Prank Text Novels & Stories

I picked it up and the same person had now sent me laughing emoticon. Maybe this was a prank. So I texted the person back. Who is this? Guess I don't have time to play stupid guessing games with you. Oh! Is the little princess angry. So schweet! Schweet? Seriously? You better tell me who you are. Whose body were you talking about?! Kim Kardashian -_- Tell me! Who are you?! What will you do if I won't tell you who I am? I'll call the cops. So the princess is afraid?

Reymond called, he didn't acknowledge that he texted me and that was not the place he texted me over the phone so who was this? I replied the text: “How about tomorrow by 10?” Sent. Minutes later, another reply came. “Don't give me orders, I give orders not you. I will message you the time to meet tomorrow.” I scoffed. The audacity. Someone was playing a prank on me. It could even be Reymond. The person was trying to gi ve me orders? The wrong person. I will go and then get the person tomorrow.

The voice of a lady resonates through the earpiece. "I got a message from this number." "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person." The lady says and hangs up immediately without any further word from us both. The minutes stretch into an agonizing wait, each passing second laden with anticipation. Finally, a reply appears on the screen, unraveling the tension. "Just kidding! It's a prank," it reads. "A prank? Is this a joke?" Relief washes over me, and Luciano offers a reassuring smile. "See? Just someone with too much time on their hands," he says, attempting to ease the residual tension.

My phone pinged about an hour after I got back from lunch with an invite to chat with PrinceCharming. I accepted. LonelyGirl: Hey. Nothing to do at work? 🤔 PrinceCharming: Oh there is someone I want to do at work... LonelyGirl: I get your meaning but this is supposed to be anonymous. PrinceCharming: Why don't we test that? 😜 LonelyGirl: What do you have in mind? 🤓 PrinceCharming: I'll send you little tasks like wearing 'fuck-me-heels' to the office. 👠

Following that, a female voice, tweaked by a voice changer, spoke in an exaggerated manner. "I'm a pick-me girl! I'm a pick-me girl! All my bros are my groom candidates! I'm the most shameless pick-me in the entire company!" With the volume turned up to the max, the words echoed down the empty corridors deafeningly. The smile on Alexis' face stiffened as she froze on the spot. The representative was stunned. Although Anthony was shocked, he quickly recovered and yelled anxiously, "What's going on? Who's playing a prank?"

It was a text message that simply read: I did you a favor, I got rid of your problem now it's your turn. I will be in touch. -S

Pricilla: ❤️❤️❤️ EMERGENCY GIRLS HANGOUT IN PROGRESS ❤️❤️❤️ Anna: Chaotic GIF of a tiny dog in a massive sweater jumping over a fence Sarah: Seriously, I told the guards it was a Matter of National Security. They looked stressed. You owe me one. Me: What? What are you all talking about? We didn't plan anything. I hit send, then immediately regretted texting while driving. But the confusion was too much. The reply was instantaneous. Pricilla: DOESN'T MATTER. WE PLANNED IT. IT'S A SURPRISE! Anna: Another GIF, this time of a flamingo trying to do the splits

Chapter 122 Adam's POV The phone call I received was from an unknown person who claimed to have dirt on Kelvin. The voice was unmistakably that of a lady’s—soft yet oddly calm—but after three minutes of listening to her speak in vague circles, it became clear to me that it was nothing more than a prank call. There was no information, no real name, and definitely no proof, just hollow threats laced with cryptic language. I hung up immediately, irritated and confused, wondering what kind of sick person would find joy in toying with others like that. Why would someone go out of their way to play such a prank, especially during a night like this?

He tossed the phone down on the space beside his seat as he briefly wondered how fast he could get to Moonvale. She did tell him to leave and he intended to stay away until she admitted that she wanted him around. But… The phone pinged suddenly and he snatched it up. Surprisingly, the supposed disconnected number had texted back. “Athena? That wasn't the name you were whispering the other night, baby.” “What the…?” Raymond's annoyance was fast becoming a full-blown anger. He had never been a victim of a prank or scam text before but this looked just like it.

I furrowed my brows hard. “What?!” “What are you talking about?” I asked. They all gazed at me, perplexed. One of the boys came forward and showed me his phone. “Party at my house tonight. We party till we drop!” I read the text. I looked up at them, confused now. “I didn’t send this,” I told them. They all stared at each other, and I sighed angrily, wondering who would play such a prank. “You need to leave now. My mum could be home soon.”