Scary Text Message Stories Novels & Stories

I always liked hearing stories of the places he had visited, and what made that place different from others. He always had a nice take on things, be it the places, people, culture, etc. We were halfway through the movie when I felt my phone buzz. Frowning, I picked up the phone from the table and checked. There was a text from an unknown number. My heart told me not to open it, but my brain felt it could be something important, so I opened the text. Unknown: Can you get any cheaper, lady? Sleeping with an old man just for his money, how disgusting can you be?

I unlocked it, fingers clumsy with panic as I hit her contact. But before it could ring, I got a notification from an unknown number. I opened it to see that it was a text message. "Don't even think of telling anyone about the pleasant meeting we just had," the message read. "Or I'll make sure Luna and Liam lose their fingers one after the other. Slowly." Vera.

Labeled only: PROJECT SCARLETT. My pulse stopped. Before I could open it, my phone buzzed. A single message. Unknown Number: You shouldn’t have taken what isn’t yours.

With him around, I had little or no fears. Nicholas spotted me in the lounge, dropped his suitcase at the dining table, and came straight towards me. I stood up to greet him. He sat down beside me. "Can you repeat what you said over the phone?" he asked. "The serial killer sent me a text message. I... I know it is hard to believe, but he did," I was frustrated, merely remembering waking up to the chilling text left me frustrated. A chilling text that disappeared minutes later. "Okay, can I see it?" he asked, reaching for my phone.

Few texts were displayed on the lock screen. 'Where are you? Scar?' 'How was the party? You didn't pick our calls?' 'Is everything alright? What happened? Why aren't you responding to our texts me calls?' 'SCAR I SWEAR TO YOU! PICK UP YOUR PHONE!!!!!!!' 'WE ARE FUCKING WORRIED FOR YOU!!!!!" 'You remember today is New Year! Aren't you going to come back to celebrate? Like we usually did?" "I'M COMING TO YOUR HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!! AND YOU BETTER BE THERE OR J SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU, YOU DUFFER!'

We both laughed at that… not loud or long, but deep enough to loosen something tight in my chest. I reached for my phone, more out of habit than anything. Notifications lined the screen like tiny red warnings. But there was one text message that wasn't there before and it was from the same unknown sender from last time. It was honestly becoming draining. The contents of the message was a chilling line: Be careful not to share a meal with the devil.

Amelia's heart pounded loudly in her chest, her hands trembling as she clutched her phone. The text message before her seemed like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. She couldn't believe what she was reading on her phone. Her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the ominous text message once again. "Stop at the bakery with my niece in your hands, no one must follow you," the message read. "Escape through the back without alerting anyone. I'll be waiting for you, else your lovely mom would pay for your sins."

Fingers trembling. The screen lit up like a Christmas tree. Eighty-six texts from Macey. Most were one-liners: “Call me.” “Talk to me.” “Sammie, what the hell is going on?” Some were longer. Panicked. Angry. “You’re scaring me. I don’t know what’s happening, but I’m here. Just talk to me.” My stomach turned as I scrolled further. A missed test alert from the registrar’s office. Four Snapchats from Mason.

This is the first time my assumed 'stalker' is actually reaching out to me and, sadly, I don't really have a clue as to who it is. My phone buzz again. I shiver, maybe it was another text from this potentially deranged psycho. I turn over the phone and look at the screen. My fingers were shaking as I open the message. Thought I would be there? Hate to disappoint but I'm way too smart for that. Looks like you've seen a ghost. Btw it's your time to go in. What are you waiting for Zoey Martinez? 👻 ;-) - Unknown =================================================================== Thanks for reading!

I immediately opened the messages and read the contents of the text. From: +63948666327 Hi. I'm sorry to bother you. Too bad I didn't even catch up with you earlier at Kyla's party. They said you go home early, why? Four messages in a row. I immediately replied to it. To: +63948666327 Who's this? I replied to the number that I texted. Who is this feeling close to? I returned my attention to watching. After a few minutes it replied. From: +63948666327