Prank Calls Novels & Stories

Right on cue, his assistant popped the car trunk and came back with a huge gift bag. Inside? Premium chocolates, and lots of them. "Dang," someone whispered. "Just this must've cost a ton." "He's so put-together, and she's gorgeous. Total power couple." "She wasn't lying. Who's the clown that called her a side piece?" The crowd turned, no longer here for the drama—now they wanted answers. Bruce saw it coming and bolted, which only made him more obvious. "That guy!" someone shouted. "He called the bride a side piece on their marriage registration day! Nearly caused a huge mess!"

Because aside from too many people, there's a lot of couples dating out there too. She kept on driving without any destination in mind when suddenly, her phone rang. Her brows furrowed upon seeing the unregistered number. She was hesitating to answer it but it kept on ringing, seemingly the caller didn't have any plan to stop. Sighing in defeat, she finally answered it in speaker mode. “Who's this?” she asked curiously. “Hello, Carmina Nam,” a familiar man's voice entered her ears. Carmina narrowed her eyes and her mood became more irritated. She was never a fan of any pranks and it makes her blood boil whenever she sees someone doing that to others. And to receive such a prank call from a p

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.

My mom frowned when she saw me. “Why are you back early?” she queried. I shrugged, “Where are the kids?” “Asleep.” I nodded and my mother frowned when she stared at me again. “What’s wrong?” my mom asked. I sighed and sat down on the couch, “I received a prank call today.” “Prank call? What was it about?” “Someone claimed to be my grandfather and asked me to ask you about it.” My mom was quiet but I saw the unmistakable look of shock that crossed her face when she stared at me. It disappeared immediately but I knew what I had seen.

There was no problem with her phone… The caller wasn’t speaking on purpose! The caller ID only showed the number, and there was no information on the location. Rosalie's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately hung up and blocked the number. It must have been a prank or a scam call. Scam calls were all too prevalent these days. It had probably been just a psychological tactic, but she still felt uneasy. “Baby, it's okay, don't be afraid. It was just a prank call, but Mommy blocked that number.” - At the hospital, Cynthia held her phone; she brought up Theodore's number repeatedly, but she also kept closing her contact list. Finally, she threw her phone aside in frustration.

Scrunching up my nose I decline the call, “Hey Brian, would you do me a favour and trace a call? Preferably when we get to the townhouse, I'd like to see where it is coming from.” Brian looks at me in the rearview mirror as he grunts, his facial expression remaining the same as he looks back at the road. Looking through social media, I scroll through my phone until the unknown number calls again. Mentally groaning I answer the call again but I answer in a more frustrated tone, “Shey hello?” There's nothing on the other end again, just total silence. “Whoever this is, just know that I am not amused! Prank call someone else!” I huff into the speaker but all I hear is someone breathing on the o

"My dearest nephew, how have you been? An excited voice said in the other line. That voice. It was so familiar, but that's impossible, he thought to himself. "Dr. Zen Yu, I hope you realized that using other people's voices to call me is considered rude. What you're doing is called phishing, you fool," He said to the caller, obviously pissed and ready to attack him. "AHAHAHAHAHA, you never change, do you, huh? Still angry at this person?" Dr. Zen Yu asked smugly and his voice filled with amusement

“What and who are you?” She asked observing that the caller had a private ID. “Is this Callie?” “No! It's not!” Emily almost yelled. “Sorry, wrong number, I’m really sorry, whoever this is. It's a prank call for someone else, sorry once again” replied the caller. “Yeah, how about you silly kids be a bit more careful about the number you dial next time!” Emily rasped with annoyance before ending the call rapidly. And heaving a sigh of relief.

The group frequently got together for a little card game during their day off. One day, Jean got a call while playing cards. Overjoyed, she took the call right away. A man’s growl came down like a cannonball. “Are you Tanner’s mother? Your son owes me 6 million dollars. You’d better come up with a way to pay the debt, or I’ll cut him up and feed him to the dogs.” As color drained from her face, Jean yelled, “Is this a prank call? Go to hell, scammer!”

Winnie’s curiosity only grew as she tried to sneak a look at the caller ID on Jamie’s screen. Jamie quickly hid the phone behind her back. “It’s no one, just a spam call.” “Oh, I don’t buy that! Since when does a spam call ring you up so persistently?” Winnie teased, feigning annoyance. “We’re sisters! Plus, I’m already married. I’m not about to steal your man. Why are you being so secretive?” Jamie was at a loss for words. She muted the phone and lied, saying the call had already ended. “I’m serious. It’s just telemarketers. My number got leaked, and now I get nonstop calls about insurance and payday loans.”