Mysterious Call Novels & Stories

I swiped a finger across the screen of the phone in my hands, answering it. "Gregory? Why don't you call my line?" I barked into the phone, already frustrated by the issue at hand. "Hey, Man." He started to speak with a hush, " You need to calm down and listen to me. My phone has been bugged. I think someone has been listening to my calls." "Okay?" I said, rolling my eyes. "I had to use a different number to reach out to you, and I didn't want to ring your line directly. Where's Sia? Is she with you?"

“Tell me why downtown suddenly feels like the world’s most haunted Apple Store.” No one answered. My phone buzzed violently again. Unknown Number. A cold feeling settled into my stomach instantly. I declined the call. The phone rang again immediately. Unknown Number. Then again. Again. Again. Five consecutive calls. Jade glanced back. “That seems deeply unhealthy.” I answered before I could rethink it. Silence greeted me. Then breathing. Slow. Measured. Not human breathing. Too steady. “Who is this?” For a moment, nothing. Then a woman’s voice spoke softly:

I looked at the caller id and was surprised to see it's Arnika. It's 10pm and she is calling me..Something isn't good.As Whatever it is,she never calls me this late and if it's very urgent, she leaves a message to ask if I am free to talk or not . I picked up the call. Shaurya: Hello Unknown : Hello Sir. Hearing an unknown male voice ,I got tensed. Shaurya : Who are you? And what are you doing with her phone? Hearing the person, I felt my ground slip beneath my feet.

“Mr. Mysterious also knew that you would ask such a question when hearing what I said. And he let me tell you that he knows what you think because he knows you very well.” “Did Mr. Mysterious leave his phone to you?” “No. He switched to the call-forwarding mode so that you can contact me. He keeps his phone to himself all the time.” ‘That is to say, if I text Mr. Mysterious, he can receive my message,’ Estelle thought. Then she sent a message to Mr. Mysterious. ‘Sir, I want to take revenge on them now.’ ‘Okay.’ Mr. Mysterious replied to her quickly. At the same time, Ron received a call from Mr. Mysterious.

Liam clarified straightforwardly. Calista didn't count on Liam being of assistance in relaying her message. She reached for her phone and dialed a number. Mr. Mysterious had called her on the day they signed the contract, and she had saved the number. Yet, it had only happened once, and she couldn't be sure if the number was his. After a few seconds, the call went through. "Beep... Beep..." But along with the sounds in her earpiece, there was another ringing sound. It was Liam's phone.

Working on the door access code, so he must be definitely tired by now. You close your eyes and fall asleep almost instantly. The next morning, it was a call that woke me up. It was another call from an unknown number. After I finished, I heard screaming. “Natália Moom” responds calmly: “Who are you exactly?” The call had also woken Carlos up. He took me off the phone and held it to his ear when he heard the person say. "He guesses?..." Carlos interrupted, “Michele.” The person hung up immediately.

Chapter 74 Missy was closing up on the location sent to her when her phone began ringing, it was a call from a stranger with no caller ID. She slowed down her driving pace picking the phone up as she slid on the screen answering the call. With one hand handling the steering wheel, the other held the phone against her hair as she spoke into the speaker, “Hello, who are you?” She asked out loud to the phone. “I-…. This- …. Is….” The male voice speaking was unclear and it might be due to the unstable phone connection.

A sharp vibration against the marble island. At first, I didn’t think much of it… until I saw the screen light up. No name. No number. Just: Unknown Caller. My heart stilled. I shouldn’t answer it. I knew that. Lucien had told me: “If it’s not saved, don’t pick up.” But something in my chest tightened… curiosity? Fear? Instinct? I reached for the phone with trembling fingers. The call ended. Before I could exhale, it rang again — this time with a message flashing at the top:

"You can try again tomorrow." "We don't have much time, Dash," Thiery snapped angrily. "If the caller is right, Sander might actually be dead by now." "Does anyone know who the mysterious caller is?" Dash asked. "Not yet. He used a disposable number, and with the few seconds he took to call me, it was hard to track him," Thiery said. "But you should get some sleep now, Alpha. You have a lot to do tomorrow and the next few days, so you need your rest too," Dash said urgently.

I murmured, “I’ll tell her the truth. Everything.” But just as I let my eyes shut, my phone vibrated on the nightstand. I frowned, confused. Who the hell was calling at this time? Still holding Elena close with one arm, I reached over and grabbed the phone. No caller ID. Just a dark screen with a number I didn’t recognize. I hesitated for a second then I answered. “Hello?” I whispered sharply, trying not to wake her. At first, silence. Then a voice came through. Rough. Deep. Sinister.