Numbers You Should Never Call Novels & Stories

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.

"Ah, Gigi, I’m so sorry! I just learned how to drive, and I accidentally mistook the gas pedal for the brake. I didn’t mean to hit you. "Look at all this blood. You must be in a lot of pain, huh? I should call an ambulance right away. "Wait, what’s the emergency number again? 911? 999? Or is it 991? Maybe I should call each of them one by one, but that’ll take a while. Gigi, you’ve got to hold on!"

Meanwhile, Max frowned in confusion when he saw an unknown number calling him. Who could it be? He rarely socializes. He doesn’t like small talk with others. It’s better to work than to do useless things. It’s no wonder his friends are limited, only a handful of people know his phone number. So when an unfamiliar number calls him, it’s understandable that Max would wonder, right? "Hello?" "Max?" "Yes, who am I speaking to?" Laughter sounded on the other side. Laughter that didn't seem unfamiliar, but Max still couldn't remember who was calling him at the moment. The factor of age made his memory decline.

Brianna Ok, so I had a friend of a friend tell me that there is a way to find someone, it’s so good to have a friend in the communications field who could help a Sistah out because all that mumbo jumbo about paying for shit over the internet just ain’t for me. I wanted to know who the person was that kept calling the phone center. I don’t think they are paying attention and they do not give a flying fuck that they were calling a car service company. They were just calling to get their nuts off. But he sounded fucking good as hell doing it, though.

Unknown Caller Arielle didn’t remember pressing the call button. She only remembered staring at the empty space where Daniel’s number used to be saved… and then deciding she didn’t need it. She knew it. Her fingers moved on instinct. Nine digits. Her heart thudded violently in her chest as the phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times— It clicked. Arielle straightened on the bar stool, suddenly breathless. “Hello.” That voice. Deep. Smooth. Controlled.

She frowned her face and wondered who was calling. She didn't remember given Tiana's personal phone number to anyone without saving the person's name. If it were the business line, this wouldn't have been an issue but since the number was calling Tiana's direct number it was a problem! "Who is that calling?" Tiana asked and Cat came out of her trance. She just hoped Tiana wouldn't get angry at her. "I —I don't know. The number doesn't have a name," Cat stuttered. "The number has no name?" Tiana asked, her tone rising a notch. She tried to remember if she might have mistakenly given her number out to anyone without saving their names, but that was impossible. She never gave out her personal n

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.