How To Block Someone On Wattpad Novels & Stories

I asked again to be sure Ana wasn't lying to me about blocking her ex "Go ahead, girl" She said without answering my question “Girl? Girl, what you doing?” She asked wondering what I was doing on my phone “I'm deleting his contact" I replied. I don't want to block Liam. I already know his number, so he can call me even after I delete it and I would know that it is him calling. That way he can still contact me “What?” She asked “What's the point of blocking if you don't delete the contact? You didn't?” I asked and the look on her face said she didn't delete the contact of her ex

When we became friends, Cassie showed me her following and told me that If there's ever someone that would be blocking the other, she would be the one blocking me, so I had to be careful not to annoy her now that i was her friend online. I'm an insignificant ant compared to their lives, so it's with some added gusto that I hit the block button on their profiles now. Both their profiles. The more I block them on one platform the more I remember the others I can block them on. After 30 minutes, I'm finally done. I've blocked Levi and Cassie from having access to me in every way I know how, except physically of course because Cassie and I still share the same dorm room, and Levi can come meet m

My thumb hovered for a breath before I added the part I actually meant. “If you don’t come, I’ll fucking force you out myself.” That was it. It was clear and direct. She wanted to play games, but I didn’t. I pressed send. Nothing happened. The screen didn’t shift. The message didn’t appear. Instead, a small red symbol popped up at the top of the screen—the kind I never see, because no one ever blocks me. For a second, I just stared, not quite processing it. Then it sank in. She blocked me.

Giving him the handle was the quickest way to end this conversation and get to the safety of the quiet zone. I sighed, shifting the weight of my bag. "Fine," I said, pulling out my own phone. "But if you ask me about anything unrelated to what you are looking for, I'm blocking you." Ethan’s grin widened. "Deal." I unlocked my phone and opened the app, showing him my profile. "Okay then," I said.

I said softly before walking out of her. After the day's work, Fleur called several times but I refused to pick it up, Instead, I started trying Maynard number but I realized he blocked me already, I went to his verified I*******m account but it has been locked and disabled, u couldn't send him any message, I sent him a request to scan his QR code on WeChat but his account is deactivated already. I sobbed as I walked down the street. What's happened to him? I hope he's fine.

Her little invitation wasn’t a bluff. With trembling fingers, I navigate to my contacts and find Arthur’s number. My thumb hovers over it for a moment, tempted to call him, to scream at him, to beg him to come to his senses. But what good would it do? He’s made his choice. Instead, I press down and select “Block Contact.” A prompt appears asking if I’m sure. I hesitate for only a moment before pressing “Yes.” That’s it, then. It’s over. The tumultuous, passionate, heartbreaking saga of Iris and Arthur comes to a quiet end with the press of a button.

Riley's Pov She saw everything today. We want nothing to do with you. I am blocking your number. I pressed send. The message was gone. I did not wait for a reply. I went into my phone’s settings. I found his number in my contacts. I scrolled down. I pressed the button that said ‘Block This Caller’. A message popped up. It asked if I was sure. I pressed ‘Yes’. It was done. A small, satisfying click in the universe. He was cut off.

I had sent him messages, called him, and texted him, but nothing. Each time, the same response: “This number is currently out of reach.” And as for his social media? Well, that was even worse. His profile had disappeared completely. No posts, no updates, nothing. At first, I thought it was a glitch, but when I tried searching again and again, it became clear. Austin had blocked me. Just like that. Blocked. Out of the blue. It hurt, more than I wanted to admit. The silence between us, the unanswered questions—it gnawed at me.

“I’ve been following her for three years. You think you know more than we do? Starting a rumor takes one sentence. Clearing your name takes forever.” As the messages kept pouring in, I got more and more upset. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. So I replied to one of them, “Of course I’m not his girlfriend. “I’m his legally wedded wife!” Unfortunately, I never got the second message out. I had already been blocked. I wanted to confront that streamer, but by then I had already been kicked out of the livestream. My account had been blocked, reported, and locked out in one coordinated sweep, so I could not even log in to defend myself.

When I looked over, Ofelia was smiling, soft, tired, but proud. I turned back to my screen. Blocked Jane’s company, Elysian Fleur, since she herself was already blocked. Blocked her mother. Blocked two of my mom’s friends who kept liking Jane’s posts. Blocked anyone who had ever tried to talk to me like I owed Jane something just because we once danced at a fundraiser. If my own family were to try to rewrite this story again? They could get blocked, too. It wasn’t petty. It was the cost of peace. And I was ready to pay it in full.