Knock Knock Comic Novels & Stories

I reply, my voice softening, "Is everything alright? Why do you call?” -["Papa, I… I’ve a joke,"]- He says, his tiny voice brimming with excitement. "Oh, I love jokes! Go ahead, buddy," I encourage, looking forward to the adorable punchline. -["Knock, knock.”]- "Who's there?" I play along. -["Ba… na… na.”]- "Banana who?" I ask with feigning curiosity. -["Ba-na-na… fall down… and… go boom!"]-

*Knock knock* "Young Lady, a man is here to see you" As she heard the grandmother's voice, she flinch and quickly rush up to the door, watch at the hole to see who it was, Her eyes darkened only to see Paul, his complexion is very bad, eyes are puffy, and it is obvious he didn't got any sleep at all, she even doubted whether he had eaten or not she quickly opened the door and quickly touch his face worriedly, "Why aren't you taking care of your face?"she asked him, he was touched that she is worried, but after realising her actions, she pulled away and distanced herself from him

A text from Claire: **“Did you survive Friday? Also, what was up with you and Andrew? ?” I turned the screen face-down. At work tomorrow, people would still talk about karaoke. About interns and cronuts. About office romances and hallway whispers. But I would know something they didn’t. I pressed a palm to my stomach. Nothing. Just silence. Just the quietest, scariest maybe of my life.

Knock! Knock! Knock! I had just finished setting the dishes on the dining table when a knock came from the front door. Max, busy with his Transformers toys on the floor, immediately turned his head. His eyes sparkled with curiosity. Clara nudged my arm, whispering, "Should I get some popcorn? This should be interesting." I snorted, ignored her, and walked towards the door. When I opened it, a tall man with a black leather jacket and a mischievous smile was already standing there.

I arched a brow. “Then I guess I have to name all 193 countries.” He smiled tight-lipped. “Don’t worry, I’m patient.” I fork my food as I kept staring at him while he does the same, “You’re really not going to leave me alone, are you?” “Nope.” He pops the P. “Alright, this knock knock joke is going to make you pee.” I placed my fork don to be attentive, “Okay, let’s hear it.” “How to make a tissue dance?” He smirks at me.

“Knock” “Knock” “Knock” I hear someone knocking on the door and rush to answer it, because I have been waiting for Jordan for the last two days. He went with Jon on a fishing trip, just the two of them and I have been stuck home, moping around the house. Bored out of my mind, I called someone I knew from way back when.

“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.”

‘Knock’ Knock’ A soft knock echoed twice on Camila’s room door while she lazily stormed up from the bed and strolled to the door. She pulled it open and leaned on the door. In front of her was her worst nightmare: a man standing there with a well-equipped shotgun in his hands. Camila gulped and looked away.

*Knock Knock* They heard the knock again disturbing them from their moment again. "You have to attend the door," she said breathily. "I will when you give me the answer," he said as his finger made their way to her nipples and pinched them. "Ahnmm~~" she moaned. "Say yes," he demanded as he pinched her other nipple too. "Yes!" she answered unable to withstand the sweet pressure. "Good," he said as he slapped her breast lightly making her shrink into the sheets. "Wait for me," he said as he dropped a kiss on her forehead. When she nodded, his hand sneakily slipped below and pinched her clitoris sending a shiver that shook her body.

Kyunghee groaned in frustration in his room while brutally sipping his whiskey. Knock knock A man with a leather jacket and a scar on his cheek came to meet Kyunghee in his room. The man walked casually into Kyunghee's room without caring about how Kyunghee's condition was today. The man just kept on walking and looked casually at Kyunghee, which Kyunghee replied with an angry and hostile look. However, the man wasn't afraid of Kyunghee's eyes at all, because he didn't come here empty-handed, but with a lot of information. He was sure, Kyunghee would be very happy after listening to it later.