Knock Knock Comic Novelas e Histórias

Knock knock knock I don't answer the door, I'm too tired to move Knock Knock knock I still don't move I hear my door open and I know automatically who it is because of his smell. "Athena" he whispers I don't answer I just hug myself tighter, I hear him close the door and come to my bed and sit down, I can feel his stare on me but I don't look at him or even speak. He just sighs and begins to speak

'Knock knock' She froze. "Ignore it," Mo Yuhan whispered as he continued kissing her. She responded to him. 'Knock Knock knock knock knooooock~' She was startled by the consecutive knocks, "She will break the door," She muttered. Mo Yuhan's face darkened as he got off her body. A chilly air lingered around him rendering her speechless. Just as he got off the bed, Tang Li quickly held his hand, "Don't go. I will deal with her."

He was wearing his grim reaper cloack and a formal attire underneath. Shane's ears burned bright red while staring at Mara's mismatched eyes. He secretly pinched himself. "Knock! Knock!" He said and Mara chuckled. "Who's there?" She said. She knows about this modern joke. Shane's face burned brighter. He didn't mean it as a joke. He flicked Mara's forehead and then leaned closer to her. "It's Death, on your doorstep," He said and then planted a kiss on her forehead. "It's Death, on your doorstep, who?" Mara asked.

"Hey Amara; knock-knock." Amara sighed a groan. "Not this again." He'd spent the first half hour of their date rattling off corny knock-knock jokes that she'd laughed at for a while, but then just told him to stop; repeatedly. He was worse than Milo, because even Milo got tired of her irritation or heeded her threats. Declan just grinned at her when she threatened. "Knock-knock," Declan said again, grinning. Amara sighed. "Who's there?"

“My parents want us for family dinner tonight at seven. Important guests will be there. Dress nicely. I’ll pick you up at six.” I stayed quiet. “You okay?” he asked casually. “Yes,” I replied softly. “Good. Love you.” He hung up. Those words felt completely empty now. The thought of pretending again tonight made me feel suffocated. Before I could change my mind, I messaged the stranger from the gala. “I can’t meet today. Family obligation. Sorry.” His reply came fast. “Not the type to give up easily. Come to my apartment instead. 2 pm. Just talk. No pressure.”

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.

*Knock* *Knock* The tapping on the window woke him from his sleep. He listened carefully, when he didn't hear anything, he pulled the cover over his head. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard the tap again. Getting up from the bed he moved to the window, squinting his eyes, he looked outside, he didn't see anyone, he slowly opened the window just then a pebble caught his eyes, he caught it in a swift manner, he then narrowed his eyes at the pebble throwing culprit, "Elle?"

Knock knock knock There was a knock on the door, and Vallen remained silent until it was confirmed that the person who came was not an enemy or someone who was after her life, "Daughter, it looks like someone is out there. Why don't you open the door?" she asked. "Sorry, Gran, until we can confirm who knocked on the door. I can't just open the door." Vallen replied with a shake of her head. Then the next second, there was another knock on the door from outside and someone's voice. "Honey... are you in this room? Tell me, dear. I'm sorry I came too late and put you in danger."

After paying for our coffees we went to the apartments and looked for the unit number. *knock, knock, knock* “Dude why do you have to do a cop knock?” I asked Joel. He looked at me incredulously. “What the hell is a cop knock?” He asked. I sighed, dumbass. The door then opened and some beef cake opened up. “Can I help ya’ll?” He asked in his southern drawl. “We’re looking for Garrett.” I answered. “Yo Garrett, it’s for you.” He left the door cracked and walked off. We stood there waiting until a tall, built blonde haired guy walked up.

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.”