Webtoon When The Phone Rings Novels & Stories

~Adrian My phone rang, loud and sharp, the noise echoing in the empty space around me. The ring shattered the silence around me, loud and sudden Not now,” I mutter under my breath, rubbing my face as I sigh. I want to ignore it, but the phone keeps ringing relentlessly, pushing me to finally look at the screen. Lana “Yeah… I get it,” I mutter, grabbing the phone with my left hand. “You’ve had enough of working with me.”

Ring…ring…ring… I peal my eyes off of the bare wall and glance down at my phone on the table. My heart slams hard against my chest as the word Queen flashes at me as if something important has happened. I don’t hesitate as I grab my phone and gasp, “Did something happen? Is my brother awake now?”

I smacked his shoulder and told him to get going. Once the guys got breakfast done, we all sat around enjoying our food and the sounds of nature. We joked around for a while and the guys even started wrestling around in the yard while Tora and I cheered them on. If every day could be like those few hours were, my life would be great! I was snapped back to reality when my phone dinged. I went over to check it and it was a voicemail from an unknown number. ‘That’s weird, I never heard my phone ring to begin with.’ I thought to myself while hitting play on the message.

Ring* Ring* Ring* The sound of a phone ringing made me snap my eyes open. His hands slowly retreated from me as he showed me a mocking, regretful face. I quickly pulled my skirt down to cover my legs as I watched Rowan press his phone to the side of his face. "Yes, we’re just about done now. Sure, we can meet you two in the living room. Okay, see you soon," Rowan spoke into the phone as he kept his eyes on me.

Bastien's POV My phone rings and I scoop it up off the railing of the porch, "hey, I'm here." I guess I should have looked at the caller ID. I hear a giggle, "that's an interesting way to answer the phone young man." I smile as I look at the caller ID HER MOM I suck in a breath, "sorry, Luna Carol, I'm gardening and didn't look to see who was calling me." I swipe at the sweat on my forehead. "Is she okay?"

Ring... Ring...Ring My phone ringing wakes me from my nap. Looking at the caller ID I let it go to voicemail and try to get back to sleep. the ringing starts up again and I hand my phone to Christopher who was just waking up. I snuggled into him after he took the phone.

I walk over to my phone which is still ringing, in a bit of annoyance. I find it's my assistant who's calling and my brows crease. on the top left corner of my phone, it says it's 09:15 pm. Why is she calling by this time? I pick the call and pull the phone to my ear. My heart stops when I hear her panicked voice. "Ma'am, our building is on fire! "She says, and my phone falls out of my hand. song for the moment; One Call Away by Charlie puth.

I whimper in pure heat and desire as his fingers thrusts up to my g-spot in a come hither motion. Sweat coats my forehead, as my chest heaves when I begin to feel my toe curling orgasm approach. But suddenly my phone rings and Immediately I stumble from under Luca's mouth. "Shit." I pant, stumbling around trying to find my phone. You're probably wondering why I'm panicking trying to pick up a damn phone call. Well it's the emergency ringtone Tasha and I both have, we had it made Incase any of us get in deep shit and we need the other's help.

Chapter 7 Something Against Her "Ring, ring, ring!" "Hello, who's speaking..." The next day, while I was still wearing my oversized panda eye mask, in the midst of a rendezvous with Mr. Sandman, the jarring sound of the telephone abruptly pulled me out of my warm cocoon. Feeling groggy, I didn't bother to check the caller ID and simply answered the call. "Well, well, well, I finally managed to reach you!" On the other end of the line, Alexia's voice came through with a sense of urgency. It was accompanied by the rhythmic clicking of a mouse and the clattering of a keyboard, instantly jolting my brain awake.

--- The phone buzzed. Sharp, loud in the silence. Riven jolted upright, grabbing for it where it lay on the counter. The screen glowed. An unknown number. His thumb hovered, then opened it. Four words. Hope you enjoyed yourself. And below that: Tick, tick. The phone slipped in his sweaty grip. His stomach dropped ice-cold. Kael caught the look on his face. “What is it?” Riven handed the phone over with trembling fingers. Kael read. His jaw tightened.