Miraculous Phone Novels & Stories

What about twenty five, seventy five? He was till negotiating. The audacity. I could have devoured his entire being just by looking but luckily his phone rang. It was Liana. This was one thing that was far superior in this mortal world than my kingdom, I had to admit. We used the Communication Mirror. That too it was basically just me. But people used this tiny rectangle all the time. As if their words were just flying. " You want me to put him on the call? " the man asked and then came to hand me the phone.

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,

“Trust me, if you were just ten centimeters taller, you’d be walking the runway. By the way, isn’t there a model named Miranda? You’re not related to her, are you?” “I’m an ordinary people,” she replied. “Are they not here yet?” “Almost. I just saw on the information board that their flight landed. They should be disembarking soon.” Emily pulled out her phone, typed “Stardream” in bright colors, and held it up high. “This should help them find us.” Adam stared in awe. “Whoa, Miranda, what kind of black magic is that?” “It’s just a feature on my phone,” she explained. Just then, a young man in his twenties approached them. “Excuse me, are you with Stardream?”

The motion sent a fresh shiver racing down my spine that had nothing to do with the December breeze. “It’s probably fine,” I murmured, keeping my tone light. “The case is supposed to be waterproof.” Mirabel snorted, wringing out her own ponytail. “Girl, please. That phone has been on life support since orientation. You’ve been dodging upgrades like they’re final exams.” She turned to her father, planting her hands on her hips, water pooling at her bare feet. “You owe her a new one. The newest model. Rose gold, obviously. And maybe throw in some AirPods while you’re at it.”

Grandfather's pale and dying face, flashed in my head. He had gripped my hand like I was his last prayer. "Protect her. She's fragile. She needs you." Fragile. My thoughts were everywhere, when something caught my eye, on her nightstand. Under a silk scarf. It was a phone. But this phone looked familiar. I knew it wasn't hers. Mira's phone was pink and glittery, always in her hand. This one was black and scratched. It looked too familiar cause it was mine, created specifically for me and I had given it to Eva. The same phone she said she lost there days ago.

Wouldn't it be very cool if I took pictures of this awesome night. After catching my breath again, I swam to the bank in search of my phone and suddenly realized I hadn't brought it with me. I also remembered that I had Jade's fur with me so I used it to teleport my phone here. It worked, Purple is this magic? I scrolled through my phone still shocked that the so called magic did work. Before I could even start taking the pictures, a lot of mised calls and messages entered into my phone to the extent that it started hanging. I don't remember having much friends and I'm also sure that it isn't Jade.

The sight scared Miranda too, but she managed to compose herself and scooped up the phone to force shutdown. Strangely, the phone could not be shut down no matter how much she tried! The python on the screen continued to slither around. It would sometimes lift its head in a tilt, and it would also stick out its tongue at times. It was a sight straight from a nightmare! Even Miranda could not stand the sight anymore. She pulled a paper towel to wrap up the phone and said to McKenzie, “Get some rest, Madam. I’ll send the phone out for repair.” With that, she quickly rushed out of the bathroom.

"This was the only phone retrieved from the scene matching your description." He handed it to me carefully. My breath caught when I saw it, cracked down the side, some dents on the edge. But it was mine. I could recognize the small chip on the lower corner from when Luca had accidentally dropped it at the pier two years ago. "Thank you," I whispered, hugging it to my chest. Please still work. Please. I clutched both the new and old phones as I walked slowly back to my room. This time, I took the elevator. Everything around me felt unreal. Like I had suddenly stepped into a different version of my own life, one with secret apps, manipulated photos, and messages from ghosts.

Her assistant take the phone calls, make appointments and other things she needs help with. As she sat silently on her couch in the living room waiting for Fayha while knowing Anaan is safe in her in-law's house, her phone rang in her hand. Mika'il bought her the new iPhone 12promax dome days ago. But when he told her the reason he bought it, she burst out laughing seeing that he is completely serious about the whole ordeal. She can't believe how much that man loves her but he does.

“Fine. You know I’m easy to talk to. Go to the address I’ll send you and make sure you’re not with anyone and you don’t tell anyone else, otherwise you’ll never see Miracle again.” “Ronald?! Ronald?!” He ended the call again. I quickly opened the new picture message that Ronald sent and when I saw it, it was as if all the blood flowing through my body disappeared. Miracle’s picture with a bomb attached. I tried to call Ronald’s phone number but it was immediately out of coverage.