Invincible Phone Case Novels & Stories

“It's just a napkin, it could fly away from here with the slightest wind and guess what? I'll be all over you like the paparazzi.” She took the napkin. “Oh honey, I am way ahead of you.” Before I knew it she produced her phone and took a picture of it. She turned her screen around and wriggled it in my face. “Have anything snarky to say now? Huh?” I threw my hands up in defeat, relishing how good it felt for my lips to curve naturally without being forced to. “I acknowledge defeat, I like your phone case by the way.” It was rainbow of course but it had a delicate looking butterfly in the middle. Somehow it suited her.

The device was shattered, and its screen was barely holding together. “Elder Kane. Over here.” Timothy Grant’s voice trembled slightly as he called out. His fingers tightened around the damaged phone he had just picked up. Elder Kane immediately turned and strode toward him, his eyes narrowing at the device in Timothy’s hand. Together, they examined it closely. The screen was completely shattered and the edges were dented as if it had been stomped on. But what caught their attention the most was the phone case; a soft shade of pink.

Her hair was silky and as dark as ebony. On one wall of the room was a decor wedding photos of she and an elderly man who had smiled his hearts out on the wedding day, evident on the photos that hung on the wall. They had numerous photos together and they were all able to cover the whole side wall that pillared the massive suite of the penthouse. She pressed on her mobile phone which she held in her hand. Her phone pouch screamed class and the titanium cover of her phones back displayed that she used the latest iPhone 20, the limited series of the iPhone brand that had not yet being introduced to the public yet.

His phone rang. Following his father's rule, he had two phones. A small untraceable phone that he used for deadly business contracts like contacts with his hitmen assassins or thugs around this part of the world. He also had the latest iPhone, which contained no information about their underworld. That was the phone that he held at events and parties. He reached for his ringing phone – The iPhone – and checked the caller ID. it was just cousin Julian. "Yeah?" He grunted into the phone. "Where are you?" Julian asked. There was no point of formality.

I walked back to Tosin's room and I shut the door behind. I brought out the parcel unwrapped it and it was a phone. I don't even know what type of phone it is or how to use it because before I went to jail then, I just hear of IPhone but I have never place my hand in it. It was on the box of the phone that I read it was iPhone 13 pro but I don't know how to use it. I tried to check the phone but I don't know to do anything on it it I appreciate the phone because it is beautiful.

I slid open the last drawer of the mahogany cabinet. A black phone stared back at me. I frowned. That wasn’t mine. I picked it up, turning it over in my hand. No scratches. No case. It looked almost brand new. Pressing the power button only confirmed my suspicion. Encryption. Not the standard passcode either. This was military-grade security—custom software, hidden operating system, the kind of phone people carried when they didn’t want to be found. “What the hell…” Who in this house had been using a burner phone?

He didn't even move he was just looking at me his eyes and expression unreadable. I ignored the fact that I was fucking touching him, I quickly grabbed the phone and turn it on, the wallpaper was black.... Just black you. Wait Did I just spoiled his phone screen, i tapped on the phone again trying to see if the screen had really spoiled but then it lead to the face ID part. I released a breath I didn't even realize I was holding, his phone was the latest iphone, if I had spoiled the screen and he asked me to pay how the fuck am I going to raise that money.

A box fell out, its lid popping open, scattering its contents. I bent down, collecting the items—some photos, old bracelets, papers. Then my hand froze. There it was. A phone. Pink and cracked. With a case. A case that read: “I ❤️ You — L” My fingers trembled as I lifted it. No… no way. I bought this case. I sewed that ‘L’ in red thread when Mila was sad one night and said no one loved her. I flipped the phone, inspecting every inch.

" Let's take a look" They all moved to the living room and sat down on the couch. He unzipped his bag and removed Jerry's backpack. He opened the main zipper and all there was to see there were his notes from school. He unzipped the smaller pouch and saw Jerry's phone and a little white packet that contained something akin to powder dust. He dropped the packet beside him on the couch and focused solely on the phone. It was an iPhone 9 silver cases model, complete with flat structure and three cameras. He pressed the power button and the phone brightened to life. They waited awhile for it to boot into the home screen. When it'd finish booting, Hunter tried opening the phone. "No!" Hunter yell

He replied. "Okay" I replied and as I was about to walk out to take a look Damon talked and I stopped. "I cart this for you" He said, giving me nylon. I opened it and I saw a brand new iPhone 13. "It is remaining one. I ordered that online, ``he said. And I checked the nylon to find out the infamous most expensive phone in the world. I have seen that with Damon before. The name of the phone is Falcon Supernova iPhone 6 pink diamond and it is worth 48.5 million dollars.