Scary Text Message Stories Novels & Stories

Who could be texting me this late at night? I glance at my cellphone and notice a few text messages. Tapping on the message app, a smiling selfie of Mario immediately pops up. However, my eyes widen in disgust as I realize the message contains a picture of an erect dick. It’s undoubtedly Mario’s, and the accompanying text reads, “See how much I miss you, Princess!” Below the gross image, there’s a video. I know I shouldn’t, but curiosity gets the better of me, and I reluctantly play it.

As I walked outside, I said, "That night, the funeral home sent you a text message too. If you don't believe me, check your phone." Panic instantly flashed across her face as she hurriedly looked at her phone. The anger on her face gradually faded, and it was replaced by intense unease. Charles came over and read the message too. Then, he exclaimed, "I read some news reports a long time ago about such text messages. They can easily be faked." I stared at them coldly. My heart was numb from the pain. I removed Ivana from my blocked contacts and sent her the video of Noelle's final moments in the hospital.

My dark brows furrowed deeply as I noticed a newly received, unread text message waiting in the notification bar from an unknown number. My heart hammered against my ribs as I clicked it open. The message was a blatant, mocking taunt. > Thanks for the extra change, you clown. I don't do suicide missions. Consider this a lesson learned, and have a good, peaceful life as a broke-ass nobody. If you ever try to track me down or look for me, I’ll gladly leak the wire transfer records and expose your little murder-for-hire plot to the entire world. I saw red. Absolute, blinding red.

It was a text, not a news article. When she saw who the text was from, a deep frown marred her face and she regretted opening the message in the first place. It was a text from Matt, her blackmailer, which read: “Don’t forget our deal, dear Charlotte. I’ve decided to extend the time for you to get my money, since you and your husband keep getting into trouble on your own. Don’t ever think I’m going to back down from my threats. If you don’t pay me what I asked, I’ll release the pictures as promised.”

My phone buzzed like it was about to burst out in fumes with nearly twenty messages right at the moment I switched it on. Who on earth was that? What on earth did they want? I spread on my bed after getting rid of my shoes and stared at the screen to see who was so restless to send twenty text messages to me in just a few hours. Scrolling down, I saw Scar's voice messages, with many emojis, asking me how I was, get well soon, sorry, etc. It was common for us. I am used to getting stupid texts. But as I scroll my finger down further, I found a weird text message, which actually started with the word, Bitch...;

I was standing in front of the mirror but I wasn't looking at my reflection. My phone began to beep and I slowly walked to where I kept it on the bed. I picked it and it was an anonymous message that said I'M GONNA MAKE YOU MISERABLE I shook immediately and goose bumps stood up all over my flesh. I read the text again and I was scared. I've never gotten a message like this and I prayed never to have. I know a couple of people who got such messages and things didn't go well with them I managed to drop the phone and dress up. Then I forwarded the message to my manager. He was shocked and he filed a report immediately

That was a close call. Scar started talking about this one show that she was watching, and to be honest i wasn't really interested in it. She seemed to have noticed that and asked me, what i wanted to do. At the very moment i heard my phone ring, telling me that i had received a message. I unlocked my phone to see that some unknown number had texted me. I opened the message only to feel the blood drain from my face. The message looked so casual but i knew that it wasn't. I felt as though my predator was closing in on me and i couldn't find any place to run. I blinked twice just to make sure that it wasn't a dream.

It was a text message from Lucas ‘ I missed you ’ with a sad emoji. Skyler stared at the text message not knowing what to do when another text came in. ‘ When you see my text message, text me back or you call me, my angel ’ This time Skyler dropped her phone on her bedside table as if she was suddenly scared of her phone. Comments Guys🔥💞❣️

“Pay us our money! Pay us our money!” After our protest for the day was over, I heard I heard my phone go ‘ding’. A notification box popped up on my screen. It was a message from an unknown number. The text read “Hi”. With my curiosity piqued, I tapped on the profile picture and lo and behold, the hazel eyed boy with his basalt jaw. “This is Scott,” another text showed. Questions swirling in my mind. How did he get my number? With my fingers dancing across the screen, I typed quickly, “are you stalking me? How do you have my phone number?”

6 Chapter 6 “Oh my God, Marimar!” Heart couldn’t count how many times she swallowed nervously after receiving a text from an unknown sender. Her eyes were wide as she stared at her phone’s screen. She didn’t know if her old Android phone was acting up because the screen was blinking while she read the terrifying message.