John Cena Prank Call Novels & Stories

Jonathan Hanging up, I was still yet to recover from my shock; The shock that I'd accepted be Ciara's male model for her company's fashion show. "Father.. Father!" Alena called out bringing me back to reality. We were at home having a 'father and daughter' time bonding over a bowl of popcorn and FAST X when Ciara had called; Alena had paused the movie so that I could answer the call. "uh..oh, you can play the movie now"

"So, what's your plan for the ninth prank?" "We'll pull off the ninth one at Caleb's wedding," Kevin crowed. "Just imagine it. The officiant asks, 'Caleb Smith, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?' and Caleb bellows, 'Absolutely not!' It's going to be hysterical." Outside, I leaned against the wall and slowly slid down until I was crumpled on the floor. Pulling my knees close, I buried my face as silent sobs tore through me.

"Who are you, mister?" "Keelan McKnight." The phone left her hand and go straight for the floor. Jana gasped in shock before cursing for five times. "Damn! Hello?" The call had ended. Jana kneaded the phone, as if she could mend the broken screen with her willpower and charm. "Oh, my god." 'Why does nothing goes right in my way?'

Though he had constantly reminded me about it, I always ended up forgetting, saying I'd call him later. Having my dad’s number stuck in my brain, I dialed it, and it rang a few times before he answered. "Hello. Who is this?" he asked, and I chuckled. Feeling bored, I decided to prank my dad a little to see what his reaction would be. "Hello. Are we speaking to Mr. Jacob Sanders?" I asked in a tone he won't recognize. "Yes, this is he. Who are you?" he asked. I suppressed my laughter so he wouldn't catch me in the act.

John paused for a moment before continuing, “Also, if you don’t mind, you can always call me by my name. If Coco were here, she’d have taken a liking to you as well.” Tina thought that she was hearing things. That, or she was experiencing auditory hallucinations at the moment. It was just a random idea that she happened to blurt out. She didn’t expect John to agree to that idea. After all, he was John Carter, Samuel’s collaboration partner in many projects. To think that he would agree to her nonsensical request… At that moment, John’s phone rang. “Sorry, I have to take this call,” he apologized. As he turned on his heel to leave the ward, Tina was still stuck in a trance. “Am I dreaming?” s

He decided to give her a call. She answered after the third ring, he was glad she was still awake. But it wasn't Amber who answered but Jenna. "Hello, my mum is not awake at the moment, Call later thank you" He chuckled and realized how much he missed the bubbly child. Before Jenna could drop the call, he replied,"Jenna?". Jenna recognized his voice instantly,"Mr handsome?" She couldn't remember his name anyway so she went with what she named him. Xavier smiled and responded,"Yes, why are you awake at this hour?" It was 9:00pm probably past her bedtime. Jenna couldn't go to bed, her event show was fast approaching and she hadn't even memorized half of her lines, she needed someone to aid her

After pacing the room, Jenna called Hansen. She dialed for a long time, but no one answered. When she dialed again, someone finally answered the phone. A charming female voice came from the other end of the line, and there seemed to be a lot of laughter in the background. "Hello, who is this? Mr. Richards has gone to the toilet. Please call again later." The woman's voice was seductive and she sounded lewd to Jenna. Jenna's face turned pale and her heart started throbbing.

He smiled " Perfect! That's the spirit of a true warrior Pete!" I said chuckling slightly " What should we do now?" He asked " Whatever you want." " Let's call people and prank them." " Silly but am bored as fuck... So let's do it." " You start, compose a random number and play on him." I called a random number then said as he picked up. " You hid them right?" " Who's calling?" " Now is not the time for that! We are on the shortage of time! Hide it well before we get caught!"

"I'll ruin you for all other nights. Are you sure you want that?" He tugs harder, and my ass makes cold contact with my chair. I haven't touched my drink. I'm dead sober at this point, yet keenly aware of the train we're on that's barreling ahead at full speed, threatening to run off the rails if we don't pull the brakes. But desperation tugs at me. "I need it. Just this once." Who are you convincing? Him or yourself? Grabbing a fistful of my ass cheek, he reaches into his pocket. He dials someone named John, holding the phone to his ear as our eyes lock in a smouldering gaze.

[For your 100th prank, I'll risk my life to play along! My phone exploded with calls and messages. The ZX9217 crash was complete.