Ring Ding Dong Novels & Stories

'RING!' 'RING!' It's Saturday morning... 'RING!' Hannah was awakened by the sound of the doorbell. 'RING!' She took her phone and checked the time. It’s only six in the morning. “Who could be bothering me this early on a weekend?” She yelled internally while frantically running to the main door. The non-stop ringing of the doorbell is triggering her headache. 'RING!' 'RING!' 'RING!' "Dammit! Stop it!" She screamed.

I can’t help the shy embarrassed smile from flitting onto my lips, and my gaze flutters upwards to Dylan. And although he scoffs, something tells me that hidden in the darkness, a faint proud smile sits upon his lips. ________________________________ The ringing is torture. On and on it goes till I blindly lift a hand, casually searching about its position before turning it off. Ring! Ring! Ring! I groan, again shuffling beneath the covers to find the second alarm, disarming it, and rolling back over. Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

LEYLA'S POV:- Once I was sure Roden was out of my way, I went to look around for Aleck's phone. I was not able to find the phone. Crossing my fingers, I dialled his number from my phone. A wide smile appeared on my face as I heard his phone ringing. His favourite ringtone was Despacito. And ever since that song was out, we heard his ringtone the same. I followed the sound. Roden had kept Aleck's phone under his metrus. If it was not for my powers and hearing abilities, I would never have heard his ringtone. It was barely audible for a mare human. I heard it loud and clear. I pulled the phone out. Then I went back towards Roden. He was still unconscious.

This ringtone was in line with what was happening! All of a sudden, the whole room paused with chopsticks midair, looking at the owner of the phone. But it was Alex's cousin...Soraya. A weak voice could be heard saying, "Are there any mushrooms inside this dumpling?" The whole room was pin-drop silent.

Ring Ring Ring On the seventh floor of the Eastside apartments, in a small apartment consisting of a living room, a kitchen, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom, Cindy George was woken up by the ringing of her phone alarm at was 6.30 am. It was on a Monday and she had an interview at Black Enterprises at 8.30 and since she needed to doll herself up for the interview, she decided to wake up early. She was known to do her things slowly and perfectly.

Ding dong Ding dong The doorbell rang for a long time but no one responded. Suddenly little Vishad started crying out loud and the door also opened from the inside, " YES!" Vihaan was trying to comfort Vishad while he turned his head to the voice and his lips curled up; a big smile took place on his exhausted face. " Good morning, Tiku's Papa!" He greeted and the opposite person's eyes teared up. " Vi... Vihu…!" Seeing his excitement and joy, Vihaan nodded gently and Tiku's father immediately hugged him tightly, "Oh my gosh! I am so happy… so many years passed…"

Ring! Ring! I groaned in irritation when I heard the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 10 o’clock. “Whoever is calling me, better have a damn good reason for calling this late,” I grumbled out loud. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and looked at the phone caller ID. The name JOE BANDIT was flashing across the screen. My eyes went wide and I quickly sat up, clearing my throat before accepting the call.

Each beep was like a heartbeat, a rhythmic reminder of the outside world intruding on the quiet sanctuary of the room. As the phone continued to ring, its persistent tone grew louder and more insistent, as if pleading to be answered. Beep beep. The sound seemed to vibrate in the air, creating a sense of unease and anticipation. It was a call to action, a signal that something important awaited on the other end of the line. Beep beep. The phone's relentless ringing seemed to fill the room with a sense of urgency, urging whoever was nearby to pick up and respond. Each beep was a reminder of the passing seconds, a ticking clock counting down to an unknown deadline.

🦪 DORA 🦪 The first thing I do when I reach the ring is look around. The reaper isn’t in the ring now, so I take my time to observe my surroundings. The fight with the Top 1 seems to be different, seeing how even the surrounding is different. It’s not the same as my other fights. We are surrounded by water, a water that would be at least 12ft deep. I had used a bridge to reach the ring; it’s as if the water is telling me, “You try to leave this ring… You drown.”