Robin Arellano Black Phone Novels & Stories

They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down. “1…” Momo whispered in my ear. He was intelligent and loved counting gifts, but he had never once counted without a reason. Was it Pastor Timothy? “2…” His voice came again, this time deeper. I wanted to gaze at him, but the sound of concrete crumbling made me lose focus. Anderson was out also, and his broken bones had been amended. He was barely standing, his back lowered to the ground like he was going to crash. “This isn’t good, Pope Timothy; the girl has also recovered.” A man said, brandishing his pocket knife.

It was another brand-new smartphone. "A second phone?" I looked up at him, surprised. The one with the monitoring software installed was already snatched by those three robbers and stashed in the trunk of Noah's limited-edition Bentley. Not sure if Caleb got rid of it, but this one looks brand new. "I thought I was grounded from the outside world."

Veronica pulled out her phone, staring long at the screen. “Should I also have some fun then?” Her sinister grin reflected on the device, overshadowing the name on display. It read; CONTACTS; ARROYAL.

Drake says quietly. I nod and my gaze sweeps over the cliff and towards the darkened sea. “I have something to show you.” Drake doesn’t respond, but I can sense the tensing of his body. I pull the phone from my pocket. A sleek, black device with a polished screen that reflects the dim light from moon. “Alayna gave me this phone,” I say, holding it out to him. “Do you find anything odd about it?” Drake takes the phone, his fingers brushing over the smooth surface, his brow furrowing as he turns it over in his hands. The silence stretches, only the distant roar of the sea filling the space between us.

"Where's my phone?" "When Robin called me last night, he specifically told me not to answer anything," Eleanor said, handing it over. "Liam kept calling until it died. He should've already boarded." Cecilia tried turning it on. The screen stayed black--completely dead. She immediately looked at Eleanor. "Let me borrow yours." Understanding her concern, Eleanor unlocked her phone and handed it over. "I wanted to answer earlier, but I was afraid I'd say the wrong thing. If he found out, he would've flown back last night."

Killian attacked him before he even got his chance to explain himself. Soon we were all changing to black overalls. “They are big enough to hide your body so no one suspects a thing.” He said to us, “Two, your phones.” He demanded, stretching a box out. “You would be given a burner phone with everyone's number in it. All of this is just for precautions so that videos of us don't end up on I*******m trying to fight for our lives.” He said.

The same phone my mother had left me, the one I’d never been able to unlock, never been able to understand. Armano accepted the device with casual familiarity, his thick fingers moving across its surface with practiced ease. As he answered what must have been an incoming call, his voice dropped to a low murmur, the words too quiet to make out from my position on the ground. I leaned closer to Peter, who had remained standing beside me throughout the proceedings. “What brand of phone is Armano using?” I whispered, trying to keep the urgency from my voice.

She continued. Yes l know but l just want to give you the best. And yes, give me your phone. Shadrack demanded. Alia didn't find any problem in handling her phone over to him. Shadrack got a small box from the polythenbag with words Dubai electrons and mobile phone services. He opened the box. A brand new iPhone was got from inside the box. He got Alia's old phone, removed her simcard and he inserted it in the new iPhone and tossed the bad looking old phone into rubbish.

When Tyr felt the coldness of the handcuffs, a bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind, ‘Something doesn’t feel right. Just then, the phone in his pocket rang. The moment it rang, everyone around him seemed to turn solemn all of a sudden. Clearly also a combat master, the man in black took Tyr’s phone out of his pocket at great speed. It was a phone call from Juan Yates!!! The man in black grew nervous, whereas Tyr immediately demanded, “Give me the phone!” However, the man had no intention of passing the phone to Tyr. Without another word, Tyr slammed into the black man’s body, snatched his phone back, and slid the answer button.

Carmen said as Raya nodded, taking my phone from my hand. “It’s a 14 pro max!” Carmen shouted as they looked at my phone in awe. “What’s the fuss about? It’s just a phone isn’t it?” I asked and all pairs of eyes turned to me, even Lana. “Not just a phone. The phone!” Camilla said and I frowned not understanding why they were so surprised about it. I walked away from them as I took a seat at the counter and closed my eyes as I remembered a few minutes ago. Ares wiping the tears from my cheeks, his intense gaze on me like I was the only one that mattered and when he stared at my lips.