Knock Knock Jokes About Books Novels & Stories

“You were going to read that cryptic, old-ass, dusty-ass spellbook like some... like some cryptic nerd!” “Its not a spellbook and I am not a cryptic nerd!” I gasped, indignant. Christian laughed, an actual, real laugh that made his whole face light up for a second. "Oh you absolutely are. You’re the kind of person who reads a warning carved into a wall in Latin and says, ‘Hmm, I should read more.’” I bit my cheek, trying not to smile. "And you’re the kind of person who’d hear a noise in a haunted house and say, ‘Must be the wind,’ right before getting eaten."

I don’t want to see her. I picked the book that I was reading a few moments earlier. I had become tired of reading that’s why I had placed it back. I was reading a book when someone knocked on the door. I look towards the door confused. No one ever knocked before coming inside my room. Who would it be? It is definitely not the king. It must be Margaret.

I knew it was all going to bite me in the backside sooner or later. I groaned as I got up, slipping my feet into the fluffy bunny slippers I had bought yesterday. Moving quietly, I entered the kitchen and fixed myself a cup of coffee. I carried it back to the room with me and I lay in bed as I sipped it while reading one of the books Lucian had gifted me. I was engrossed in the book I was reading and didn't know how much time had passed, until a knock sounded on my door. “Come in,” I answered, highlighting the page I was reading before turning my attention back to the door.

•Authoress Kamara Library . 😎Reece😎 "Nope, not good". I muttered as I flipped through my big book of pranks. And in case you are wondering, yes I have a big book of pranks. Awesome, i know right. A knock sounded on the door. "Don't come in". The door opened and Harley walked in. "I literally said do not come in". "Like I care". She replied with an eye roll. I dropped the book. "You know, just because you live across the street doesn't mean you can drop in my room anytime you like".

“Knock” “Knock” As I sit on the couch reading, I hear a knock at the door which startles me a little. Enough to make me drop my book. “Dang it.” I murmur under my breath when I must find my bookmark and try to remember which page I was on. When I see the page, I place the bookmark in it carefully and stand up. Hearing the knock again, I walk to the door and ask, “Who is it?” Before waiting silently to the side.

“I can bet that if any Luna try these dumb steps, their Alpha will never have any thing to do with them.” “This is so grossed and disgusting.“ “If the Coma Luna is really reading this and practicing it then I’m sure that the Alpha will stay far away from her.” I croaked with disbelief. I was still thinking about how gross the book is when I heard a knock on the door. “Hope that person knocking isn’t going to give me another lunacy book because I won’t be able to survive with that. “ I murmured. The person knock in on the door to my chambers, announcing it’s arrival. "Come in," my voice called out.

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“I'm so so sorry, Kenneth. You know what they say, gotta get your nose outta those books and live a little.” He chuckled showing me he was fine. But my big mouth just had to blurt out the stupidest joke in the history of stupid. Why oh why did I say that? Guess I'm also the goddess of awkward conversations and future nose jobs. “I'll just . . .” I grabbed my book from the floor, exchanged it for the Wuthering Heights and slammed my locker. “Never speak again.” I whispered, walking away. “Taylor?” His voice made me turn around again. He'd stood up and shoved his hands into the pocket of his blue hoodie.

Me: What were you doing? B: Reading a book actually. I chuckled as I thought of my response. Me: Oh. Are you always this boring? Reading books on a weekend? I could imagine him laughing at that, or getting annoyed. Either way, my legs didn't stop kicking behind me. B: Depends on what you define as boring. In my world, reading is for the learned, how about yours? I chuckled at his response, he would say anything to not be on the losing end. Me: Don't you get tired of carrying that ego around?

This, my kids, should teach you about skipping game tutorials haha] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero --- Knock, knock, knock. Three painfully slow knocks broke the absolute silence in the rabbit hole, and instantly Meph noticed the temperature around him pluming as if whoever knocked brought a silent snowstorm with them. His eyes landed on the door. The heavy, iron door that just trembled at the three seemingly polite and harmless knocks. “Alice, are you in there?” A low, creepy voice asked as if someone was suppressing a malicious laugh from escaping.