Scary Text Message Stories Novels & Stories

In unison, we all took out our phones and gasped at the message which had come through. “What?” Nathan asked, having not received a text himself. I turned my phone so that we could both read the newsblast which had popped up, sent by our apartments’ building manager. There, in big, bold writing was the heading: STUDENT MAULED TO DEATH BY RABID DOG.

But right below the first text message, a brand new notification popped up on the lock screen. My blood ran completely cold as I read the text: > *Smart girl signing the paper. Now check under your kid's bed.* >

“Just tell me what is going on.” “Take a look at this message,” he pulled out his phone and opened the message for her to see it. As soon as she saw it, she was dumbstruck and her face turned pale. The message goes as thus “It will happen one day when you didn’t expect. A bullet will be shot into someone’s skull and you won’t know who.” Naya read the message over and over again trying to be sure she read right. Her hands were literally trembling in fright. “Who…who sent this?” She managed to ask. “Must…must it be…. must it be…”

I sat on the sofa, staring at the clock on the wall. The minutes crawled by. One hour. Two hours. Three. I drank my tea. I paced the floor. I talked to the baby, telling him about the man who was out there, fighting for us. And then, at exactly 10:47 PM, my phone buzzed. It was a text message from an unknown number. “He’s not coming back, little freak. You’re mine now.” My blood turned to ice. I stared at the screen, my hands shaking, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would explode.

Her heart dropped when she went through the message. “Your father was a coward. He died hiding the truth about Stephen, and now you'll pay for that, I'm watching you” Gabriela’s hand shook so hard that she almost dropped her phone. “Oh my gosh, who's that from?” Jennie asked, looking devastated at the text message. “It's the man with the blue scar…he is watching me” Gabriela whispered, her eyes going around scared at the fact that he might jump out of the shadows at any time.

"What? You still don't believe me?" I raised my eyebrows. "If she was paralyzed, how was she able to text you?" I asked the loophole in her story. She stared at me, lips trembling. There's no other emotion in her eyes except horror. "Ten minutes after that first message, another text message entered my inbox." She swallowed hard. "And the text message was... Don't tell mother, sister." I frowned. "And you didn't tell your parents about the text messages because of this?" She shook her head. "No... No." And swallowed again. Horror and panic were plastered in her face. Those were not fake emotions and I knew that because her teeth were chattering in fear. "She's not the one who used her phone

My phone lit up when I picked it up and my stomach dropped. Twenty-three missed calls. All from Scarlet. Fifteen text messages. I opened them with hands that weren't entirely steady. "Where are you?" "Please answer." "I'm worried." "Damian please just tell me you're okay." "I need to know you're safe." The timestamps started at midnight and ended at four in the morning, each message getting progressively more desperate, and I felt like the worst kind of bastard because she'd been up all night calling me while I'd been passed out god knows where doing god knows what.

Not enough to erase the past, but different enough for me to notice. Different enough to make me wonder. Before I could respond, my phone buzzed on the desk. The sudden sound made me jump. I glanced down. It was a text message from an unknown number. A strange feeling settled in my stomach. The kind of feeling that arrives before bad news. Slowly, I opened the message and froze. The screen displayed only one sentence. 'You look happy again, Scarlett. That won't last. I promise.' The blood drained from my face, every muscle in my body went rigid.

Laura picked it up and looked. It was from an unknown number, and it said, "Stop looking for me or you’ll regret it." Laura’s hands shook as she stared at the message. She jumped out of bed and ran to Scott’s room, bursting in without knocking. "Laura, what’s wrong?" Scott asked, sitting up because she woke him. "She texted me," Laura said, voice shaking. "The woman texted and told me to stop looking for her." Scott was up right away, took her phone, and read the message. His face went angry.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" "While I was making my hair, a strange number kept calling me, I was scared it was Gary so I kept ignoring it, when I was done with the hair and waiting for you, a text message came in, Go to a private place and I will call you, I am currently watching you, if you try anything stupid or make a suspicious act, I will kill you When I saw the text message, I went to the bathroom to take the call, it was a lady asking me to come outside and enter a black Lexus packed outside the saloon.