If Heaven Had A Phone Novels & Stories

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

Why the hell didn't I even think about it in the beginning? I took out my phone a ND dialed his number. His phone rang and rang, but he didn't pick up. So I decided to call Casey's phone instead... But his phone was apparently 'busy'. Okay, so much for calling Brian. I'll figure it out on my own. "Is it judgment day already?" a deep hoarse voice whispered in my ear, "Cause I see an angel would like to take me to heaven,"

“Can you tell me why in the world aren’t you answering your phone? After what happened last night, your aunt and I spend the night imagining the worse.” Chris sat down on a chair, crossed his arms on his chest, and with a very critical look in his eyes, he gazed silently at Shawn. His nephew took the cup of coffee and, without saying a word, took a few sips. He needed a shower also… he needed to recover the strength before going to Pacifica. "Sorry, uncle, my cell died on me and the car is somewhere between SoMo and Westwood Highlands." He sipped some more coffee. "I think the cell should be fully charged by now. Did Aunt Marie sent you to check on me?”

… Three days later… Yes. It had been three days ever since Lucas left. He hadn't left for this long before. The Villa had become a dungeon to Heidi, a doorless one where there were only dark walls. Because she couldn't find her phone, she'd lost the source of communication with the outside world. She could neither communicate with Lucas nor Amanda. How did she lose her phone? Well, It was the most bizarre experience Heidi had ever had. She just woke up the next morning and her phone went missing.

“Wanna taste?” Just then, his phone rang and I immediately knew I would hate the song Viva la Vida by Coldplay for the rest of my life. Of all the times in the world, why did the caller choose to call now? Harry stilled and held my hand that was stroking his díck. “Surely you’re not going to take that.” I eyed him. “Of course, I am. My company is at the brink of collapse. It could be any of the people I’ve been praying to get a call back from for weeks.”

I heaved a sigh and just rolled my eyes. I looked at Laurene who was looking at me. She’s trying not to laugh as she was biting her lower lip. I tried to look also to Candice who was waiting for my ‘yes’ when I tilt my head to her as she was also standing outside. What should I do now? But I honestly don’t want to go back there! Ugh! I said, mumbling to myself. Suddenly, I heard my phone ring inside my bag. I abruptly took it out then I opened the screen. And there, I saw Heaven’s name flash on my notification. I abruptly checked his text message and read it.

I wanted to face palm myself at such stupidity. I again went to the telephone and dialled Carl's number. He picked up at the first ring and I came to point without wasting anytime, " Tell me the address... My phone is broken. " My voice was void of any emotions like I was a robot. He took a breath and informed me, " Club Red Heaven!" I didn't wait to hear anything else and hanged up the call, checking the time on the clock which was indicating, that it was already 10.

a female voice, she sounded scared “Hello” he replied “Oh thank God… please I misplaced my phone on the road, please can you help me return it” she said “Which phone?” he asked “Please I am begging you… that phone is very important to me and I just got it” she begged and he laughed “Sorry oh, but I don’t think I would want to return this phone… if you were in my shoes and you picked a phone like this, would you return it?” he said then laughed and she began crying

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> In fact, he didn't remember eating it, but he seemed to have a cold lump of clay sitting in the bottom of his stomach as he waited with the phone against his ear. It was bound there by the knowledge that the person he was calling wouldn't be happy to hear from him. It would be so nice to hear a pleasant tone instead of that ever-present threatening rumble. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> After five long rings, the owner of the cursed phone number finally picked up, and Khyle waited for the inevitable hello that wouldn't be.

And Father… he had known something was wrong with me all along but still treated me like this. I hugged the bag of documents tighter to my chest, even though they no longer mattered. Nothing mattered anymore. My phone started ringing. It was Emily. I stared at the screen for a few seconds before answering with a shaky voice. “…Hello?” “Elias!” Emily’s voice was frantic. In the background, I could hear her moving quickly — drawers opening, things being thrown around, keys jingling. “What the hell did you mean by that?! ‘Heaven is calling you’? Don’t you dare do anything stupid! Talk to me right now!”