Book Knock Knock Novels & Stories

Timika Knock! Knock! Knock! A faint knock reaches my ears, the sound so far away. It’s becoming louder with each knock, pulling me from the amazing dream I was having …. Those large, strong hands around my waist. “Ugh,” I groan… Why? I want to go back. I tuck my head under the comfy duvet. Knock. Knock. Knock!!! Three fast knocks follow.

Knock! Knock! Knock! "Go away!" I groaned, shifting closer to that warmth beside me, sighing in content but the annoying knock came again and I groaned again, opening my mouth to chase it away but a hand suddenly clapped over my mouth, shutting me up while my eyes flew open and widened when I stared into a pair of dark grey orbs. My brows narrowed in confusion, letting out a struggling sound from my throat but he brought a finger to his lips, silencing me

Sophia's Pov: I opened the door and found him in the room, but he shrieked on seeing me. "What're you.....??" He flinched and turned around, backing me. I noticed he was losing something from his waist, but he quickly held it back. "Hey; what the hell do you think you're doing? What're you doing in my room? And don't you knock??" He snapped as he looked at me. Huh? What is knock?

A shadow. Waiting. Then three slow knocks echoed through the silent room. Knock. Knock. Knock.

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A knock, unexpected and jarring, pulled me out of the spiral. I almost missed the first knock. It sounded distant, like something from another life. The second came firmer, enough to pull me from the fog. The knock came steady, unhurried, not the frantic pounding of guilt or desperation, but something measured. For one terrible moment, I thought it might be Dan.

~Fallon~ The knock came at 6:03 p.m. I heard it before I saw him—three even taps, just loud enough to be sure. Not rushed. Not hesitant either. Just… deliberate. Like someone who knew he shouldn’t be here, but showed up anyway. I was already near the window, pretending not to be.

KNOCK KNOCK And just at that moment, a loud knock thundered through my doors. I came down from my bed and opened it. “Zayne!” I said outloud, my voice tinged with shock than anything else. He stood outside my door, a remorseful look worn on his face. “Why are you here?” I asked in a stern voice.

KNOCK! A loud knock rattled Anna’s bedroom door. She stilled, her body tense, and Vincenzo’s hands tightened on her hips. KNOCK! KNOCK! Another knock followed. "Ignore it," Vincenzo breathed, thrusting his cock up into Anna’s pussy. The knocking continued, persistent. “Stop,” Anna whispered, panic threading through her pleasure. “Someone’s at the door.” Vincenzo paused, his body rigid beneath her. They both turned their heads to look at the bedroom door.

Jason wouldn’t knock,he’d call my name instead of knocking . Kael would barge in. Elian would leave a starlight sigil. The person knocking knows me too well because that knock is familiar. I sat up slowly, my shadows rising like blades around me. “Who is it?” I asked, voice steady. No one answered. But the knock came again but louder this time. I stood up, my heart hammering, and walked to the door. Hand on the knob. Breath held. And then... I heard a voice, muffled through wood, soft as smoke: