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.

While he was watching, his phone began to ring and he instantly picked up. “Who is this?” He demanded after the silence that had pre-occupied the receiver of the phone. “Mr. Harry, I heard about the death of your grandfather. I know you don’t believe in miracles, but if you give me a chance, I can prove to you that miracles are real and your grandfather would come back to life.” Harry was taken aback by the feminine voice. He didn’t know what to think of the situation. His grandfather coming back to life sounded too absurd.

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?”

Ebony wasn’t sure what she said but something must have triggered an amusing thought for Marian. “You do that, and I’ll take this call.” Ebony held up her bulky satellite phone. She knew it was crazy. Marian stared at it in wonder. She’d said her mind’s blown because a magical creature relied on a phone rather than casting a spell and using a mirror or a bowl of water. Ebony laughed and told her that phones were more reliable. Or at least, you could repair them easier.

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 man pulls out a phone of his own. “This is a very special phone you know?” the crazed man chuckles, waving the phone at the side of my face. “It’s got a voice modulator and is untraceable so no matter who I call, they can’t tell my real voice and will never know where I’m calling from. Smart, right?” I watch from the side of my eyes, helpless, as he dials Ezra’s number. My heart is racing in my chest, and I cannot decide whether I want him to pick up or not.

“Now!” “Wow, someone's antsy.” He sighed and reached into his jacket. “Fine. Since you’re so eager…” He pulled out a small device, a cracked phone. My heart stalled maybe because I didn't think he would bring out a phone, or because I was expecting something more like a gun. He pressed play, and without warning, Mira’s tiny voice filled the room. They came out as static as first, but before long, it cleared out until I could hear someone's soft whimpers, sniffling breaths, and a rrembling cry of “Mama?”