Dead Man's Phone Game Novels & Stories

I leaned back against the headboard and reached for it. Surely, I had charged the damn thing? I pressed the power button. The screen lit up fully, and immediately- BZZZT. BZZZT. BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT. The phone practically convulsed in my hand with all the notifications forcing their way in at once. It was messages from the boys. A couple of missed calls from my dad and aunt and a few DMs. But one DM caught my eye, making my heart drop to my stomach.

"You're smart. Too bad you're too late! I've already merged with this dungeon. Once I absorb a few more players' neural data, I'll—" I pulled the phone from my pocket. The screen lit up. [Termination Program Running.] X-7492 froze. "Your phone was destroyed..." I gave a small laugh. "This is Dr. Quinn's phone." When I created Dr. Quinn as a complete character, I even gave her a phone. Back at the delivery room entrance, when she walked past me, she slipped it beside me. Fast enough that even the livestream missed it. Reimporting the game data wasn't hard for me.

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

he gave my shoulder a light squeeze and left. Could it be that the mysterious person helping me is my allegedly dead sister? I wondered. On my way out of the room I got a call from an unknown number which caused my brows to ridge up. I accepted the call and before I could speak the familiar robotic voice beat me to it. "Good evening Maja, I see you have gotten to the semi final stage of this, Well done. Whatever you get from the bank isn't the only thing you would be coming with, bring Martina along" my brow shut up in confusion and I felt the defense in me build up.

My mate gave me a heated look and smirk before he drew a trail of teardrops from his right eye, using the dagger’s tip. There was a passcode on the phone, so I tried using one of the most common ones, and it worked. 1234 was not secure or creative at all. I immediately felt dirty even looking at his phone. The background was some naked female that was way out of his league. She was 10 while he was -4 if I was being generous. His piss poor attitude dropped him into the negative range. Boss Man – ‘Update!’ Boss Man – ‘I said give me a fucking update!’

It was late when I got home from work. After showering, I sat on the bed, scrolling through my phone, feeling exhausted. Suddenly, a notification popped up, and my heart skipped a beat. "Top Actress Regina Brooks Celebrates Birthday With a Four-Million-Dollar Diamond Necklace Gifted by a Mysterious Tycoon."

But when the device vibrated I knew I had to rush out. “Bravta, take a look at this” Alvarez finally spoke showing me his phone screen. “What is this” I asked snapping the phone from him. A picture of Marcella sat on the screen and under it the words Marked for $ninety million -Dead or Alive was boldly inscribed. My heart begun to race. I got up with a start, my fingers coiled tightly around the mobile device channeling all my anger to it. “Fuck” I exclaimed throwing the phone at the wall.

Then, she paled and shrieked in fear. She pulled out her phone and made a call, the shakiness of her voice a testament to how terrified she was. "Hello? Yes, someone has just died here! Yes… The address is…" After hanging up, she patted her chest and glanced at me. Then, she turned away. Suddenly, she remembered something, and her expression turned conflicted. After a brief hesitation, she made another call. "Mr. Gary…" She walked away. I wasn't interested in what she had to say, so I didn't follow her. She only returned after some time and stood before me. She put her hands together and muttered to herself.

A treacherous part of me still loved the man he was supposed to be. Dammit, I still loved the liar. "I'll give him one last chance," I said, pulling my hands back. The Elder sighed in relief and stepped back. My heart pounded as I reached out to Ford through our mind-link. It took him a long time to answer. "Shelly?" His voice was tight with impatience, the tinny sound of a TV buzzing in the background. "Starlight," I said, my voice hoarse. It was our private code, our promise.

BigDaddy69: $50 – KEEP GOING DarkHorseX: $30 – don’t stop NightRider88: $75 – private with me NOW I laugh, low and filthy, and roll onto my stomach, propping the phone higher so they get the full view, ass up, cut barely covering anything, toy still buzzing lazily inside me. I reach back, pull it out slow, slick and shining, and drag it up my spine. “You want more?” I purr, licking the tip clean, eyes locked on the lens. “Then earn it.”