I Just Wanna Keep Calling Your Name Novels & Stories

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

She's hot and dangerous because she hid the thorns behind that beauty. She shines like a clear glass castle wall of jewels. She is strong, brave and dazzling like a diamond. Tic toc, tic toc, the sounds of my heart whenever i hear her name. Slow down and run 'cause she is very dangerous. Decide our time is wasting. Someone is currently playing a song, “Her name” by Latte, on her cassette player as she looks at Jana's grave.

I knew right there and then who was calling. Let me down, down Let me down, down Let me down, let me down Down, let me down, down Let me down If you wanna go then I’ll be so lonely If you’re leaving baby let me down slowly If you wanna go then I’ll be so lonely If you’re leaving baby, let me down slowly I headed to the kitchen to check with a bored expression on my face. I picked up my phone and saw that it was my mom who was calling. “Hey mum, what do you want,” I ask.

Nicki was still laughing when I added quietly, “So many things could’ve gone wrong. I’ll be careful next time.” She froze mid-laugh, then smacked me on the head. “Next time? Are you crazy? You’re thinking of another time?” Before I could defend myself, my phone rang. Jimmy. I sighed. “The devil always calls when you mention his name.” I picked up. Jimmy: “Hi. Where are you? I need to talk to you. Send me the address.” Irish: “Not today, please.” Jimmy: “Please, Pumpkin.” That name again. I swear, he says it like a spell.

she commented, nodding toward my phone with her chin. God… She wasn’t entirely wrong. It was true that I was trying so hard to keep Peter at a distance when what I really wanted was to be with him right now. Screw this boring brunch—I wanted to be having fun with the boy I loved. So I gave a half-hearted smile. “Sometimes things aren’t what they seem.” She nodded. “I know that all too well.” She extended her hand to me in greeting. “I’m Zoey Lee, but you can just call me Zoey.”

My phone started to ring, With the name reserved for only one person flashing against the screen, 'Manipulative Asshole. Ferrara was calling.

She definitely ignored those bells, doing a good job of creating laughter for the audience. Fiona was about to call back, but the phone suddenly rang, still the same person - Clara Frank. “Fiona, why don't you pick up the phone?” As soon as Fiona heard, before he could say anything, the other party spoke first. The voice is neither fast nor slow, soft and does not carry anger, like chatting among family members. “I'm really sorry cousin, while working, my phone was on silent mode so I didn't know.” Fiona explained. When Clara Frank calls, whatever it is, is it important or not, as long as she holds the phone to call you, you must receive it, otherwise she will call continuously until you pic

remember it, I begged myself, trying to summon the number I’d memorized long ago, repeating it in my mind like a prayer. And then, I pressed the green call button, raising the phone to my ear. Please... pick up.

I hesitated for a moment, the weight of what I was about to do sinking in. Gripping my phone, I scrolled through my contacts until I found his name. My finger hovered over the call button, my mind swimming with possibilities. But this conversation couldn’t wait. I pressed it and brought the phone to my ear, hearing the familiar tone ring once, then twice. My heart raced. Carlos answered on the third ring, his voice cool and calm, yet laced with suspicion. "What do you want?" "I need to talk to you," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady, though the tension was unmistakable. "It’s urgent."

His eyes lit up with a smug smile, thinking Seraphine was finally calling to beg him. He waited as the phone rang several times before he finally strolled over with his usual poise. Smiling, he picked it up without checking the caller ID after recognizing the ringtone specially set for Seraphine. "Seraphine, you finally couldn't resist calling to beg me, huh?"