When The Phone Rings Last Episode Novels & Stories

My fingers dug into my palm. I’ll end him. The last time didn’t break him enough. I’ll make him beg on his knees. Then my phone rang. I thought it was Travis. My thumb hesitated before I answered. “Yeah?” my voice snapped. Silence on the other end stretched. I exhaled sharply. “Say what you want Travis” There was a pause. Then a voice came through but it was not Travis. “Sir this is the hospital line.” My chest tightened. “What?” I snapped.

They're still chattering about Vance and Xarion, comparing the two like they're superheroes. I unlock the front door and step inside, flipping on the lights. "Alright, you two. Let's go wash up and get ready for bed. It's been a long day." They groan but obey, running upstairs. I set my purse down on the counter and lean against it, exhaling slowly. And then my phone rings. I glance at the screen. Unknown number. My stomach drops. Hard. Every nerve in my body screams it’s bad news. Maybe the police found something. Maybe it’s whoever sent those men. Maybe…

Staring at the notification, the battery is low, I didn't plug it in last night because of what happened. Quickly, I scrolled through my contacts and searching for Angela before the battery dies. I click on her name and the phone rings second time before she picks. "Hel...." I mutter when the line goes dead and I bring the phone down, staring at it to see that it's now dead and now it's all me alone. In the middle of no where with absolutely no fucking idea of where I am.

When he thought the situation was finally in favor of him, his phone rang and startled him to death, his heart escapes loosing his brain. The phone even falls to his grasp, after he took it out of his pocket and the ringing continues, busting their hiding spot. At the same time, people above stopped on their track and listened carefully where the ringing was coming from. When one of the men shouted that the sound was coming under the ground, that's when trouble came. “They're under the ground, look carefully where they're in, there must be some entrances somewhere here.” Even if Axel was trembling, he put the phone on silent before answering it.

Kring~ Kring~ The ringing phone broke the silence. Chadwick and Isa looked in the direction where the rings came from. It is from Neil. Wondering who might be calling during this late at night, Neil gets his phone. The shape of his eyes doubled as soon as he saw the name of the caller. Neil looked at Chadwick then back at the screen. He does not have the time to hesitate whether to answer the call since he’s afraid Adira wouldn’t call anymore if he wasted time. So unable to report to his boss that Adira is calling, Neil answered the call.

he shouted. Laughing loudly, Renata sat on the couch facing the main door. She just had to wait for him to come home. Suddenly her phone rang. She was on comms with Aziel yet her phone rang, who could that be, she thought? She looked at the caller ID. It was blocked. She knew who called her. It was the last man standing. They must have called to give her some news. “Yeah!” she picked up the call. “He is on his way,” said the last man standing.

Grandma replied, "I promise you that you'll never see him again." I smiled contentedly as my consciousness slowly began to drift away from my body. The last thing I heard was Grandma's desperate wails, followed by the ringing of a phone. It was the exclusive ringtone I had set for Harvey alone.

Someone laughing behind me. A door that wouldn’t lock. A drink I didn’t order. A voice in my ear: You’re beautiful. Too beautiful to waste. Then nothing. I dig my nails into my palms, trying to pull myself back. “Who would gain from this?” I ask. “From keeping us blind to this night?” That’s when John’s phone rings. He doesn’t move to pick it up. He knows that ringtone. Celeste. It rings. And rings. And rings.

The cell phone screen lit up with an incoming call that lasted one ring, just one ring, although the owner of this one did not notice it, rather, he was in no condition to do so. And how to do it being on his last day of heat and being satisfied by his alpha.

“Iz, I’m gоіng tо hаvе to go, work іѕ саllіng mе оn the оthеr lіnе. I’m gоіng tо bе ѕtrеtсhеd аѕ іt іѕ расkіng аnd саtсhіng thе train. So I will gіvе уоu a rіng when I gеt thеrе. Bye, bаbу.” Bеfоrе I hаd time to speak, thе line went dead. Nо dіѕсuѕѕіоn. Nоthіng. I ѕаt there dаzеd аnd confused, ѕtіll tіghtlу clutching the рhоnе. Just whеn уоu thought life couldn’t stick thе boot іn аnуmоrе, іt came bасk fоr оnе last gо.