipped out the SIM card, and replaced it with another phone. This is the fifth phone that Mr. Cater had broken this month. “No wonder people say that the rich can do whatever they want,” I thought inwardly. “Coral, notify the financial market to block Walter Group…”

“And Cecilia… don’t call me after work hours, don’t call me during work hours if it doesn’t concern work either. This is not a request.” “Navy, I…” I hung up the phone before she could complete her sentence. Unable to wait any longer, I dialed Mr Dante’s number and he responded quickly, “What’s the wait?” I fumed, “it’s in Ontario!” Mr Dante replied. “The number is sent from an unregistered location. It’s going to take a little longer to pin the location since it is unregistered.” Whatever Mr Dante said after “ unregistered” was in distorted sounds, I dumped the phone on the bed and hurried into the bathroom.

replied Caroline curtly and intended to turn off the line. But the man on the other side prevented her actions and continued in a pleading voice that made her feel pity. "Please Ms, you are the only one we can contact." "Tch, liar!" whimpered Caroline irritably. The woman apparently did not believe the confession that the man told her because Zillion could not possibly just save her cell phone number in his cell phone contacts. He must have had Cassie's cell phone number and some of his best friend's cell phone numbers there too. So she won't be fooled by the shit words that the caller just said to her.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337 You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the fuck is this? It’s a phone number from Spain. “Hell yeah, another one!” I hear Julian gloat but I don’t pay him any mind. The game is over and a new one has just begun. Whoever the fuck this is, is going to wish they never sent this. “Bro, what’s wrong? You all salty now?” Julian asks with whiny mockery.

I couldn't help but take out my phone and call Patrick. The system voice quickly came from the other side of the phone, "The number you have dialed is not in the service area or it has been turned off..."

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

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.

And before I second-guessed my decision, I hit the call. One... Two... The phone number is not active. I cursed. "Fuck!"