Novel & Cerita When The Phone Rings Novel Read Online

I close my eyes, mumbling a small word of prayer to prepare me for any embarrassment I'm about to face. I unlock my phone, going to contacts searching for Julian's number. With shakey fingers I press the call button on the screen. God, I was shaking like a leaf. It was ringing. No answer. My insides were squirming at this moment. Second ring, still no answer till it went to a third. Great. Such a fool. As I was about to hang up, a smooth baritone voice travel over the telephone lines. The hairs on my neck stood pointed on my skin. I shivered at his voice.

I just wanted to be with her. Then my phone rang. I was right, in the middle of something. My phone started ringing. The sound of my phone ringing was really loud. My phone. It caught my attention. I had to stop what I was doing because my phone was ringing. The sound was really loud, it was like someone slapped me. This made me stop moving. I was with Vivienne. She was holding me. She let go of me. When I let go of Vivienne I saw her face. Vivienne's face was pale. She was looking up at me.

Finite moved close to me to speak, his movements alerted the whole pack present in the sitting room. Ring, ring. That was the sound of a phone ringing. We all looked at each other "Who's phone is that ?" asked Justin. Ring, ring. That was the phone still ringing. I looked everywhere until my eyes landed on the phone by the TV stand. I walked to the phone and was about to pick it up but it stopped. I turned to leave but the phone rang again. I picked it up and placed it on my ear. "Hello?" There was no answer, only the breathing sound of someone could be heard then the phone went dead. Raising my eyebrows in a questioning manner, I turned to face the little crowd that was in my sitting room

She grinned at me, and reciprocate it with a bow. **RINGS** My phone rings inside my pocket. Karene and I get startled by the sudden sound in our atmosphere. I get my phone to check the caller ID. "F*** Leonel!" I said in annoyance. "You should pick it up. Don't miss a chance. Don't miss your second chance in life. Make sure to reach the people who reach for you this time, Joenabell."

Before I could answer myself, a sharp sound jolted through the silence. The phone. It rang from the corner table, sleek and modern, its screen glowing. I froze. Every instinct screamed to leave it—ignore it, smash it, run. But there was nowhere to run, no one here but me and the walls. The ringing persisted, steady, patient, waiting. With trembling fingers, I stepped forward and reached for the receiver. “H-hello?” I whispered. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then, a voice answered. Calm. Smooth. Almost… welcoming.

How was this possible? I backed away from the desk, the note clutched tightly in my hand. The room seemed to close in around me, the shadows stretching longer and darker. And then, the phone rang. I jumped at the sudden sound, my heart hammering in my chest. The study phone was an antique rotary model, and its shrill ring felt out of place in the modern chaos of Lukas’ world. With trembling fingers, I lifted the receiver. “Hello?” For a moment, there was nothing but static. Then, a voice—low and chilling—cut through the line.

Chapter 194 And for one brief, promising moment, it looked like the story was actually going to happen. R took a breath, the specific gathering breath of someone about to deliver something they'd been carrying all day, and opened his mouth— The phone rang. Not Dante's cell, the landline, an old habit neither of them had ever bothered discontinuing, mounted on the kitchen wall and rarely used for anything beyond spam calls and, occasionally, the school's automated attendance system. Dante glanced at the caller ID, frowned at a number he didn't recognize, and answered it out of the specific caution that came from currently being a man who couldn't afford to ignore unknown numbers.

I thought it was just a simple celebration until the digital billboard across the river lit up with the words: [Francesca, will you marry me? Hundreds of drones took flight, swirling into formations of hearts, my name, and Cupid’s arrows. Spencer knelt before me, ring in hand, as both our families emerged from hidden corners, applauding. Taking a steadying breath, he gazed up at me sincerely and asked, "Fran, our engagement began as an arrangement between families, but today, it's just me, asking you.” "Will you marry me, Francesca?" Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded firmly. "Yes, I will."

I texted her but got no reply at all. "Sir, are you still waiting?" The restaurant was nearly closing, and the waiter came over to check on me. I was so hungry I felt faint. I grabbed the menu, ordered, and ate by myself.

This is different and it wakes her up from her trance. She sprints in the direction of the sound. She has to find out what it is An unfamiliar sound in the castle of echoes. This opportunity comes less than once in a lifetime. She checks the kitchen, the spacious living room, the basement, then she finally found a small phone sitting alone in the hallway ringing furiously She answers the call and raises the phone to her ear, shaking in fair of what the unfamiliar object would bring "Oh my God, someone answered the phone" someone says on the other line