Scary Numbers To Call 2024 Novels & Stories

Hayden advised. “He is lucky I didn’t block him because now that I think of it I should have just blocked him from calling me before deleting his number on my phone” “That’s true Kaylee but it’s fine since you know his number you can just ignore his call” Hayden suggested. “I think I should just get a new number because I don’t want to hear that bastard voice, not even by mistake,” I said. “I’ve told you this before get a nice number because Daniel and his stupid mother have that number and they can decide to call you anytime they like and you know that”

“What and who are you?” She asked observing that the caller had a private ID. “Is this Callie?” “No! It's not!” Emily almost yelled. “Sorry, wrong number, I’m really sorry, whoever this is. It's a prank call for someone else, sorry once again” replied the caller. “Yeah, how about you silly kids be a bit more careful about the number you dial next time!” Emily rasped with annoyance before ending the call rapidly. And heaving a sigh of relief.

Don't be afraid of her; be afraid of what Damon might do next. The night was quiet, but Mimi's worry intensified. The messages and the warning couldn't stop her. She needed to know. The familiar buzz of her phone ringing again broke the silence. She snatched it up and saw that the screen was showing an unfamiliar number. She answered with a racing heart and shaking hands. "Stop looking into Scarlett's death, Mimi," the voice on the other ear was chilly and hard to place. "You'll regret it." Before she could answer, the queue went dead. Mimi looked at the phone and her mind raced. "We have to hurry," she remarked, her voice full of conviction.

I took it as my eyes darted to the time 8:40 am, my breathing ragged and unstable as my hand shook "What are you doing with it?" He asked leaning forward to have a look "Calling 234, duh" I replied shakily "Why?" "Because Mike is gonna die by 9 am and I can't just sit down here doing nothing about it, if I do, I'm going to die with a guilty conscience," I said with an unsteady voice as I fumble with the phone. "234 what is the state of your emergency?" The voice echoed from the phone ~ *

But suddenly, her phone rang, startling her. “Who’s calling at this hour?” Mahya wondered. The number was unfamiliar, not listed in her contacts. The office was quiet, with most workers having already gone home, except for the investigative department, which often worked late. Mahya sighed but decided to answer the call. The call was secure, not flagged as spam or a known scam number. “Hello?” Mahya greeted cheerfully. She hoped her intuition was right. Mahya would be very annoyed if the caller turned out to be a scammer or a credit card salesperson.

Brianna Ok, so I had a friend of a friend tell me that there is a way to find someone, it’s so good to have a friend in the communications field who could help a Sistah out because all that mumbo jumbo about paying for shit over the internet just ain’t for me. I wanted to know who the person was that kept calling the phone center. I don’t think they are paying attention and they do not give a flying fuck that they were calling a car service company. They were just calling to get their nuts off. But he sounded fucking good as hell doing it, though.

I looked at the caller id and was surprised to see it's Arnika. It's 10pm and she is calling me..Something isn't good.As Whatever it is,she never calls me this late and if it's very urgent, she leaves a message to ask if I am free to talk or not . I picked up the call. Shaurya: Hello Unknown : Hello Sir. Hearing an unknown male voice ,I got tensed. Shaurya : Who are you? And what are you doing with her phone? Hearing the person, I felt my ground slip beneath my feet.

She has no time for that annoying brat! After reading and reviewing her role in the movie, her phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar phone number, again. Why is that there are so many unregistered numbers calling me these days? Where did they get my number? Nevertheless, Maezhei was worried that it might be like what happened to her handsome grandpa, so she instantly picked up the call. "Miss Maezhei, I need your help!!" The familiar voice shouted on the other line. "Hello, you are...?" Maezhei asked.

“Who are you and if this is a dirty prank...” “What kind of a wife are you Mrs De Luan? Do you want to see your husband's dead corpse before you know he's in danger?” I gritted. “Shut up! Who the hell are you and my husband is in no danger!” I spat out angrily and was about to hang up the call when the person added. “A black Porsche with the plate number A1-4569AEd. Sound familiar?” I swallowed hard the moment I heard the number plate of his car. I grew pale instantly and heard the other caller chuckle before saying. “He's gonna be dead soon. Save him while you can before he reaches the end of the famous Beverly Hills avenue.” And the call went dead leaving me with running scenarios.

I tried to call Davian multiple times after I got the text message but he didn't pick up the call. I sent a text to the number "I'll be leaving tomorrow by 8 am"