Messenger Novels & Stories

The chat opened. It wasn’t blank like the other one. There were messages, lots of them. Not hundreds, but enough that the scroll bar on the right side was noticeably shortened. The thread went back months, maybe longer. I started from the top oldest first. Maverick: Landed yet? Adrian: Just touched down. Jet lag’s gonna kill me.

Sigh, he has really aged and his life was continuing to reduce with each passing day. "Don't worry. I know what I am doing." Kelly said. Although he had an assured look on his face, Kevin did not fully trust him. Just as Kelly was about to leave, a messenger came in panting while holding a special item in his hand. When Kelly saw what it was, his expression changed slightly but it soon returned to normal. What the messenger was carrying was a special communication tool that could be used by the alpha to send a message to another alpha. "Alpha…... Alpha…." the messenger murmured as he tried to catc

Then my phone screen lit up with my best friend's name on top of the notifications panel. Gaia just sent me two texts. 2 New Chats from: Gaia - New "Is this a joke?" Today 21:51 "What the total fuckery is this? U owe him almost 100k?!" Today 21:51 ◇

A single text message pushed through. “Missed you at the crosswalk. See you on the ice.”

New message From: ***-304-599-*** "Need to talk. You home now?" Today 20:38 ◇

It would be fixed. My cell pinged again, and Rachel swiped the screen to open the message.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Instead I settled for a simple text. I'm back home. Missing you. And send. ***

I muttered with a little amazement. I then immediately contacted Ezra via chat that I saw he was online, ["Hi, how are you?"] Not long after, an incoming message notification sounded. I know he will reply to me quickly. ["Hi, long time no see. I'm very nice, how are you Jeanne?"]

His heart rate was climbing panic but the sound of the television stiffened him back to reality. There was light. His phone was charging. 32%. He powered it on, swiftly opening F******k Messenger. He has been off for hours; surely babe must have dropped hundreds of worried text messages, probably attaching angry emojis to hide her panic as usual. The excitement of watching her messages pop up never got old. The messenger opened and... Strange. He clicked her chat head. But the last text there was his, and it has not been delivered. This has never happened before. Maybe it was the network over there, he thought. However, the netw