Knock Knock Comic Novels & Stories

*knock* *knock* " yes! " Theo answered the door in the morning as he woke up after the knocking on the door. He looked at the sleeping bear over his chest and massaged her scalp as she stirred in her sleep due to the noises. " I was wondering would you like to have some early morning tea? " the woman questioned from the other side of the door as Theo didn't care to open the door and answer her properly. He didn't even climb down the bed let alone answer the door. " Thank you so much but we are tired " Theo responded and again went to sleep. However, Ira's call disturbed him, and this time Jeevika woke up.

4 days later Knock, knock, knock, knock Marigold was awakened by the sounds of knocking at her door. She pulled her purple covers off of her head revealing her messy bed hair covering her face. She pushed her hair out of her face and mumbled, "Come in." ERRRRRRR EEEEEEEK

*Knock knock* "who is it" I heard a voice yell then the door opened "what are you doing here" I walked past him and put my Coach bag on the couch, while taking a look around "I see you've been renovating" "well I haven't my wife has" he said with a lot of emphasis on the word "wife" "oh really" I smiled sweetly "and how is Tanya doing and where is she" "She's on a business trip but don't worry about her why are you here"

Year 1863 Knock ... knock, knock ... Thea turned around. Without even opening the door, she knew who was standing behind it. The beat was Kay's signature beat. Thea ignored him. She did not move an inch from her place. Knock... knock, knock ... One… two… three… four… five… he counted to himself and a third beat was heard. Knock ... knock, knock ... This time Thea counted to ten and the door opened.

**knock knock** Nora knocked on Amber's door Amber opened the door in her nightwear with loose hair "What?" "Let's go for dinner" Nora spoke and Zia nodded "I am not hungry, you guys can go and eat," she said and shut the door hard on their faces "well, harsh as ever," Nora said and chuckled "let's go and eat then" They reached the cafeteria which is on the first floor "you have to be careful with Chris," Nora said taking a plate

****** **Knock** **knock** I heard a light knock on my door, I slowly opened my eyes and got up from my bed. I opened the door while rubbing my eyes, Flora stood there smiling at me from ear to ear. This confused me, Why is she smiling like that? "Dear please get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast," she said and walked away from here. It was weird, she didn't even listen to reply.

Knock Someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Sherry said. The door opened, a doctor walked in with a nurse beside him. "Good morning, Mr and Mrs Tony" The doctor bowed respectfully to them.

Knock Knock The sound of the knock interrupted her little conversation with her baby. “Coming” She yelled and quickly went to dress up. “Good morning” She greeted Alan who was outside the door when she opened it. Scanning him “You are not dressed for work? no work today?” She asked. “Silly, it's the weekend. I don't work on weekends or else it's important” He said, his hands placed inside his shorts pocket. Scratching her head “Ooh weekend, It didn't occur to me” She said in a cheeky tone.

Really looked. He was smiling at me like this life wasn’t a compromise. Like it was a choice he’d make again and again. “I’m happy,” I said softly. “I know,” he replied. “So am I.” We leaned toward each other at the same time, laughter fading into something softer. Just as our lips were about to meet— Knock. Knock. We froze. Then burst out laughing. “I swear,” I groaned, stepping back. “The universe has jokes.” Alan shook his head, amused, and went to the door.

Asher blinked, then gave a short chuckle, surprised by the sharpness of her humor after so many days of silence. “Thanks. You sure know how to make a guy feel welcome at home.” “Well,” she tilted her head, eyes glinting mischievously, “if you’d stop working yourself half to death, maybe you wouldn’t look like a zombie.” That startled another laugh out of him, genuine this time. The sound felt strange in his throat, but also… right. “And you,” he said, narrowing his eyes playfully, “you wobble more than last week. Like—” He paused, smirking. “—a penguin.”