Scary Text Messages Stories Novels & Stories

{Faith} As soon as I make it far from the crowd, my phone buzzes in my bag. I take it out and see an unsaved number on the screen. The text message contains only a link. Panic coils in my chest as I tap on the link. It loads slowly. What’s happening? Did one of Ace’s enemies kill him and then send an untraceable link to the gory scene? No, that cannot happen! Finally, the link loads into a green and white text interface. A message pops up a second later.

My hand tightened around the phone. Then I quickly ended the call. I stared at the screen, confused and unsettled. A few minutes later, another unknown number called. I did not answer. Almost immediately, a text message arrived. "You're a disgusting mistress. Go die." Another followed. "You ruined someone else's relationship. I hope you never have children. If you do, I hope they suffer." Then another. And another. The messages continued pouring in. Calls arrived one after another. W******p notifications began flashing endlessly across my screen.

And suddenly I understood something terrifying. The bet? The teasing? That stupid cocky confidence? It wasn’t fake,Cole genuinely wanted me,badly. The realization sent heat rushing through my entire body. “You’re enjoying this,” he accused softly. I looked up at him through my lashes. “Maybe a little.” A tortured laugh escaped him. “Jesus Christ, Cynthia.” My gaze drifted deliberately to the open laptop again. The messages were going insane now. JAKE: WAIT JAKE: SHE KNOWS??? BRO WHAT IS HAPPENING

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.

I said angrily, my hands going to my waist. “Well, your phone was beeping. I thought it was business-related and I was about to bring it to you when I saw the message.” “So you did look through my phone.” “Can you at least look at the message?” I rolled my eyes and turned on the phone. That was when I saw it. Leave Seattle now. Next time I won’t miss. My eyes widened in shock, for a second… I didn’t move. This was the second time getting a text like this but it still scared the hell out of me ,this was just as direct as the last text ,whoever sent it wasn’t just warning me anymore.

"I don't even know any of those numbers and I doubt that any of those calls had anything to do with my kidnapping…" I took a deep breath to clear my mind. As much as I didn't enjoy doing it, I knew that I couldn't leave anything unchecked. I went through his text messages and instantly felt sick. He was texting obnoxious things to countless women. I couldn't even read most of them since they were all nauseating beyond the level I was able to stand. But I was soon going to find out that the worst part was yet to come...

She pulled it out and scrolled through her messages, then shoved the screen at my face. I stared at the text and my mouth fell open. The message was simple but very terrifying. “We know where you’ve been, Ethan. You can not hide the truth forever. Neither can RiRi. Tell Reina, or we will.* I looked up at RiRi, my heart pounding seriously. “Who sent this?” “I don’t know,” she whispered. Her voice was shaking already. “It has always been sent from an unknown number. They have been sending messages like this for weeks.”

She resembles a scared little girl. My heart hurts for her. My phone pings with an incoming message. It’s from a strange number, but I instantly realize who it is when I read the first line; “Little Caramel, Remember, when I said I would go to any lengths to make you mine? I hope you’re enjoying the chaos.” Once I read the last line, the message mysteriously disappears. I kid you not, I end up searching my entire incoming message history but the message has truly disappeared. Poof! Just like that. It’s like black magic.

"Yeah—I know. It's just. this morning I met someone weird in the woods. And then there were those creepy messages. It probably doesn't amount to anything, but it freaked me out." Marcus's eyebrows rose. "Wait, what kind of messages? Like, stalker-creepy?" "Sort of," Elena admitted, finally pulling out her phone. She showed them the texts and the note she had found at her door. She watched their faces the entire time they were reading. Jenna looked concerned, Lydia looked interested, and Marcus's usual playful expression became serious. "This isn't nothing," said Marcus, rocking back in his chair. "Do you have any idea who might have sent these?"

This time, it was a text message from an unknown number. "Meet me outside," the message read. "We need to talk." Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she read the message. Who was sending her these messages? And what did they want? To be continued…