Knock Knock Parents Guide Novels & Stories

"You need to be quiet, okay? Can you tell me where mommy and daddy are?" "They're in the bathroom." At that point, Keegs was more concerned with the kids than their parents. This was getting to him. I was going to need to watch him closely. "I swear to God, Kelly... If he hurts them, I'm going to kill him." "You're fine. Let's get inside." We rushed to the back door, which was solid wood. Keegs put his finger over the peek hole, and I started banging. I slammed my baton against it fifteen times, identifying ourselves every fourth or fifth strike. I whispered to Keegan as we prepared to breach.

I was greeted by my butler when I entered the mansion, the place where I grew up and I nodded my head in acknowledgment. "Where's my father?" I asked in a stern and cold voice like my father because this butler is my father's special man, and does all his research and dirty work for him. "He is expecting you in his study room." the butler replied and I rolled my eyes. I entered the study room without knocking on purpose, just to annoy the shit out of him. My father likes to be respected at all costs and I want to do the opposite of that. "There is a word called K.N.O.C.K, knock. I think I remember teaching you about that at the time of raising a brat like you." my father snapped, pointing at

Emma was still saying when a single knock sounds on the door. Kpo! Kpo! The knock interrupted them again but this one sounds cool and looks more like a human. But Aaron looks so annoyed as he started running to open the door with anger and deal with the offender.

************Flashback************ I woke up to the sound of my mother knocking on my bedroom door and I groaned not wanting to wake up, my door is open but my mom likes knocking on the door to announce her arrival. She says that it's good manners, I agree but it is also bad manners to disturb someone's sleep and I want to sleep more but the knocking doesn't seem to stop at all. I just tried to ignore it and it was quiet for a few seconds before she started knocking and calling me out. "Sweetie, come on wake up, don't you remember we have to go out today?" she called and I wanted to scream that I don't want to go

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.

We were still in the mood when we suddenly heard a knock on the door. “What??” We stopped for a while and decided to listen attentively to the knock on the door. The knocking continued and I seem a little bit scared thinking it might be aunt. “Hey, Kelly, Mia, open the door right now,” Her strict annoying voice made my whole body spine. “Oh my!” What should I do?? Gosh! . . . T.B.C. What do you think is about to happen?? Like, comment and share for faster update. Brought to you by Jesudamilola Abiola. Love you all

I have to go on a business trip for a week, so I get a cat-sitter to come over and feed my cat Muffin while I'm away. But on the second day, when I check the live footage from the living room surveillance camera, I see my fiancee, Kate Swanson's childhood friend Samuel Lambert enter the password for the front door and walk into the house. Then, he throws a grape into Muffin's bowl. Samuel Lambert raises an eyebrow in the direction of the surveillance camera. "Hey, Jonathan. Muffin is a smart one, isn't it? It's not touching the grape at all." Then, as I watch in horror, he unplugs the surveillance camera. I feel my heart sink, and I immediately ask the cat-sitter to head back over and ch

Knock Knock “Grover.” My uncle's voice could be heard from outside the room. I immediately turned around. "Yeah?" "Breakfast." I glanced at the mirror once more before finally leaving the room. Our kitchen felt quieter than usual that morning. My uncle sat in a chair by the window, sipping his black coffee. The morning sunlight hit part of his face, making his jawline appear sharper. He looked normal. Too normal for someone who went into a monster-filled forest alone last night. I sat down in front of him slowly. His gaze immediately stopped on my face for a few seconds. And for some reason... I feel like he knows. "You haven't been sleeping enough," he said flatly. I nodded slightly while t