Number Meaning Novels & Stories

Her breath was stuck in her throat as she compared the photographs one by one. Sure enough, the four number 9743 was on all of them. 'Could it be that the password mother set is the number of shows Mr. Lewie ran? It seems somewhat like what a die-hard fan would do. Then, what are the other two numbers, number six and five, for? Since nine, seven, four, and three are related to Mr. Lewie, the numbers six and five should also be related to him, right?'

I opened the message either way, Stacy: "I MISS YOU SO MUCH... I HOPE THE FUNERAL WENT WELL.. WHEN ARE YOU COMING BACK?" I shook my head and responded, Me: "IT WENT WELL THANK YOU STACY. I DON'T KNOW WHEN I'M COMING BACK.." Stacy: "I SERIOUSLY COULD USE WITH YOUR TOUCH RIGHT KNOW... I MISS US." I rolled my eyes... one big lesson you need to get from me is never to give a one night stand your numbers.. never.... they'll suddenly think they have an opinion on every decision you make in your life or that you guys want to get married. So step away for good.

“Usually the numbers mean something.” “Like what?” Nicco asked. I didn’t respond so he jiggled my arm. “Come on, Hope. This is important. Focus.” I pried my eyes open and held back a gigantic yawn. “Well, the numbers usually stand for letters. Either like on an old fashioned telephone or as a replacement.” “Telephone?” Nicco was confused. “One is either A, B or C. You know, like that. Or the one could stand for an I or an L.”

My boyfriend said he had been connected to a system that let him see how much other people needed him. The first thing he did was ask me with tears in his eyes, "Your number is only 30. Don't you love me?" I told him, "Just because I don't depend on you doesn't mean I don't love you." After that, whenever it rained, he would hold an umbrella over his secretary and even drive out of his way to take her home. When I asked him about it, he would say, "Don't overthink it. Her number is high, so I know she needs my help." One day, I was sick and stuck in bed, but he chose to go shopping with his secretary. "Your number is low, but she's in more urgent need of me. I'll go shopping with her first,

"We all have to sit in a circle and take turns counting from number one to twenty one." Maya and I glanced at each other because this game sounded really easy. "Well, in this game...we all have to remember a bunch of made up rules and whenever a person says twenty one, we'd yell cheers to the governor and take a sip from our drinks. The person that said twenty one would pick any number and replace it with a rule." He explained. "The numbers that can not be changed into rules are 6,7,8,13,14 and 15."

Still, deep down, I knew it wasn’t just overthinking. Since he mentioned it, my heart hasn’t been at peace. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I was about to face!! Even on our way home, the topic refused to leave. I couldn’t bear to see his mother hate me. “I still don’t like it,” I said, looking out the window. “Your mom already made it clear how she feels about age. Your own view is that age is just a number, but her…” I sighed and shook my head. Kelvin kept his eyes on the road, one hand on the steering wheel. “She says a lot of things. It doesn’t mean you should run away.”

“The people were marvelous. They were simple ones but honest. They always want to impress you with their hospitality. Tell me, dad. When I was young, I kept hearing you say number forty-two on the phone. Would that be related to a code number?” “It's a special number, JC. Think of the infinite number eight of the Chinese, the lucky seven or the infamous number thirteen . . . forty-two is perfect, in fact, a super multi-perfect number as in the answer to the perfect question of life in the universe .” “I still don't understand it. Does it have to do with a secret organization?” “The Breakfast Club, son,” Doctor Martin said. “Tell me about it, dad.”

However, I did not get any aside from the unknown numbers sending me a list of names with a number next to them. The number may not be considered a phone digit when they only have one or two digits. A phone was supposed to have ten or eleven. To my surprise, Nathaniel's complete name was included on the list with a "5M" next to it. What does it even mean? As soon as I settled down in the room, I descended downstairs with the phone clipped on my left ear. I was calling mum to inquire about this emergency meeting. Don't want to attend if I'm not prepared for it, especially when it comes to the pack.

"She said the number is 400, no exceptions, and to remember the rule of four?" "That's it! Oh, thank you, sweetie. You saved me a massive headache. Everything else is fine?" "Yes, Mom. Everything is totally fine." I smiled, glancing at Austin. "Perfect. I love you! Call me later!" I hung up, placing the phone on the table. "Rule of four?" I asked Austin, pulling the sheet up to my chin. "What does that mean?" He grinned, that real, genuine smile I loved. "It means if you multiply the number Brock wrote down by four and then divide it by two and add zero, you get the actual number. Brock loves secret codes. It’s exactly 400."

Seven. The number echoed in Suzanne’s mind. All her life, the number seven had played a significant role in her upbringing. Grandmother had told her that the number seven was the most powerful magical number, based on centuries of mythology, science, and mathematics, and therefore had a very important role in the world of clairvoyants. How ironic, God created the world in 7 days, and in 7 days the end will come.