Text Messages Book Novels & Stories

She instantly picked up her phone and began typing speedily; I looked from her phone to her face. “What are you doing?” “Texting the group.” She replied, following me as I walked into the room. “The Group?” I rose an eyebrow, and she rolled her eyes, not taking it off her phone, her hands still actively going over her keyboard. “Big book energy, Hello, the Smuthood, and spicybooktok; it’s like a group for readers on F******k, I’m telling them I just saw a dark romance stalker character in real life.” “Well, aren’t you being delusional?” I held out two outfits, weighing them on the mirror. “Yes, he might be attractive to you, but he is a psychopath; there’s nothing romantic about it.”

Amelia's heart pounded loudly in her chest, her hands trembling as she clutched her phone. The text message before her seemed like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. She couldn't believe what she was reading on her phone. Her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the ominous text message once again. "Stop at the bakery with my niece in your hands, no one must follow you," the message read. "Escape through the back without alerting anyone. I'll be waiting for you, else your lovely mom would pay for your sins."

The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. No wonder, he was so smart, thought Maddie, when he had and read such great book collections. Leaving the bookshelf, Maddie moved to a couch right across Andrew's bed and sat down on it, and then she fetched her phone from her pocket and started to type a text message to send to Audrey. "Hey, back from work yet?" she hit the send button after typing, and then looked up from her phone to admire Andrew who looked so cute with his solemn expression as he read.

Nora woke up to a text from Greg, a simple yet heartwarming message: "Good morning, dear. Thinking of you." A smile formed on Nora's lips as she read the message, a fluttering feeling in her chest. She quickly responded: "Good morning, Mr. Greg. Your text just added a touch of colour to my day. Hope you have a wonderful day too." Greg's reply came almost immediately: "Your text just made my day perfect. Can't wait to look into those beautiful eyes of yours. Have a blissful day. You're on my mind constantly." Nora typed her response, a lightness in her fingers:

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

She made the mistake on day twenty-four at three in the afternoon. Elena texted — a single innocuous message, the kind they had been using since day sixteen when they had established that direct communication was risky and everything needed to be embedded in the mundane. Coming by tomorrow with that book I mentioned meant everyone is in position. Can't make it tomorrow meant abort. Bringing coffee meant the timeline had moved up. Elena texted: Coming by tomorrow with that book I mentioned. Everyone in position. Tonight confirmed.

After ignoring my phone all day, despite its buzzing and chiming, I finally packed up the books and laid on my bed, going through my messages. -SMS Venus: I know that you are going through a hard time, but how about pizza and a funny movie? Let us be there for you. I’m your best friend. I want to help. -SMS Azara: Those shitty people are so disgusting. Raina, do not pay them any mind. They don't know what they are talking about. All that trash, ugh! Keep your chin up, pretty girl. Call us ― please, please, please. SMS Peaches: Raina, how are you? How did you find the tea? And I'm sorry about the rumors. I know they aren't true.

She explained, “I still have to prepare for the examinations, and I have to read up on some books later tonight. I’m leaving.” Her parents’ house was very close to hers. She walked back to her house and tore open the box as she walked. She had just turned off the silent mode when she received a text message from Liam. The message was very simple with just a few sentences: [Where are you? I’m at the door. I want to come in and take some stuff.] It had only been a day, but it felt as if a lifetime had passed.

At the bottom of the picture, there was a text message that read: "Surprise, bitch! xoxo."

Perhaps I could figure out a way to make money online, without Alexander finding out of course. A notification sound from my phone pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked down in time to see a text pop up on my screen. I dropped the book and took the phone. Kath: Please recommend another book right away. This book was firee!!! I grinned proudly and texted back. Me: Told you so. Kath: But I don’t think any other book can compare. I’ll have to take a break. I texted back “valid”, while I sat here reading a new book right after finishing one.