Cursed Phone Numbers Novels & Stories

All my hope went out the window at the latter statement. “I’m on my way. Don't leave the call” I said as I walked out of my office completely ignoring my surroundings. In a few minutes, I was in Chris’s base, where he operated. “What's the problem Chris?” “We started with the telecoms. Even if the number is hidden, the provider can see it. But we found out that the call that came into your private phone came from a prepaid SIM. A burner phone to be precise” “So?” I was still confused about Chris’s jargon.

"Did you not hear me when I said that we don't have a specific number to call? Or has too much association with Fenris clouded your ears?" "You can call Kasa's number," Catori snapped back. "I think she might still have her phone on her. Just call the damn number and quit making noise." "Alright, that's okay, you two," Fenris said when he noticed the tension between them. "Catori, where did you drop your phone?" She told him where it was and he retrieved it. After some guidelines, Fenris found Kasa's number and dialled it. She didn't pick up the first time that they called but Catori said. "Call her again. Keep calling until someone picks yo the damn phone."

I curse; it’s the same number from earlier, only this time, it’s a video call. This has happened before; a fan got hold of my number and requested a video call; when I picked it up, thinking it was my family, a group of people were on the other end. I hung up immediately, but the calls continued to pour in until I had to change my number. "God...what is it with unknown numbers." I mutter with a frown before turning off my phone; I’ll turn it on in an hour. Placing the wine on my lips, I savour the scent containing chocolaty undertones before sipping the red wine.

Her charming brows however furrowed on seeing that it was an unrecognized number that had called and at the same time, she sighed in relief that the call wasn't from her editor. "A spam call?", She wondered out loud. This was because this was her private number and normally, those who called in to this number were all people she was familiar with and whose mobile numbers she had saved. She therefore found it quite unusual to receive a call from an unsaved number and could only conclude that it was a spam call. But... Nina hesitated slightly when she saw that the country code in front of the mobile number. It was the country code for F Nation where Selena was.

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?

Iori grumbled and Jun chuckled into his cup. Her phone decided to vibrate right then and Iori reflectively winced, Jun’s eyes hardened and he glanced where her phone was, “Still no luck with tracking down the culprit?” Jun asked “Nothing so far, The phone call wasn’t long enough and the tech team is going to need a bit longer to track them down since they seem to be using a burner phone,” Iori responded with a sigh. “Did you think about changing your number? You can leave your current number with someone else.”

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

I said before picking up my new phone and re-dialed her number. ‘Sorry, this number is unavailable’ an annoying female voice informed me before the line dropped. I punched in Marcellas number. ‘Sorry, the person you are calling cannot be reached at this moment’ the annoying voice came again before the line clicked off. “We will have to go back to Alberta’s sister, she probably heard from her” Alvarez said. “ maybe, but after the funeral tomorrow yeah?” I suggested. “Sure man. Then we may have to retake details of the lost girl from her since that phone had to be destroyed”

The next day, Calista had just completed a highly precise repair procedure and was preparing to get up to pour herself a glass of water when her phone rang. She glanced over and saw an unfamiliar number with a Capeton area code. "Hello." "Claude, it's me ..." Calista recognized Vivian's voice and promptly hung up, adding the number to her blacklist. Two minutes later, another call came in from an unknown number, and she knew it was Vivian without a doubt.

With furrowed eyebrows, I answered the phone call and brought the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I called at the mysterious phone number.