Weird Chat Novels & Stories

Me: Then what is it? The stuff came again and stayed longer this time. Then disappeared. No message. My brows pulled together deeper now. “What’s wrong with him?” I typed again before I could stop myself. Me: You’re being weird tonight. That one went through quickly. This time, the reply came almost immediately. B: I’m not. I let out a quiet breath again. “You are,” I whispered, more to myself than anything. My fingers moved again. Me: You are. Me: You’re giving me one-word answers. That’s not you.

I just finished five chapters in one sitting. I grabbed my phone, opened Telegram, and went to my chat group, Lovely Buricats 💦. It's a lively space filled with writers, and as usual, I was late to the conversation. I started back-reading their earlier messages, trying to catch up on the chatter I had missed. Born to Be Wild: Uggghh. Guys! Let's hit a bar tonight. I'm feeling down. How about the new Paradox Club? It just opened let's check it out.

I look like the discount version of myself. Perfect for tonight. My thumb hovers over the one chat icon that matters most. Bogotá & the Idiots. Their profile picture is pure nepotism energy: Isabella in red lipstick, Tessa with tear-streaked cheeks, Emmett behind them flipping off the camera. Accurate. My last message is still from yesterday. KR: [still alive. stop planning my funeral.] Their replies sit underneath it, lined up like a coordinated attack. ISABELLA: [YOU’RE INSANE]

I had died for a year and was pushed to cross the River of Souls 99,999 times, but I could not do so as no one had given me a proper burial. The netherworld forced me to return to the mortal world for 48 hours to find someone to bury me, or my soul would vanish after 48 hours. They even started a livestream to make some income for themselves. On the first day of my return, my ex-girlfriend and the real heir of the family who hated me were about to get married. Netizens predicted that I would be malicious enough to crash the wedding for revenge, but all I did was sit in a small restaurant and order myself a delicious burger. While waiting for my food, the first sentence I said to the cam

Then he fell into dead silence again. Celeste was bewildered. This was not the Jeremy she knew. "You are not abducted by the aliens, are you? Speak the code if you're not." Since werewolves were real, why wouldn't the aliens be? Celeste was in no position to question the existence of other mysterious creatures. Jeremy cackled. "I'm fine, Cel. Just leave me for the shower. And to address your concerns, WOOFWOOF." "Copy that. See you at dinner, Woof Jeremy!" Celeste giggled.

“I wish to stay alone in a place like that… forever.” And his beast wanted to pick her up, haul her on his shoulders and take her there and then fuck her senseless. Remembering their predicaments, she said, “This is all so fucked up.” She sipped more. “I wish I had a mate like Fenris.” She started to walk towards the bed. “What?”

Can it be. I laughed at what my ridiculous mind is thinking. First, it thought my mother was a werewolf. Second, it's confuse whether me and my twin's a werewolf. And third, assuming that I'm an alpha's mate. Oh jeez, this is just funny. "Uhm, Why are you laughing? "Only now did I realize he has his one brow lifted up as he look at me confusingly. "Oh, it's because of my mind. It kept thinking weird stuffs. "

′ Kartika explained calmly. “I”m not a weirdo! Anyway, why”s Wibu (AKA WEEABOO, the one who is interested in Japanese stuff like anime, figurine, hentai, and such. It”s called Otaku in Japan and considered trash. If Otaku is trash, so WEEABOO is the lowest class in society.)? Doki-Doki is weird enough and now”s Wibu. The ancestors are weirdos in every way! ′ Alfi said irritated.

For now, I won't ruin my happiness and will just enjoy the moment with my baby Sariel. My phone chimed with several notifications. Sariel hugged me again and nestled her head into my neck. I let her stay there as I reached for my phone to check the messages. It was my brothers. I don’t know who created a group chat with just the three of us. What the fvck? I smirked as I opened the chat and typed a message. Kenzie, Lowe, Maddox: 'Which of you idiots initiated a group chat that was exclusively for the three of us?'

Chloe_awesome_scott Oh God, this topic really is irrelevant. I_pooped Oh gosh, I am hungry now. I exited the irrelevant and random conversation when at least one fifty messages popped up in my notifications from The_real_prince_charming. I clicked on the messages and my eyes widened when I saw that he had spammed me with the same message one fifty times. The_real_prince_charming MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE ... Chloe_awesome_scott