Fnaf 1 Phone Guy Script Novels & Stories

A Billionaire's son was suffering from severe introversion and in quest for a person who could help him. Fortunately, Hannah possessed an ability to heal people's emotion using her touch. When she was summoned to help Theon, she came to use her power to heal the guy but there was a big problem, the guy cannot be touched by anyone, most especially girls.

My best friend, Maya, flew in from Miami for my bachelorette week. My last days of freedom. She insisted on a girls' night in to celebrate, ordering all my favorite takeout. She asked me to hold her mobile phone and wait.Then her phone lit up. A message from some guy. A shirtless pic. Text: I need you tonight. Another photo buzzed through. Sex toys. Bondage gear straight out of a movie. My face burned. My heart hammered against my ribs. I’d just stumbled into her secret life. But the next image made my blood run cold. A close-up of the man's chest. A jagged scar I knew better than my own reflection. It belonged to my fiancé, Luciano Carbone.

What would you do if you stumbled upon a bride crying her eyes out minutes before the wedding, begging you to help her escape? You help her, of course. What would you do if you stumbled upon a drunken guy being mugged in the dark alley later that night? You help him too, of course. What would you do when you discover he was the same guy left hanging at the altar earlier that day? You regret everything, of course. What would you do when you start seeing that same guy everywhere you go? You fall in love, of course.

My boss had a new boyfriend called Eugene Larson. The first day he came to the office, he put on a great show of exerting his dominance. He deleted my number from my boss's phone right in front of me. Eugene waved his phone in front of me while playing innocently. "You can talk to me about anything you need to communicate to Tina, Mr. Sanders. I'll help you pass the message to her. I don't have much sense of security, so please don't mind this. It's to avoid any misunderstanding between us." I was hoping my boss, Tina Kayden, would be able to say something fair on my behalf, but all she did was stare at Eugene approvingly and adoringly throughout the conversation. She turned to me and said, "This is a pretty good plan, Mr. Sanders. Do take good care of Eugene from now on." As there was no way for me to reject her, I was forced to add Eugene's contact to my phone. However, the moment he had my number, he flooded my phone with messages. [Mr. Sanders, is the client you're meeting tomorrow with the surname Charleston a man or a woman?] [Where are you having the meeting tomorrow? Wear something casual tomorrow. It would be best if you avoid washing your face and hair. Otherwise, I would think you're trying to seduce my wife.] [I believe your relationship with Tina is innocent. You're not allowed to betray me because I'm treating you like my buddy!] [By the way, you have an extra duty from now on. You need to remind Tina every 30 minutes to send me a message telling me that she loves me.] As I read these ridiculous messages, I laughed in anger. I put my phone on silent mode and flung it to the side before going to bed. The next morning, I woke up to dozens of missed calls on my phone.

Briana stared at the floor, avoiding her father's penetrating gaze. "Who is the guy that got you pregnant? Answer me!" George asked his daughter grimly. "You never introduced your boyfriend to us, daughter," Rosita, her stepmother, chimed in. Briana dared not look in Jack's direction, fearing that her stepmother's observant eyes might connect the dots. She can't tell them that the guy who got her pregnant was none other than her stepbrother, Jack. "Um, I have a one-night stand with his good-looking guy, whom I met at the party last month. I forgot to take anti pregnancy pills, that's why I got pregnant with his child." Briana told them the lie that she had practiced two weeks ago. George sighed deeply and said, "Alright, can you bring this guy to me? I would like to meet him." Briana blanched, the color draining out of her face.

I waited ten years to get married to Emily Stanton. We had applied for a marriage license seven times, and seven times it had been called off. In our circle, we were the golden couple. She had sold her own blood to help cover my hospital bills, and I had stood by her side as she built the Stanton family empire from nothing. On our tenth anniversary, I brought up the idea of finally having a wedding ceremony and making things official again. She just rubbed her temples and tossed her blazer aside. "We'll talk about it later. We've been together this long—why are you still hung up on something like this?" The words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat. Does every great love eventually fade into something ordinary? The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Then her phone buzzed with a notification. Against my better judgment, I picked it up. The contact name on the screen was impossible to miss: Honey. [Baby, when are you coming home? Jamie says she misses Mommy.] A storm of emotions crashed over me. That's when I discovered Emily Stanton had another WhatsApp account. The woman in those posts was nothing like the one I knew. At the top was a wedding photo—the two of them beaming, radiant. Tucked among the roses she'd received yesterday was a brand-new diamond ring, hidden between the petals. The water in the bathroom stopped. I clenched my fists. Then I forwarded the guy's WhatsApp info to my assistant. [Look into him.]

My girlfriend had one of those guy friends she insisted was basically family. On a group hike, he knew I had diabetes and couldn't eat anything high in sugar, but he still coaxed me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, and my blood sugar spiked almost instantly. When I pulled out my insulin to inject, panic shot through me. My medication had been switched out for saline. I collapsed to the ground, shaking and retching. The fake nice-guy just looked down at me with a smug twist of his mouth. "Seriously, man? You're being dramatic. It's just a little sugar. Good thing I told Selene to swap your meds, or we'd never know how far you'd go to fake it. With a body this weak, how are you supposed to protect Selene?" I turned to my girlfriend, my breathing already turning shallow. "Selene, give me my insulin. If I don't inject it right now, I'm going to die." She frowned as if I were the one being unreasonable. "You're overacting. I've never heard of someone dying from a bit of sugar. Adrian's right. You're always looking for attention. Everyone finally got together today, and you're here ruining it." I felt everything inside me go cold. I didn't even bother arguing anymore. I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and rasped, "Mom, your son's about to get bullied to death. Are you going to step in or not?"

All her life she has been abused physically and verbally by her stepfather,Joshua Johnson. Emily has no idea who are real parents are or if they are still alive. She's been abused at home and bullied in school but she remains strong, hoping that one day all her pains and suffering will be gone. Who knew one wish was all it takes for her life to take an eventful turn? What happens when a new guy, Xavier Hunter, comes to the school and save her from her bully, Henry Parker? What happens when she discovers a deep secret about her bully? Who will she choose between the guy she loves and the guy that once made her life miserable? Read the book to find out

"Don't lick there. Not now... My husband's calling..." I answered the phone, my face burning with shame. The husband on the other end of the line had no idea his beloved wife had another man's head between her thighs at that very moment.

“No Jason!I cannot stand in as your brother’s bride ! What happens to our engagement?” Aliyah shrieked after her long college sweetheart asked that she stands in as his brother’s bride till he finds the real bride. “Nothing Aliyah, Nothing can come between our love, i just need you to help save the face of my family, id be back with the bride before the wedding proceeds “ he lied and successfully manipulated love struck Aliyah. Little did she know her close to perfect lifestyle is about to become a nightmare. Time is speeding and the real bride is yet to be found, now, Aliyah has to stick to the script and play the role of Kelan Donald's bride who happens to be in coma. Soon she found some shocking truth that left her world crumbling down What happens when Aliyah finds out there was no initial bride, everything was a charade and pre-planned by her college sweetheart, Jason? What happens when she realizes the man she was lured to marry is actually in coma? And why will Jason do that to her?