Message Stories Novels & Stories

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

An unknown number. One message. UNKNOWN NUMBER: You just made it worse.

Just great. I open the app to check the message. “Can you come to my room? Need to talk. Just us.”

Another message. I open it before I can stop myself.

Still nothing. Her heart skipped a beat. That notebook had all of her stories. The ones she never showed anyone. Not even her mom. She got off the bed and searched under the pillows, between the sheets, and even behind the curtain—just in case she had left it on the window ledge earlier. But it was nowhere to be found. She grabbed her phone and opened her mom’s chat. There were a few new messages. Mom: Just checking in. Did you eat? Mom: Be nice to Mr. Grant and Leo, okay? I’ll be back on Sunday night. I love you.

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When she arrived at the office, the main office receptionist pointed Juliette towards Louis’ closed door. On the other side was a loud, angry man. Juliette knew this voice. Something had gone wrong this morning and now he was burning off the rage across the day. Everyone around the office scurried about with their head down. Louis in a bad mood had a reputation for being unpredictably demanding. A contract that needed to be ready next week could suddenly become necessary right now. A client proposal that was in progress could be ripped to shreds, as he demanded an entirely new platform concept. Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist.

One message. Shit.

😌💙💙😍 Me. Hi, girls! I need you guys right now! It's urgent! It's a matter of life and death o!! I checked if they were online and it turns out they were not online. After waiting for what seemed like hours, Mitchelle and Christabel finally replied. Bel.🦋💗 What is it, babe? Are you alright? Mich.💘💘 Matter of life and death? Wetin sup?! Me. Uhmm. It's not really serious o.