Phonecalls Stories

"Hello this is-" "Hey is this Nicky from Tyler's party last night? Man we were pretty wasted, I'm just making sure this is your number." "O- oh yeah this is Nicky, is this the guy with the small penis?" "What! Small penis? Do I have to remind you how loud you were last night?" "Ew, ew, no! Im not Nicky I was kidding I don't want to hear anymore!" "Then who are you?" "Well, you didn't let me finish, I was gonna say 'hello this is Carter's Chiropractic clinic how may I assist you today?' but no, you inturupted me." "A simple name or wrong number would have been fine." °•°•°•° Warning~ this story may cause laughter, warming of the heart and more laughter. Warning. warning~ story may contain curse words, dirty jokes, words or phrases. You have been warned

another 3 years old short story. it's written in a different way. the lines between the brackets reflect the thoughts flowing inside Vik's mind. A sweet and salty short story. I am sure you are gonna like it. for a little curiousness, I've broken it into 3 parts. enjoy ;)

❝Hello, I love you.❞ ❝What?!❞ started : xii.xxv.xxiiv

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"I may work here, but that doesn't mean I drink coffee." "Why?" "Well, why dont you like cats?" "I'm allergic to cats." "Then, let's just say I'm allergic to coffee." #5 in Short Story [7/15/16] Book Three From Texts and Calls Series © Copyrights Reserved

Ellie Winter is the sister of Caleb Winter, the quarterback and most popular boy at Winston high. Well she is a normal girl. So what happens when she gets calls from an anonymous person right at 12 o'clock every night. Read to know.

❝ The boredom that comes with quarantine, leads a guy to ring up a stranger in the middle of the night, hoping to find someone to talk to. Someone to laugh with. Someone to annoy. Someone that'll make it hurt less. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ "What happened yesterday?" "𝗗𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂." "I'm certain, I heard something fall-" "𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁..." "No way, it sounded louder than a shirt-" "𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘀." ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ HIGHEST RANKINGS- #1, IN QUARANTINE #2, IN MESSAGES #2, IN PHONECALL Copyright © cherry, 2020

Living with a sick, suffering, bipolar mother, made life difficult for Cynthia Moore, but she managed. But when her mother allegedly commits suicide, Cynthia is left all alone. Inheriting a passed on mental illness, she is forced to stay in a hospital to get better. Too much is happening and Cynthia can’t take it, she escapes from the hospital and is soon sent to the streets where she meets Mike. Little did she know that once she meets gang lord Mike Galaway, nothing would get better. Join Cynthia as she goes through the HELL, her life is. Warning; this book contains: suspense, thrill, love, hate, guns, and the occasional b*tch slap. you may need to carry a tissue at some parts, so be prepared. although, I assure you everything will turn out perfect.

"Who the fuck calls me at 2 in the morning?" "Oh, is this not Travis? Man, I'm drunk I can't even remember his number. The mysterious person at the other end of this line can you please pick me up at Wal-Mart?" "Who the hell are you? Sorry, but I got some better things to do, like sleep." "Oh wait my Juliet! Are you sure you're gonna leave your Romeo-" "Yep, definitely wrong number. Don't call me again." Beep. Beep. Beep. "... Did that mystery girl seriously hung up on me? Did she not know I'm starving to death right now?" *** (This story is written in dialogue and contains a lot of swear words. When I say a lot it really means A LOT. Read at your own risk.)

Two high school kids meet in the hallway by bumping into each-other. They both hate each other...or at least they say they do. They slowly get to know each other more and become ok friends but they both want more than friendship.

"Hello, welcome to The Chess Player, how can I help you?" "Do you play chess? Because I want to check MATE with you." "You...what?" "I'm trying to practice pickup lines. And since this one is about chess, I thought the chess store was a good place to start." "Um, okay? Do you want to buy anything, or..." "Is grass purple?" "Is that a no?" all rights reserved © the-booknook on wattpad

"Hello and welcome to Made For You! Where our special treats are designed by you! How may I help you?" "Hey Angel." "Hi? So are you going to call every day now?" "Maybe." "I'll take that as a yes." ////////////////// A phone call between a boy with nothing to do and a girl at work that lasts longer than expected ////////////////// Part of the dialogue trilogy! Can be read as a standalone! ✨Book 1: Sweet Caller ✨Book 2: International Calls ✨Book 3: Bookaholic Hotline ////////////////// R E V I E W S "I read this in one day and it's amazing. It's the cutest thing I've ever read in my life" @loveursalf "the cuteness inside of this book is astronomical"-@daraax__ "This book was beautiful, cute, and touching in ways I can't define. I love this book" @Cloudy_Dreamer00 "I LOVED THIS STORY!!" @BatgirlGeek "Aw this book is so cute, I love it 🥺❤️" @lebookworm07

Asking a cup of coffee to your date will never be out of fashion. Coffee is a also a language in itself and it is a way of stealing time of our lover to express our thought and feelings. Coffee house is the place where we can have chit-chat, have a quality time and where lots of love story are made in itself over a cup of coffee. BUT, do a cup of coffee do always ends up with a love story??

When the Whitebeards get a call from one of their islands by little kid with a bad attitude warning them of an impeding crisis, how do they react? It's just a bratty little kid... right?

1 call changes everything

"So, we've been talking for days, and I only know little about you-" "You wanna know me more?" "Oh, shut it. You know more about me. It's unfair. I only know you're a guy too, because of your voice, and that you really don't like color red. Come on." "Fine, alright. Alright." "So, Mr. Wrong-Number-Spencer. What's your real name? "Spencer-" "Shut up-" "Livi Spencer. That's me." "......" "You still there?" "........" "I can hear you breathing. And wh-what are you doing? Why is it so windy there? Are you outsi-" "Livi... Spencer? As in the Oliver Spencer? From Southwood High?" "Uh.. Yes?" "....." "Do you go to my school too?" "Uh, no. Sorry, I gotta go." "What... *end* "...the hell."