Novel & Cerita Scary Text Messages Stories

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 met my eyes was a photo with red text on a black background. It read: Top scoring valedictorians on the SATs deserve to die! The exclamation mark was formed by a knife and a drop of blood. I was startled and instinctively let out a scream, flinging my phone across the room. A police officer rushed over. “Sophia, are you okay?” Terrified, I pointed at my phone on the floor. “Someone sent me a threatening text message.” The police officer picked up the phone. He looked it over and asked me with a puzzled expression.

My mood darkens further when my phone lights up with a text message from an unknown number: Dearest BestBroyBoyBand, Just filling you in to let you know that I'm home safely and waiting for your return. Cue your sigh of relief. You were probably so worried about me. Fortunately, I lost Ramos on the way back from the beach. He could possibly have been abducted seeing as I last saw him being dragged away by some Mexican with a gun, the same Mexican whose truck I used to get back home. Now that I'm sitting here, having Max text you while I carefully blowdry my hair, it's possible I may have traded Ramos for the truck. Don't really know; I don't speak English Mexican well.

There's no turning back now. I came across her phone and holding it in my hand made my fingers itch with curiosity. What conversations had she had before her disturbing death? I plugged in the charger, waited a few minutes, then powered on her phone. My heart raced, searching through her text messages. Most of them were from Liam and Felipe. Sasha's texts to Liam were borderline stalker, besides inviting him to club Voodoo to surprise me. However, there was one particular text she had sent to Felipe, that stood out among the others.

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.

he whispers to her. “What if it’s not?” she complains as a message comes on Richard’s phone. Shakily pulling his phone out of his pocket; “Dad did this” Richard says, suddenly breathing normal. The text message sent through from Paul; snapped him out of his fear. It was replaced by rage. He shows Lester and Simone the text message; ‘Hope you can breathe in a locked elevator.’ Lester quickly messages Emmett to tell him about the text message; ‘It was Paul. He just messaged Rick, taunting him.’

I hesitate, grappling with the unsettling message on my phone. "It's nothing much," I finally reply, attempting to downplay the disquiet that cling to me. Luciano, ever perceptive, presses further. "Are you sure? You look like you're worried about something." His inquiry carries a knowing undertone, as if he senses something amiss. Fumbling with my phone, she shows me the mysterious text. Luciano's brow furrows, his eyes narrowing in scrutiny. "I know your secret and it's out in the open. Watch out!" the message taunts. The room seems to hold its breath as we share a moment of tense speculation.

Jasmine was engrossed in her work when her phone beeped, but she ignored it, assuming the message wasn't urgent. However, when a second text arrived, she quickly wrapped up her task and grabbed her phone. Her heart sank as she saw the message - a video of Stephan and the twins laughing and enjoying ice cream together, accompanied by a chilling text: "Come meet us." Jasmine's body went cold with fear. She sprang to her feet, grabbed her bag, and rushed out of her office in a panic.

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.

I cleared my throat and sighed “Uhm I wanted to ask, have you been getting weird messages from an unknown number?” “Weird messages?” “Hmmm” “Like what?” “Uhhhhh, ehm…..” “Can I see the message?” Immediately he asked that, my heart skipped, I smiled nervously “Of course I've not gotten any, I was speaking with my friends the other day and everyone had been talking how this new group of scammers going around sending crazy messages to people I just want you to be careful about them” “Is that all?” “Yeah, sure” “You didn't get any message did you?”