Book Knock Knock Novels & Stories

He bows and exits. It is nearly nine when a soft knock sounds. “Onyx, go see who it is,” I whisper from bed. Onyx begins to open it only a little before it is thrown against the wall with a loud bang, startling the babies and making them all cry.

"Asking if you want another joke. Using shoes." She sighed. "Actually no; I really don't." "Hey Amara," Declan continued. "Knock-knock." "No, Declan." "Knock-knock." "We're on the bus, Declan." "Knock-knock." He wasn't going to let up. "...Who's there?" "Ken." "Ken who?" "Ken you let me in?" He laughed. "I'm asking you to let me in the door. Because you still haven't."

**Knock Knock Knock** Here goes nothing. I knocked firmly on his door three times and waited for a response. The response I got was complete silence. Is he asleep…or did something bad happen to him? I bit my lower lip as I knocked again on his door, this time harder and louder than before. Once again, all I heard was silence. There was no response or any sounds of movement on the other side of the door. Hayden…are you ok? I felt like time had frozen and everything was happening in slow motion as I reached out my hand grasp the doorknob. I took in a deep breath and held it before slowly turning it. It turned, the room was unlocked.

Dan knocked twice loud and twice soft. “Is that a message?” I asked him pertaining to how he would knock. “Member's way of knowing who is entering. Whether enemy or ally.” He explained. “What if I tried it, but I'm not a member. It's very easy to discover and imitate.” I curiously commented. He chuckled at what I said.

Like my soul and body are telling me that something's about to happen. I lifted my head slowly, and as if on cue, a sharp knock echoed through Alina’s apartment. Three knocks. Slow and deliberate. It was him.

Just sat there, pupils huge. “What did you see?” I asked. He shook his head. “Not mine.” It was 3:21 when the knocking started again. Same pattern. Three short. One long. But this time it came from the floor. We froze. All of us. The knocks moved under us, slow. From the hallway to the kitchen. Then to the living room. Right beneath where Irene sat. He climbed onto the couch without a word. The sound stopped. The smell changed then. No more ivory.

I never knew these werewolves could be this dangerous. “Knock knock.” There was a knock on the door, and I snapped out of my thoughts. I blinked twice in confusion as I wondered who that could be. I closed my eyes and breathed in and out, just to make myself relax and calm. I needed to calm down in this kind of situation because being anxious won't fix this. The knock came again the second time. “Knock knock.”

Knock, knock, knock! The knocker was surprisingly polite, only three knocks, each perfectly timed. Julia was on the brink of realizing a long-held wish, and that knocking was not about to mess up her groove. She was ready to press on! Knock, knock, knock! The persistent knocking sounded again, as if the person would not stop until the door came down. Walter's heart, all tied up in knots, found the knocking to be a godsend, a few gentle raps pulling him back from the brink of doom.

Bowen screamed. Everyone could hear the panic and hysteria in his voice. He stumbled off the stage, tripping and lurching toward the backstage area. In his panic, he didn't notice the steps. So, he twisted his ankle and fell straight down, rolling all the way down the stairs. The staff who were backstage finally snapped out of their daze. They fumbled in panic to shut off the screen. The giant screen went black in an instant. I became even more of a joke standing in front of the dark screen alone.

- Knock!! - Knock!!, a loud knocking sound came from the front door, pausing me. Celesta and I, both looked at each other with alarmed looks on our faces, wondering who was it. Sir Elijah noticed our startled expression and informed us, " My apologies, It must be my companion. There is no need to be alarmed." Then he got up and continued, " Excuse me, but I will be back in some time. Please until then continue with your story without me."