Romantic Calling Novels & Stories

"Next time if I'm mad at you, try to call me even if my phone is off. I would love to see the notifications of you calling me when I open my phone, is that understood?" "That's annoying, Penny. Don't switch your phone off if you want me to call you. Why would I try when I know it's not going to connect! It's stupid, you know." "It's not stupid, Wordsmith! You know nothing about being romantic." "How is this supposed to be romantic? Please elaborate. Only a dumb woman would want her boyfriend to try to call her when her phone is off. It makes no sense, Penny!" Penny grunted, "I like it! I want to be able to see your attempts that you tried to talk to me even if I'm not willing to talk. Those

“Do it properly. Don't be sloppy. Little by little until you get him to agree to what I want to happen. Open up this topic to him but don't make it obvious.” He ended the call with just a reminder about what I would do to attract Callum. Can I really do that? I’m too innocent to even know how to romance my husband! I don’t know a thing about romancing or seducing a man because I don’t have any experience about that! Fuck! I stood up straight when someone suddenly opened the door. And there, I saw Callum looking so wasted. I was shocked to see his face. His dress shirt’s buttons were now open. I don’t know where his coat is now and his necktie.

He answered on the very first ring. "Well, hello there," Roman's smooth, teasing voice came through the line, completely contrasting the storm of panic currently raging in my head. That familiar warmth, that playful edge, it was so jarringly normal that it almost made me angry. "I thought you called because you missed me, sweetheart. To what do I owe the pleasure of a midnight call?"

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

Rielle Romano ~ Rielle hopped into her car and strapped the seat belt around her body properly, as she turned on the ignition of the car, She really hoped Dante wasn’t trying to do what she was thinking. She hoped he had a sense of what he was doing? She still didn’t understand why he had to break up with Pamela, Yeah it was obvious they didn’t have any love left between them but then her mind was still stocked on the fact that he just did what he had done. Did he even love Pamela at all? She shook her head and drove out of the place. Her phone started to ring and she glanced at it to see that it was Reed calling her. She swiped it and picked the call “Hello?” She said and waited for him t

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

I kept perfectly still, barely daring to breathe. I had spent half a decade treating this name like an unexploded bomb, and now, he was systematically cutting the wires right behind me. “Then the phone rang,” Romeo continued, his voice dropping into a flat, terrifyingly calm monotone. “It was Dante…” He swallowed hard before continuing.

I needed him to talk. Which meant I needed to give him a reason to. I picked up my phone. Called the number Marcus had given me the hotel Daniel was staying at, downtown, where he was choosing to be visible. It rang three times. He picked up on the fourth ring. "I wondered when you'd call," he said. His voice was easy and unhurried. "Come to the estate," I said. "Today. Noon." A pause. "Not the office?" "No." Another pause. Slightly longer. I could hear him thinking trying to identify the trap, weigh the risk, decide whether this was desperation or something else.