Finney Blake Black Phone Novels & Stories

“Oh great! So now I'm stuck in here with you?” He looked away. “You say it like it's a bad thing.” I sneered. “Like it's such a good thing?” Blake said nothing. He walked towards the phone on the wall, pulling it out. He put it by his ear, punching the dial. A few minutes passed. Nothing. “It doesn't work.” “Shit!” I almost yelled. “Jesus! Relax, Maya. You think I'm gonna bite you or something?” I glared at him. “Pardon me for not wanting to be in the same room with the man who accused me of stealing his fucking wallet.”

I chuckled when I realized he must had lifted it from me earlier. He slid my phone across the table. "Now, it's a custom blackout device. Scrambles all signals within a two-mile radius. No one can trace your calls, record you, or listen in unless they're standing right next to you." I turned it over in my hand. "You're a genius." "I know." Vinnie smirked, leaning back. "Oh, and I took the liberty of picking out your screensaver." I clicked the button. A picture of half-naked beach models flashed across the screen.

I stare at the phone in my hand for a moment. Then I scroll through my contacts until I find the name I’m looking for. ´Blake.ˋ My thumb hovers over the screen briefly before I press the call button. The line rings twice. Then he answers. At first, I hear faint music in the background—thumping bass, and muffled voices, the kind of sound that belongs to a crowded nightclub. A moment later there’s movement, a door shutting, and the noise disappears. Silence replaces it. “Hello?” Blake says.

Blake takes out a brand new smartphone. "Keep that for him, but keep it for your use," He said. "This phone, but I got one," She said. " Look at the condition of this phone, it belongs to 90's era, I don't want my daughter to use these, I want you to be up to date, " " You are going to be a doctor in future so you need this," He said and Faith takes it. " And you are allowed to make friends no one can halt you, "

Zion frowned. "What have you done? I feel disgusted to even talk about it." Mr. Black rubbed his face before speaking, "You tried to rap a girl. I feel so ashamed. How can you forget with your IQ of 150+ that you have a wife? How can you be so low?" With that the colours on his face faded. That bitch made a complaint against him. She hasn't learnt her lesson yet. "Mom, give me Hannah's phone number." They heard him saying.

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

That felt like the Kade I knew. I couldn't help but think of Kade as being very wicked and evil. I knew I might have messed up the other night. I had given in to him. I had moaned his name and arched my body for his touch like a starved animal. I think he bewitched me using that face, that raw power. I exhaled, a long, shaky breath. Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my hand. Ping. A message popped onto the screen. It was a bank message. I stared at the numbers, my eyes nearly popping out of my head. I saw a whopping credit alert of three million dollars. Three. Million. Dollars. The sender was listed as Blackthorne Enterprises and Tech.

I am smelling it on every inhale, and I am a little bit unhinged about this, and Sophie would be furious with me. At eleven forty-seven p.m. my phone rings. I look at the screen. Unknown number. Los Angeles area code. My heart does eleven things in a row. I answer. "Hello?" "Ms. Park." His voice is rough. Tired. The kind of voice that has been awake for too long and is operating on a level of tired that no human should be awake at. "It's Aiden Black." "Dr. Black." I am sitting up very straight on my couch. I have no idea why. He can not see me. "Hi."

my lycan, Black, says to me. Willing to take the risk, I continue what I was doing, letting Amara know I'll be right back. Amara groans an “ok” out of her mouth. Walking into my office, I take a seat and dial Victor’s number. The phone rings only twice before he answers, his voice gruff and impatient. I don’t think anyone has ever answered a phone so quickly. "Hello. I mean, Prince Blake. We need your help," victor blurts out.

It had to be the blackmailer as I felt the color leave my face before I picked up the call. *** Zendaya’s POV “How are you?” I asked with the voice changer as usual making it difficult for them to notice my voice. “How has life been?” “You know what you did and I hate you for it,” Blair sobbed over the phone. “You collected that insane amount of money from me only to still go back on your word. Why?! My life is in shambles right now. My family hates me. I don’t think everything will go back to the way it used to be.”