Miraculous Phone Novels & Stories

Mirabel's phone fell to the phone and the screen cracked Causing Mirabel to curse out in distaste. She bent to pick up her phone and her shopping bags fell too, spilling out its content making it look like Mirabel had an embarrassing fall. Mirabel groaned inwardly and grabbed her phone immediately to examine the fault it just attained closely. She tried to switch it on but the light refused to come on. Mirabel suddenly became furious and her face was covered in rage as she resolved to attack whomever she bumped into. She immediately turned to the strange man and was about to yell at him but it felt like her tongue was suddenly twisted.

a female voice, she sounded scared “Hello” he replied “Oh thank God… please I misplaced my phone on the road, please can you help me return it” she said “Which phone?” he asked “Please I am begging you… that phone is very important to me and I just got it” she begged and he laughed “Sorry oh, but I don’t think I would want to return this phone… if you were in my shoes and you picked a phone like this, would you return it?” he said then laughed and she began crying

Philip handed Scarlett a brand new one. A mobile phone whose screen can be swiped and flipped, the Apple mobile phone is on the rise now. Scarlett was still staring at the mobile phone. Is this phone really for her? "The mobile phone only has the numbers of me, Mr Jaxon, and Ezra. Other than the three numbers listed there. You are strictly forbidden to contact anyone else. Remember, Miss, whatever you do with that mobile phone, Mr Jaxon will know immediately. Because the mobile phone has been set up so you can directly connect to Mr Jaxon, please be wise in doing something, Miss. Because for every mistake you make, someone else will have to pay for it. Do you understand?" Philip asked.

George explained angrily. “You went to Five Rams Mountain to pray?” Kiran asked curiously. “Yes, we heard it was a spiritual place, but now it seems like nonsense,” George fumed, wishing he could tear down the temple. Kiran noted this information and said, “Take care of her here. Call me if you need anything.” “Thank you, Miracle Doctor. I’ll give you a billion,” George said, preparing to write a check. “No need for the money,” Kiran replied, handing him his phone number instead. “Just call me if you need anything.”

My eyes fell at the digital clock showing 6:32, the phone would take eight minutes to copy the data. This special kind of mirror phone was programmed to mirror a phone as the original phone. Whatever activity goes on in the host phone happens in this phone too and vice versa. Apparently, the Astors didn’t throw away my luggage. I found it in the closet a few weeks ago and I struck gold. I saw Mia pass as she went to the restroom area to clean the coffee stain on her pencil skirt.

It was a perfect, shiny, exact replica of the phone I had lost before. "Tada!" River yelled, his dimples peeking out as he smiled proudly. I gasped, my hands flying over my mouth. "What... what is this?" I breathed, reaching out to touch the cool glass of the screen and the diamond backing. "It turns out that you needed a phone," River said softly, setting the device gently into my hands. "I got you this. It's a replica of what you had before. I just really didn't like the fact that you’ve been living without a phone for a very long time since we came back here."

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.

Lucian lay on the hospital bed, his hands were in Mirabel’s grasp. She stared at him, eyes full of admiration and exhaustion, she stroked his fingers gently wishing he would wake up. Her phone suddenly rang, ending the silence. She glanced at the screen…her mother. With a small sigh, she turned it off. Her mother only ever called when she needed money. But at 12 a.m.? That was strange. The phone rang again. And again. Mirabel hesitated, then finally answered.

But there was always something lurking beneath the surface with her, something dark and controlling. I decided not to interrupt and walked away, heading toward the laundry room where I knew Mirabel would be. When she saw me, she greeted me with her usual warm smile. “Good morning, ma’am,” she said, bowing her head slightly in respect. “Good morning, Mirabel,” I replied, managing a small smile. “I need your help with something. Would you mind coming with me to the phone shop? I need to get a new phone.” Her eyes widened as I handed her my phone with the cracked screen. She ran her fingers over the damage, looking up at me with concern.

Quickly, I burst through the gate back to the pack resident, taking the elevator, bound for the rooftop of the five-storey building. “Rosalia?” I say as I get to the rooftop. She turns, smirking at me. That's Dad’s phone in her hand!