I Love Getting Sweet Messages Novels & Stories

I clicked a few selfies and sent them to him with a message. Me: Waiting for you, come soon. He replied to me back instantly, making me smile. Sweetie Master: Wow! You're already at my place. I was just about to message you to come to my place as soon as possible. Me: I'm know everything. Now come soon. I can't wait anymore to meet him. I'm just addicted to him and this addiction is not dangerous. Sweetie Master: I'm on the way, Butterfly. I sent him the heart emoji and slipped the phone into the back pocket of my shorts, now headphones are wrapped around my neck.

I grabbed my phone and a bright, wide smile appeared on my face the moment I saw that I had a message from Lucius. Not even one message but 'Cupcake' The next message was five minutes later. 'I fucking miss you' 'Still studying for your exams? Can't wait for you to be done' 'Shit! I should be in front of you right now but I really don't want to distract you from reading. Tell me when you will be free' 'Cupcake, do you miss me as much as I miss you?' I felt my heart pound as I read the messages. They seemed so.... Sweet?

I said. “Okay girl, bye. Don’t forget I love you so much and I can’t wait to see you.” She said, “Love you too baby girl.” I hugged the phone. “This house gets so boring and lonely,” I was wishing for a back massage when my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen only to get a message from Nathan saying “Sweetheart, please let me make it up to you by accepting my offer and you know your prince charming misses you.” with an address below and so much heart emoji.

“He's so sweet.’ Another notification popped up on my screen, shifting my moods in the blink of an eye. Aiden's name flashed briefly but with a message that churned my insides. ‘Send me nudes, I wanna see your beautiful clit.’

Bored, he tapped into his other messages… “1000 Unread Messages.” “What the—? From who?!” Adrian stared at his phone like it had grown a second screen. He didn’t even have 1000 contacts. Did someone sign him up for a fan club? First message was from Mary. Mary: “Adrian, you made us so proud. I always knew you were built for greatness. You’re still the best—to me, at least.” Adrian smirked and shook his head. Adrian: “Thanks, love.”

“I’m o⁠utside. I need to talk to y⁠ou.” I froze. Then on​e mor‍e message came thro‌ugh, sof​ter somehow, al‌most pleadin‌g. “It⁠’s okay if you can​’t, right? Just kno⁠w tha‍t I love you s⁠o much.” ‌

My pondering was interrupted by a buzz from my phone. Seeing Karl's name on the notification, I broke into another wide, goofy smile. I felt like a lovesick teenager every time I heard from him. Opening the message, I felt those familiar butterflies at his sweet words: "Good morning, my beautiful wife! You can't imagine how eager I am to see you in your stunning white dress later. I can hardly wait to finally call you mine forever. All my love, your one and only."

Then I tapped the send button. “Yo, calm down, Miss Famous.” I could feel his sarcasm even if he isn't in front of me personally. Another message from him popped. “I got your deets from one of your friends. I think it was Ruby. You should be glad, because a lot of people are dying to recieve even a single like from me, but I messaged you first.” I rolled my eyes and quickly typed my reply. “Glad? Only your mom would be glad.”

The sun was slowly making its descent, casting a warm, golden hue across the city as I headed to the supermarket for some essentials. My phone chimed, and I took it out of my bag to check the message. It was from Kevin, and a smile crept across my face as I read the text. "Hey, Molly. I have a surprise for you later. Can't wait to see you." The message filled me with anticipation, and I quickly replied, "I'm looking forward to it, Kevin. See you later!" The thought of a surprise from him added an extra layer of excitement to my day.

I stood, wiped my hands on a kitchen towel, and opened the door. Lia stood there, smiling the same soft, familiar smile she had given me for years. My best friend’s younger sister. My neighbor. The girl I had quietly liked longer than I cared to admit. “Hey,” she said, holding out a small box. “I bought too many chocolates and figured you might want some.” I raised an eyebrow, surprised. “You got me chocolates?” “Yeah.” Her smile widened a little. “Thought I could share.” “Thanks, Lia.” I took the box. The gesture was simple, but it still settled something warm in my chest.