Cheesy Knock Knock Novels & Stories

That ringtone reminded me of my birthday. *flashback on the morning of Xavier's birthday* "Knock knock! Knock knock!" I cursed out loud for that annoying sound made by the morning witch herself. "Knock knock!! I said knock knock!" "For the last time Linda, the door is not locked!" I marched my way to the front door and threw the door open. I glared at the blonde hair witch with a goofy smirk and her amused boyfriend. "And next time knock on the door using your hand not your mouth."

*Knock, knock* As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb.

******* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock * I was still in deep sleep my eyes barely opened when I heard that someone was knocking hard on my bed room's door. But I was too tired to open the door so I covered my ears from the pillow and pulled the blanket back on me. I shouldn't have to stay at the party the whole night, I knew it, the hangover will take me. I won't do that mistake again but I need sleep. *knock* *knock*

Suddenly. Knock. Knock. Knock.

Slowly, he leaned in and kissed me. At first, the kiss was soft and careful, giving me every chance to pull away. His lips moved gently against mine, warm and patient. When I didn’t move back, he deepened the kiss, one hand cupping my face while the other rested respectfully on my waist. His thumb brushed lightly over my bruised cheek with such tenderness that it made my heart ache.

I was getting fucking close, I could feel my balls tightening, while my cock swelling inside her tightest hole. Almost cumming And that was when three loud knocks echoed through the house. *Knock. Knock. Knock.* “Honey…? You home?” Mr. Williams’ voice boomed from downstairs.

Chips exploded. Soda sprayed into the air. And a giant bowl of warm nacho cheese tipped over. Directly onto Chloe. The room went silent. Every single person stared. Chloe lay flat on her back. Covered in cheese. A giant tortilla chip stuck perfectly to her forehead. For three full seconds nobody moved. Then Ugo fell to his knees laughing. And the entire party lost it.

“But also… the way the characters chose each other, over and over.” Something about the way he says it makes my chest tighten. I’m mid-scoop of ice cream when he suddenly says, “Knock, knock.” I blink. “Oh no.” “Knock, knock.” “Who’s there?” “Vamp.” “…Vamp who?” “Vamp-ire believe how good this date is going?” I burst out laughing. Real, unfiltered laughter that has me clutching my stomach and nearly spilling my ice cream. “Oh my God,” I wheeze. “That was terrible.”

The knocking became louder and faster. “I’m dead. I told you, I’m dead. I can’t hear you. Get lost!” Knock, knock, knock! “F*ck!” Haydn jumped up after being annoyed by the knocking. He strode over to the door and opened it. He started shouting without even looking, “What the hell are you knocking for...” Smack! Before he could finish his sentence, Haydn was punched in the face. The punch was so savage that Haydn staggered backward and almost fell.

Who was he referring to? Knock! Knock! Knock! echoed through the candle lit hallway as my knuckles painfully hit Christian's door. There was quite a ruckus behind the door then silence. Swinging on my heels, I waited for the door to swing open. The silence was deafening. Puzzled I knocked again. There was a click revealing a very shirtless, sweaty Christian. ''Oh-Urr- Hello there.....'' He huffed eyes wide. ''........Urmm Hi?.....'' I quirked.