Rare Discord Ringtone Novels & Stories

“Just let me grab some clothes and other essentials and we can get out of here.” The universe, in its infinite love of fucking with me, of course, chose that moment to rear its ugly head once more, as my phone begins playing ‘Call Me Maybe’ from inside my purse, harshly shattering the monotonous silence of the night. No, I don’t like the song. I fucking hate it with every ounce of my being. It fills me with a murderous rage whenever I hear it, which is precisely why I set it as the specific ringtone for my house alarm app.

**ring ring ring** My eyes widened at the sound of his ringtone ringing. Someone is calling him. Casually, Brandon removed his hand from my breast and answered his phone with one hand. I glanced up to see him press his phone against his ear casually as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Multi-tasking was something very easy and basic for Brandon. --To be continued…

"I don't understand; how would she know what we're doing here? She sounds rather young to be involved in...." Before he could finish yakking, the phone rang again, this time with some classical shit that I'm sure Mengele had programmed into my shit the way she did with all the others. My phone sounds like a damn music library. Every person in there has their own unique ringtone, which I have to admit comes in handy when I want to ignore someone. "Gabe, what did you get?"

I was busy watching some fashion show with a glass of red wine to unwind, I had a long day at work today. My phone rang it was Mercy's unique ringtone, I have personally set the ringtone in my phone, and in hers too, it is our best friend song kind of thing. I glanced at the wall clock the time was 23:47 " strange " I muttered to myself, Mercy has never called me this late, something must have happened, I quickly swipe the green button to receive her call.

The shrill ringtone cut through the hushed atmosphere of Ava's apartment, disrupting the quiet cocoon she had wrapped herself in. Her phone, an unwelcome intruder, persisted with its insistent call. The name " Jayden " illuminated the screen, triggering a visceral response from Ava. Weariness etched across her face, she let out a subdued hiss, a fleeting release of frustration. Reluctantly, Ava extended her trembling hand to the phone, her movements languid and deliberate. She hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to endure another conversation with Jayden. The decision was made for her as the ceaseless ringing refused to yield, demanding her attention.

One of my stupid teammates had forced me to put the ringtone when I had lost some bet, and then I had forgotten to change it. It started singing exactly at the part Dirty babe.... You see these shackles baby I’m your slaaavveee... There was an old lady next to me who covered her grandson’s ears. I dug through my pocket and found my phone. The name Staysha flashed on it.

I needed Ang. I pick up of my phone and dial her number. She does not pick up on the first few tries and I am about throw my phone away when I hear the ringtone that she had specifically placed in my phone for herself. Any guesses on the song? It was Man eater by Nelly Furtado...don't ask me why she picked it I press the green button and raise it to ears. "Hello?"

said Hazel. “Don’t you think you are putting too much on their shoulders?” said Renata. “They got rid of Yoshiro, an asshole. I think they can get rid of the auction ring, just like Batman,” said Hazel. “I do hope they are as rich as Batman and have a Commissioner Gordon working for them. I really wish they shut down such a heinous ring,” said Renata. “Me too,” said Sameeksha. “Me three,” said Hazel. “Me four.

Chad asked after finishing chanting. “I can't pick the ring, it just burned my fingers,” Omega Yna replied. Chad checked her fingers, then looked at Yna. “I am sorry that I have to tell you this, you can't take that ring unless you are from Diana's hunters generation, your hand will be burned beyond recognition if you try again,” Chad revealed. “What? Are you serious right now, or you are pranking me?” Omega Yna asked as her heart started to race faster. “I am not lying or pranking, if you want to get burned, go on and try…”

All of them were startled by the raucous sound. It is a peacock's cry. It startled not just their group, but some of the passersby too. It's not common to keep peacock's cry as the ringtone. Yanlong looked at her phone, checked the latest text she received. Someone responded to her apocalypse blog. She set the special alarm for the blog. They go to the same university as her and they want to meet her tomorrow. Yanlong sent her assent. She did not expect she would find a comrade in arms.