Silent Night Ringtone Novels & Stories

My heart jumped down and took a trip down my stomach. I stared into nothingness, completely silent and shocked with only the sound of my boyfriend breathing softly as he was asleep. All I need is one... My ringtone, a song by Sia and Labrinth jolted me back to reality and I stared longly at my vibrating phone. "Haven't you taken the call yet?" Tristan mumbled with his eyes close then lifted a pillow to put over his face. Without saying anything, I tapped on the answer button and held the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

he said as he looked at her and she could still not believe she was mated to the Alpha of this big Silent Moon pack. “Derrick Wayne” she called out his name her bottom lip shivering as she closed her eyes and remembered those nights he could finally have his lips on her nips, how he bit on them so hard because according to him that was the payment for not being able to have his member inside of her.

She silently stared out the window and her hands fiddled with the bottom hem of her shirt. I moved my right hand so that it was on top of her's. Our fingers entwined and a small smile made its way onto my mate's beautiful lips. I gaze into her eyes, silently promising her that I'll keep her safe no matter what. •• The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when I finally returned home. I tossed my empty water bottle at Darian's head to wake him up. Soon Samantha drifted asleep during the ride and was now knocked out. Darian woke up and mumbled some incoherent words as he smacked his lips. "Hmm...huh...what did I miss?" he mumbled as he yawned and stretched.

​Suddenly, amidst the absolute silence that enveloped the room, his phone screen—lying on the nightstand—lit up. ​The sudden brightness in the dark was enough to catch her attention. Eileen was never the type to pry or invade someone's privacy, but the light didn't fade. Instead, it was followed by a rapid series of vibrations, creating a rhythmic, jarring buzz against the wooden surface. A message... then another... and a third, coming in relentless succession, as if the sender insisted on demanding attention at this late hour of the night.

However, waiting became a torture after initial excitement. Every second stretched, pulling thin and sharp, slicing into my patience. Midnight crept in quietly, but my nerves screamed. I skipped dinner without realizing it, didn’t move from the couch, didn’t even dare to blink for too long—afraid that the moment I looked away, I would miss this golden opportunity. Holding the phone like a lifeline, I begged. “Just ring. Please ring!” And when it finally did, the sharp sound cut through the silence like thunder. I jolted on my feet, my heart slamming so hard that it hurt, my hands shaking as I answered, breathless and desperate.

she whispered. “I don’t either,” Henry replied, voice cracking. They stood facing each other, two broken hearts bound by the same ghost. Outside, the last ray of sunlight faded, leaving the room in twilight. And in that twilight, a new silence settled between them, one heavier, deeper, and more intimate than ever before. The silence between two hearts. Elena suddenly remember how she dead!

The watch informed. "Um...do you have a name?" I asked the watch. "No...but I do have a serial" the watch replied. "What's that?" I asked not too sure I understand what it meant. " TSRI4569046893356RIOL" The watch replied. "Um...that's... Awesome, but it won't be easy saying that you know, can I give you a name instead?" I asked staring blankly at the watch. "If you so like" The watch replied an smile emoticon appearing on the screen.

She had it on vibrate and she startled and it fell out of her hands, clattering to the ground. “Shit,” she shouted, reaching down, scrambling after it and hoping that the screen hadn’t broken. Luckily, she had a protective case on it, and grabbed it and slid her finger across the screen to answer the call. “Hello? Hello?” she said, trying desperately to keep her eagerness out of her voice. “Hello,” a deep man’s baritone greeted her, with a friendliness that he had no right to offer her right now— yet she was so glad he did. It was Matt.

Students were walking in groups while chatting and laughing. Well 35 street was near the Centaury street and that is why its lifestyle was better. Ten turned up the volume. Apple’s favorite song, ‘Ice’ by Athena Soul was playing as a smile slid out at the corner of my lips. “You like the song, don’t you?” asked Ten while he taped his fingers on the steering wheel. ~ ~ ~ “Don’t worry they’ll be here” Ten said while staring at his hand watch. It looked expensive, shiny and huge. I nodded while I looked around the quiet Dark Pub we were in.

The scene was ripe for a steamy embrace between them— Ring-a-ding-ding! An obnoxious cell phone ringtone blasted through the silence, killing the vibe.