Robin Arellano Black Phone Novels & Stories

He told me and I rolled my eyes. "Princess, you can have your phone back tomorrow, case closed." I finalized and cut the call. It was a terrible idea, I couldn't live without my phone, it was half my life but at the same time, I couldn't go to my school, to meet some random guy I don't know. What if he wanted to kill me or sell me or drug me, then sell? I couldn't risk it. I shoved the strange device into my drawer and left my room to yell at Saffron about swapping my phone.

she said apologetically as the guard bent down to pick up the cover. Her phone was an old Nokia 3310, practically an antique. She was probably the last person in the entire Philippines still using one. But it had taken her months of saving to buy it, and even though it was falling apart, she had kept it together with scotch tape and rubber bands. The guard chuckled at her remark before reading the message. “Oh, so it was Sir Luis Montefalco who called you in. Don’t worry—once you start working here, you’ll be able to buy a new phone,” he said with a smile.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

“2nd order of business: New cell phones. Everyone is getting a new phone, and all of the appropriate numbers have already been pre-programmed into the phones. I know we can mind-link, but phones are still necessary.” As I finish up going over this order of business, an Omega comes in and hands out the new phones I ordered. I customized each phone for each of my mates. Osiris’s phone was black with a turquoise capital O, trimmed in copper, just like his eyes, on the back. Evander’s phone was copper colored with his named spelled out on the back in emerald-green Old English calligraphy. Andrew’s phone was white with a small teal and black ‘A’ in the lower right corner on the back.

Mable took off the earphones and gave Rahman a call. “You can stop the investigation on Black C. I can confirm that Anthony is Calvin. Rahman asked, “Is he really?” Although he had his suspicions, Rahman was surprised to learn he was right. “He contacted the buyer of Formula 73, but his phone is encrypted. I can’t hack into it. I’ll try and steal his phone tomorrow. Can you track the person if I get the phone?” Rahman replied, “Yep. I can track the person’s ID through the phone. That’s my thing.”

Waiting to catch me. If I ever decided to jump. He reached into the desk drawer. Pulled out a sleek black box. Opened it. The latest iPhone — glossy midnight black, brand new. He held it out — not forcing, just offering. “I had this set up for you,” he said quietly. “My number is already in it. Amara’s. Selene’s. Gideon’s. If you ever need anything — even in the middle of the night — call. Text. Whatever. I’ll answer.”

It turns out that. Ignoring Sahara's profound shock and disbelief, Teresa reproved angrily with a commanding look in her ocean blue eyes and said, "Mr. Clemon's cell phone isn't a knock off either. Not only is he using a genuine one, but he is also the global spokesperson for the new Jordan Phone 7 which will be announced soon. Miss Damien, please show some respect to Jordan Phone's spokesperson!" Everyone was astounded. It turned out that Nathan was also a spokesperson for Jordan Phone, in fact, he was the global spokesperson for the high end version!

Her ex gave her the one she has and even then she had to figure out how to use it herself. Chris chuckled as Rosco smiled. He pulled out the last item in the bag to reveal a brand new cell phone. It was a simple S8+. Rosco passed the white box with a picture of the phone on it to Chris who opened it and pulled out the phone for her. The purple otter case protected the phone from every angle. Rosalie smiled so wide as she brought it close to her and unlocked it. There on the home screen was a picture of a picture. It was so unique how the picture was taken. It was laying on an old wood bench with autumn leaves floating in the background. It was so unique. Chris showed her a few things in betw

The engine roared to life, the sound vibrating through my chest, and for a moment, I felt free. As he drove, I stared out the window, my fingers tapping restlessly on my lap. Despite the luxury, I felt empty. I hated the fact that Alessio hated me, but I was enjoying my new freedom. We pulled up to a phone shop first. I needed to get a phone if I was going to be locked up The cashier’s eyes widened at the sight of the black card. I tried so hard not to laugh, focusing instead on the latest iPhone 16 Pro Max which was on display. My eyes widened at the price tag, but I swiped the card without hesitation. Alessio’s money, not mine. I’d spend every last penny.

A black box with gold details. She frowned, confused as to what that meant, but walked over, sitting on the mattress and opening the latch with ease. The cell phone gleamed gold at her, the black apple behind it. A new cell phone, completely sophisticated to the point of being all gold and she didn't doubt it was. He pulled the device out of the box and looked curiously at the small note underneath it.