Landline Novels & Stories

“You can use that.” Carys couldn’t believe her eyes. On the ornate wooden desk was sitting a matte-black, high-end landline telephone. “You mean that? Who still uses such in this era?” Maye ignored her question and continued. “We don’t use mobile cellular devices within the territory bounds. Signals disrupt the pack frequency, and the alpha prefers internal security. If you must call out, the lines are routed through the main switchboard.” Immediately she was done with her line, she marched out of the room without turning back. Carys’ mouth was still hanging open. She couldn’t believe all that she had heard; that meant her privacy in the pack was zero.

I won and the only way we could communicate without blowing off the whole plan was with landlines. Its plastic was black and it had a small grey button arranged on one side, with the top having a green screen and the right side holding the handset. I picked it up and before I could say ‘hello’ a voice erupted from the other side. In my state of bewilderment, I thought it was Elder Sesan’s voice but my head emptied and I perceived what would be an aged man, with a quick-moving voice, trying to say something I was finding hard to hear. “H-hello, who is this?”

When it finally settled on one, I smiled in satisfaction. As I hit the main road, my phone beeped and I looked at the rather expensive iphone. It was a notification reminding me about a call I missed, Louisiana's. I quickly gave orders to the intelligent personal assistant application developed by Apple Inc. for its iOS operating system (Siri) to autodial Louisiana's number and in seconds, it did. The number wasn't going through, the network server kept repeating 'Out of reach' and it left me confused. Where in Valencia would Louisiana go to for her number to be continuously out of reach?

Then, she stated, “This is the landline of the Mullers’ villa.” It meant that the caller had to be her father, Connor!

Luca pulled me over to the side, gesturing for Lincoln to follow us. "I need you to set her up with a call," he said to Lincoln. Lincoln looked at me. "Do you have the number?" "It was on my old phone," I said, embarrassed I didn't know Mady's number by heart. "No worries. I put your contacts on a drive." He looked at Luca. "Do I need to set the call up on a duel line?" Luca looked at me before nodding. My eyebrows furrowed. "Duel line?" I asked.

Curled up on the couch, Aria couldn't bring herself to return to the bedroom filled with Kane's scent. Suddenly, the landline rang. The sharp sound pierced the silence, making her flinch. "Hello?" she answered hesitantly. "Hi, is this Kane's residence?" A strange male voice came through the line. Aria frowned. "Yes. Who's calling?" It was rare for the landline to ring—if it did, it usually meant something urgent related to Kane.

There are a couple of people on the line and I have to wait for them to done before I reach mine. It’s been three minutes I waited in line and I finally grab the phone in my hand. My credits are full of money and I have unlimited calls. Instead of typed Rosa’s number on the phone, I tried to calling Lena instead. I’m waiting for her to pick up the phone and hoping that she will answer the phone. “We’re sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed” The operator says. I off the phone and place the phone back, I lost interest to call Rosa after.

"Oh well, what am I even saying? I think what I need urgently now is a mobile landline" "A mobile landline?" Michael was surprised. "Yes, the cell phone is costing me so much, a mobile landline will be cheaper, I think that is what I need now"

They hadn't even known it was connected. Use of the landline made them jump. "Is that... for us?" Elion asked. "Who has this number?" Cale asked, his hand going instinctively to his waistband for a weapon he didn't have. "Nobody. Maybe telemarketers?" "Telemarketers are persistent variables." Cale stood up. He walked to the phone. He picked up the receiver. "Rion residence," Cale said. "Is this Cale Rion?" a voice asked. A woman. Sharp. Professional.

I caught a glimpse of Maruska's imposing figure standing in front of the pool, one hand in his pocket as he spoke to someone on the phone. A sick feeling rose in the pit of my stomach at the sight of him. I dashed past, my eyes darting around quickly in search of anything that looked like a landline here, but I found none. Just pieces of ornamental artifacts and paintings. Maybe it wasn't here. I thought to myself about where it could possibly be. Definitely out of reach to anyone. I slowly remembered Irina's words. The landline was located in Maruska's quarters. That way, not everyone could use it. And it could only be used dur