Future Phone Novels & Stories

“You say there is more?” I nodded. I could withdraw more cash for them along the way if they proved helpful. “You have a phone or way to contact him, or you, for that matter, so I can reach you?” He rummaged around on the floor, digging slightly, pulling out a very old-model cell phone. “We charge when we go to town. Right now is dead.”

another replied as she threw the one who had spoken a mocking sneer causing her embarrassed. “Enough. Maybe the young miss wants to test our character. She left the phone there to see whether anyone will take it or not,” another said, causing cold shiver to run down their spines. “But how could she know?” “I heard there are some phones which when touched by no one else other than their owner, they will keep beeping or when she takes it back, it will show her that someone had used it. It also has a fingerprint scanner, as long as you touch it, it will know who you are,” another explained.

He threw the SIM card directly into the sewer before turning on the phone. He was afraid that the other party would dial this number again if he didn't throw it away. The man’s friend glimpsed that he was fiddling with the phone and frowned in surprise, "When did you get a new phone? I remember you were holding a Samsung when you came over." The man laughed, "You’ve got a good memory. I didn't buy a new one. I just picked up the phone in the bar." "It looks like a good one." "There is a password and I cannot unlock it. It seems that I have to get this password cracked at a cellphone store before I can use it."

Nate’s phone beeped, someone had sent a message. He checked the message. “It belongs to a private number.” “Not helpful.” “No, but there is something else,” Nate said and opened another file on his laptop. “The number has been connected to a phone registered under a different name for the last six months.” “Whose phone?” Serena asked. “That’s the thing,” he replied, looking at her. “It is a prepaid business account.” I frowned. “Someone does not want the number traced.” Serena crossed her arms. “Or, someone does not want Callie’s calls traced to them.”

"Can you test it first?" "Of course you can!" he also turned on the phone. “The battery is still good right?” “I only sell resaleable phones, not damaged ones!” he said a bit curtly. Praveen just curls his lips. Now he already had a new phone even though it is used phone. After buying the cellphone, he also bought a new number as well as internet quota. For a long time without holding a phone, he really felt lonely without friends. Now his life is back to normal.

“How am I supposed to even have numbers if Louis destroyed my phone already?” He slid something in a packaged box to me. “This is a new phone and our numbers are already saved there. The phone will be supervised every Friday night and I hope that you don't break the rules because the punishment will be brutal this time” “Brutal. So, keep to the end of your deal, and we will keep to ours.”

"You... what? You can't just quit in the middle of a shift! That's not how this works! You think anyone else is going to hire you after this? You're done, Maxwell. You hear me? Done!" Maxwell pulled the phone away from his ear and tapped End Call. Mitchell's name popped up again instantly. He was calling back. Maxwell pressed the power button and held it down until the screen went black. He stood there holding the dead phone for a moment. It felt like a brick. A piece of his old life. He walked over to the kitchen island and set it down. He wouldn't need it anymore. He reached into his other pocket and pulled out the new phone Kieran had given him. It was sleek, heavy, and expensive. It was

she added as she rummaged through her purchases. I looked for my phone and saw it next to the TV. I grabbed it right away and opened it – there were two messages there. I opened the first one and saw it was from an unknown number. From: +639305****** Hey, this is Brandon. I've got your number from your friend. I was just wondering if you are free this evening? It's my birthday celebration – I'll throw a party and my friends are invited. You're my friend so I'm inviting you. I hope to see you there.

If a tamper is detected, the hacker said it will wipe off every detail in the phone, and if it goes off, everything will wipe off. I've kept it charged for the past seven years, trying to figure out the password. It seems, there was a lot about mother I didn't know. There was only one clue the hacker gave me- The phone's brand-Ghostcell. I've searched for such a company but there is no information. Not even with a secret agent. “Hello…” There was a voice from inside my room and I quickly kept the phone back in the drawer and placed the dressing mirror back in position.

After their meal, Christian stretched his hand towards her and requested for her phone number, " Your pin", he said handing his phone to her but she didn't collect it, " What do you mean?", " Your cell number", "Don't have any", " You don't have a cellphone?", " Yes", " What brand do you want?", " I don't..wa.", " Samsung? iPhone?", he cut her short, She doesn't have any idea of any type of phone, " don't worry I'm fine", " I'm not", he said and without saying anything to her or informing her, he placed an order for the most expensive and latest mobile phone for her.