Numbers You Should Never Call Novels & Stories

My fingers slowly flip over the report, moving forward to the next pages. ~ Ms. Ayle Angelo – Mrs. Beth Anderson References: Secret code numbers 9870 – It’s been a while, Love 6124 – You are so annoying 0383 – You are the reason why I have this freaking depression of mine! 2789 – I’m tired of life 7492 – I wish I could have a better life 6339 – Is it still worth it to live? 4202 – Let’s end this

"Grandpa told me to tell you if you want to visit the province, we can come anytime." "Of course, we can if we have time," she agreed instantly. "By the way, you mentioned to me that someone called you in an unregistered number, right? It didn't happen, didn't it?" "It didn't happen again, Dwighty. Maybe that was only a coincidence. The caller maybe dialed the wrong number." "That's good. You know there are a lot of syndicate targeting someone using that crooked old way." I couldn't help but laugh at her words. "Your mindset is really something, Dwighty."

Fabian said. "There is this strange number that keeps calling me and I don't want to pick it up because most of them are likely scammers!" Bianca voiced out, trying her best to wave the topic away. "What about I help you pick the call?" Fabian offered. "No, for a matter of fact, I don't talk to strangers!" Bianca said, causing Fabian to burst into a chow of laughter. "Alright, if you say so. I promise to be back soon to pick you both up!" Fabian made it clear again.

She herself was confused when he began to type in some weird numbers. “Calven? Whose number is that?” “Someone ” Calven's response made her wonder in amazement to who would have had such crazy number. Eddey knew the people Calven constantly met up with however, to her this person was unknown. After a few rings, the caller picked up the call. “Mr. Gray, haven't I warned you not to...... ” Paige cried out in anger and her fingers threatening to block this number quick, despite of that, she paused.

Rashid I hated the way my hand shook as I held the phone up to my ear and the dial tone on the other end rang. I swore to myself that I'd never unblock this number and call it again, not until my child was grown and old enough to be on his own and in no danger of accidentally falling into their hands due to their manipulated whispering in his ear. But here I was with nothing else left to do but call the only people I never wanted to speak to again to ask for help.

I was never a victim and never plan on being one. “It has been fun chatting with you. I’ll call again real soon. Have fun at Johnny’s” The caller disconnected, and I was left standing there in front of Johnny’s with a fear deep in my soul. This person was not your average prank caller. This was serious. I decided to call the number back and try to get some of my power back.

I wasn't expecting any calls. Especially not from an unknown number. For several seconds I simply stared at the screen while it vibrated in my hand. My instincts immediately told me not to answer. Growing up, my parents had always warned me about unknown callers. Scammers. Telemarketers. Strangers. I rarely answered unless I recognized the contact. The ringing stopped. Relief instantly washed over me. "Good." I slipped the phone back into my bag. Only for it to ring again. The same number.

"Does Elyon know about the number you're now calling from? If not, it's probably safe and untapped. We can call you back on this one while we figure out another way to get you out." This was becoming exhausting. I found myself caught between a mate who trapped me due to Were laws and an ex who resorted to blackmail, both Alphas. For my own good, it was crucial that I escaped this predicament quickly. "No, this number is confidential, it hasn't even been registered with the telecom company," I assured him before we wrapped up our conversation, agreeing he would reach out again as soon as possible. Suddenly, my phone rang once more; it was Jonas this time.

"What's that?" I showed her the screen. "It’s a voice note from an unknown number." "Do you want to check it?" Lisa asked, her tone cautious. "I don't know," I admitted, staring at the message. It could be anything, spam, a wrong number, or something worse. After the day I had had, I wasn't sure I could handle another blow. "Maybe don't," Lisa advised. "Just delete it. Unknown numbers are never good news." But my finger was already hovering over the play button. Something about it felt important.

“They kept transferring me to person after person, no one understanding that I wanted to talk about business not my future. And eventually, I just gave in.” “So what did they tell you? Don’t hold back from us!!!” I rolled my eyes. “That my lucky numbers are 4, 17, and 19; my lucky animal is a cat; and I would find the greatest love of my life after suffering the greatest heartbreak.” “Wow. That sounds ominous.” “And vague.” “I know. And it cost me $100 at the end because they talk f&&king slow.” “Well, maybe I will tell Kade to give Danny the number for the hotline so that he can see what his future looks like if he keeps pulling this sh&t. Someone seriously needs to stage an interventi