Knock On Any Door Book Novels & Stories

DOM I was just about to turn in for the night when I heard a knock on my door. I sighed, dragging myself out of bed, wincing as my muscles protested. Practice had been brutal, my body sore and heavy like a goddamn lead weight. I had just gotten comfortable, and now someone was banging on my door like their life depended on it. What the hell? The knocking turned into pounding. I swore under my breath and yanked open the door, ready to chew out whoever it was—

My brother did not understand why anyone would choose a difficult path when he could make it easier. He also did not understand that constantly protecting me sometimes made me feel incapable. I adjusted the volume on the video. A knock sounded against my door. Before I could answer, it opened. Chase appeared in the doorway. I stared at him. He stared back. “Normal people wait until they’re invited,” I said. “I knocked.” “And then entered.” “You locked the door.” I looked toward the handle. Apparently, I had not turned the lock fully. “Knocking is supposed to be followed by waiting,” I explained. “It is not a warning that you’re already coming inside.”

Knock! The knock came again, he wondered who could be at the door. He got up, crossed the room, towards the door. The beer nearly slipped out of his hand. He walked to the hallway, his socks sliding slightly on the polished floorboards. He reached for the brass knob, his fingers curling around the cold metal, and turned it and he pulled the heavy oak door inward. To his greatest surprise. He saw her…Nora stood on the porch. The air left Ned’s lungs all of a sudden.

"It's a freaking door. You. Knock." "Your door was open."

KNOCK KNOCK A loud and hurried knock crashed against my door. Who could be on my door, it's barely morning. I gently walked to the door and partly opened the door. Glancing through the door, I was relieved to see Rowan. I really needed a friend right now. “What are you doing here by this time?” I asked. I couldn't care less though, I was just happy he was here. “Nothing really, I just wanted to check on you” Rowan is just a really great friend. I can't imagine how me and Zayne are so lucky to have a friend like him.

I still wanted to get into a good college after all and no one accepts a jailbird with open arms. I set my cases down by the door and stared at the huge iron-lion knocker which hung off of the large front door. A friggin knocker! Like it was the dark ages where no one knew what a door-bell was. I lifted the knocker slowly and let it drop back against the wood, sending an echo all through the house. I was about to "knock" again when I heard footsteps heading toward me. The door opened slowly but smoothly, without a creak.

One book is enough to hide the bunch of daisy flowers that Keeion gave me. I'll let it wither there. I was about to enter the bathroom when suddenly there was a knock on my door. It's been knocked three times and I still don't open it because he still doesn't speak. It was definitely not Aunt Cora and especially not Arya because those two were both shouting my name while knocking on the door. Eh, this one, he seems to be too lazy and even the knocking didn't continue. "Who is that?" Suppose I was far away and did not care to open this door.

___________________________________________________________________________ 21 / 12 / 2021 I take his food and slowly make my way over to his bedroom door – I stand out side of it , trying to gather up the courage to knock on his door. Heaven knows that I do not want to walk in on him doing any freaky shit on a video call again. I raise my hand to the door , noticing the way my hand shivers from nervousness. I knock on his door twice – not as loud as I wanted to which I curse under my breath.

I mumble to myself with a shake of my head. I open the book and begin to read through and the book seems to grab my attention and keep it with every chapter I open. And soon I get so wrapped up in the book that I do not even notice the knocks that come to my door. "Anna," a gentle hoarse voice call from outside the door and it is followed with another small knock.

*knock* *knock* C’mon… please… *knock* *knock* *knock* Please open the door… *knock* *knock* *knock* Kieran… *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *kno—. I was beginning to panic, thinking that I’d left it too late but then, finally, the door opened.