Text Messages Book Novels & Stories

A simple phone number in black ink was my only clue. I took my cell phone out and almost called, stopping at the last second. Lincoln and I were all about the text message. He wouldn’t have me call an unknown number. Instead, I texted the number. Me: Hi, this is Hannah and I have a message here to text you…? Unknown Number: Hi Hannah! Someone special has arranged a surprise for you. Go to 425 Main Street and collect your gift. PS - this is the cutest idea I’ve ever heard of. Does this guy have an available brother??

com> To: Vera Lee Subject: Hey :) i got your chat and figured you were better than i thought. i hope everything went well with the book transaction, or whatever you call it. enjoy the book! sincerely hoping it arrives earlier than schedule. i’ll be on the lookout for any deliveries, neighbor ;) might beat you to it this time I had to re-read his e-mail. It was eight in the morning and my brain was still catching some Zs. My whole body was practically sleeping still.

It was from an unknown number. He clicked on it and the content displayed on his screen. The message went like this ~ Hello, it's me, Anastasia. I have your English textbook with me. So sorry for the inconvenience caused by me. Lucas closed the chat box. He pondered on the fact that how did she manage to get his personal number. Not many had it. He opened the chat box again and typed. It's okay, you can have it. He hit send and it was sent. Lucas noticed it was immediately seen and she was typing back.

" Yeah, but it's all good, I'll protect you" And I laughed a little how on earth is that gonna work if she doesn't know half of who I really am. I smiled at her supportive comments as we move on to the next thing. " Moving on we have the text message now that is a whole new world because there are different brands as well, who kinda own a text message company some of, this brand are WhatsApp, messenger, facebook, Instagram, pam chat, Snapchat and many more." " Wait is this how you got a message from Hugo"

Just great. I open the app to check the message. “Can you come to my room? Need to talk. Just us.”

I’d be willing to pay. A simple message would replace the one that was deleted. “NO MESSAGE WAS EVER HERE. IT WAS YOUR IMAGINATION. GO BACK TO SLEEP AND STOP TEXTING.”

Panic rose from the pit of my stomach as it dawned on me that someone had been in my room. Tentatively, I picked up the bag and peered inside, my eyes lighting up with both excitement and curiosity at the sight they met. A phone, and books…tons of books. I grabbed the phone first, giddy with excitement, and as I struggled to unbox it, I realized whoever had left it here had already unboxed it. As if on cue, the phone pinged and the screen lit up, a text popping up. Do you love them? I believe these should help with your boredom, the text read, and an involuntary smile spread across my lips.

So, just as the story was about to delve into a passionate moment between Antonio and his love interest, Daniela, my phone was interrupted by a W******p message from Alex. The message was written in capital letters and bold text, accompanied by terrified emojis. "HEEEEELP!!! HELP ME, PLS, HE WANT TO KILL ME.‼️❕ � The urgency and fear in Alex's message jolted me. I couldn't fathom what could be wrong. I hastily set my book aside and attempted to respond, asking him what was happening. Simultaneously, I noticed that he was trying to video call me.

Two days later Kirsten Herrington POV My sister’s wedding reception was a complete bust. I spent most of the day texting plane girl. She kept texting me facts and I kept trying to find it. I finally found her book two days ago. its really romance and no one has died yet, but I kept on it. It was about a couple meeting in a club they had sex, like really steamy sex. God the way she described it, I couldn’t help myself. I was half chub at the thought of doing that with her. she’s very descriptive and almost leaves nothing to the imagination.

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...;