I'm Only One Call Away Novels & Stories

Geez. I was able to get off work early, and i ended up spending the remaining day in the jacuzzi. One of this days, I would make sure to visit the spa. My body needs some beautiful relaxing message. I got out of the jacuzzi when I heard my phone ring. Hmm, I wonder who is calling. As the withdrawn lady that I am, I only have about five people calling me. And that is - Alice, Simone, my mum and dad, and of course my ever loving sister(she only calls me once in a blue moon, and that's just to borrow money from me). So yeah, this are the only people who calls me.

Bella said and tried to wriggle her hand out of his own. "Yes, you have. But not your number" Gerald said, holding her hand very firm. Bella sighed and called her number for him. He pressed the number in to his phone with his free hand and immediately dialed it till he heard Bella's phone ring out from her bag. "There!" he said, putting his phone back into his pocket, "That's my number" he gestured to her bag and continued, "I know you won't save my number and you definitely won't pick my calls. Don't worry though, You'll keep seeing me, pretty Bella" he flashed his handsome smile at her frowned face. Then he left her hand. Bella quickly walked away from him into the restaurant. Gerald with

"Why is she calling me at this time?" Calvin wondered when he saw Jessica's name flash on the caller ID. Getting a call from her was already unusual, and on top of it, in middle of the day? He assumed it must be something important. Without wasting any more time, he tapped the green icon and placed the phone near his ear. "Get inside!" He flinched when her voice blasted from the other side.

I replied. Very early this morning, I got a call from Kelvin, because it was not even 5am in the morning, I was only able to pick at the seventh ring. All I heard was, “ Damon, yes Damon, they have a lot of power, they have a lot of power, run, Damon. Run!” And then the line went off. I have tried calling him, tried calling his wife, his wife's office, I just couldn't communicate with him. Their lines were switched off. Completely cut off.

The room feels lonely without him. I take a last look at myself in the mirror. My phone pings on the nightstand. I turn to get it. ' Can I see you? ' - Husband. I smile at his demand. I click my picture in a saffron gown and send it to him. I put it back and wait for him to reply. I don't get a reply. I contort my lips. I hold my clutch along with the phone and head out.

The sound of the ringing echoed in my ears, each passing moment fueling my anticipation to seek my next steps in this mission. Finally, the call connected, and Lucien's deep voice greeted me through the phone. "Mia," he acknowledged, his tone filled with warmth and understanding. "It's good to hear from you. I figure your healing has gone well?" “Of course it has Luce, you know what I’m like. Bones broken one day, leaping between trees the next.” His gruff laugh sounded over the line and I grinned. While we were friends or family, I had spent my whole life with Lucien. He was the closest thing I had to a carer.

I was lounging at home, scrolling through social media, when a livestream title suddenly caught my eye—"The Other Woman Crash Course." Curious, I entered to see a woman talking animatedly, "My sugar daddy gives me 200,000 every month. I just need to keep him satisfied!" Viewers were doubtful and asked, "I don't believe you. Tell us how you two met." She smiled. "That's alright. You don't get to meet someone like that every day. I met him after doing a bone marrow transplant with his girlfriend three years ago. That's how I met this golden bachelor." I frowned. I had a bone marrow transplant three years ago too. Suddenly, the door opened, and she covered her phone in panic. A man's deep

My thumb hovers over the call button. The night wind howls around me. And I whisper to myself, “Please… please don’t let this be another lie.” Then I press Call. The phone rings once. Twice. Three times. And just when I think no one will answer— A woman’s voice comes through, smooth, calm, and cold enough to freeze bone. “Ava,” she says, as if she expected my call. “I’ve been waiting.”

My hand instinctively caressed my belly. My phone rang out all of a sudden starlting me. I had been so engrossed in my thought that i seemed to have forgotten where i was for a moment. Reaching for the phone, i held up a small smile when the caller turned out to be Chantelle. Now that i think about it, she is the only person who tends to call me from time to time. “Hey, girl.” I mouthed and my voice came out hoarse. There was a slight pause on the other end. “Are you okay, Kamara? Why do you sound like that?”

•••MANDY••• "Zoe is on my neck there aren't any clues of Quinn and I keep getting calls from strangers I'm sick of it Calvin and the squad won't do anything about it other than the case is over them I'm worried." My phone plugged between my ear andshoulder while I search my bag bag for cash since I had to take the bus. "I miss her, when I thought she wouldn't leave anymore the universe just had to mess it up." I hissed clearly frustrated.