Miraculous Texting Stories Novels & Stories

A miracle that could come through anywhere. I lifted my phone to see that it was not a call but rather, a text. It was from an unknown number. Quickly I slid it open to read. "You became an enemy the moment I saw you with him. I trusted and loved you, how could you pick him over me?" It ended with a sad face. Immediately I finished reading the text, I could tell who it was from. "Come back to me and give me a chance to explain everything" I typed quickly. I pressed on the 'send' button but it failed. Whoever had programmed it did not want to reply.

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I whimpered, and tears kept falling from my eyes. One of them said, "I heard that this woman is the most beautiful woman in New York. This time, I'm going to taste her body..." I closed my eyes in despair. Suddenly, a little boy's voice came into my brain. "Araceli, my name is Micah. I'm in the corner behind you." I suddenly opened my eyes wide and looked at the four strong men. I took a deep breath and used the mind-link to communicate with the "Micah" boy.

—Ricardo was startled by his father's statement and must have understood that I had premeditated that night. ― I had said that I regretted dying without having the joy of seeing a grandchild born and Manuela revealed that she dreamed of having a child with Ricardo. That's why we made our requests to the Universe and it sent us more than two miracles, but three. My health and my two grandchildren. And now I want to make a toast to my Christmas miracles. Everyone raised their glasses. Alice and I had the fruit juice, but it had the same meaning as the champagne they all drank. Later, after the distribution of gifts, I asked Ric if he was disappointed in me and he replied:

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

The message read: "You can't hide forever." Mira's heart racing, she quickly texted Rachel and Ethan, telling them about the new message. She didn't know what to do, but she knew she needed her friends' help. Mira told Ethan about the new message, and Ethan's expression turned serious. "Don't worry, Mira, we'll figure this out," he said reassuringly. "We'll find a way to stop whoever is sending these messages." Mira felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was grateful to have Ethan's support.

She jumped when her regular phone buzzed with a text. Jems: We just landed! France is so beautiful already. I’ll send you pictures once we get to the house. Miss you already! Mira stared at the message, tears blurring her vision. Jems was safe, free, and beyond Don Emilio’s reach. And Mira was about to pay the price for that freedom. The burner phone rang.

The city outside my penthouse window glowed like a circuit board, but Gabriel couldn’t focus on it. Not when his phone buzzed nonstop on the coffee table. He told himself not to look. Not tonight. But the pull was relentless. One swipe. And there she was. Emily. Hand on her stomach, face soft with that fragile glow. The caption was simple and devastating. “Some blessings can’t be denied. #Miracle #Truth” The comments were endless. “Protect her.”

She halted on her steps and with a frown Mirabel glanced down at her phone, with her gaze glued to her phone screen, she saw the various calls from different numbers, most especially from Arabella, Charlotte, and Leon, the calls from them were followed by numerous numbers of messages. 'What happened?' she thought, so she opened Arabella's text. ~Mira, just calm down, please! ~Pick your calls!! ~Why the fuck is your phone switched off at this point. ~A punk has posted an article about you and it's going viral, where the hell are you? ~Call me when you see this, you must call me, you better do that immediately after you see my texts and make sure you don't panic. Confusion was evident on Mirab

I gave a girly shriek. "Mirah, you have to see this-” I continued anyway. “It can't be hotter, than this guy.” I double tapped on the love reaction, pushing back a drool. “Mirah-” Her curt tone made me look up. My heart skipped a beat. “What-” my words trailed off, as she handed me her phone quietly. The news headline sent my heart racing. I looked up at her, and back at the phone. “This-”