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She didn't want to believe he would stoop that low. She pushed her legs forward and knocked on his door twice. Her knock was met with silence and no response. She knocked again for the third time but still no response. She decided to open the door herself and she held the door knob before she pushed the door slowly which made a creaking sound clashing against the silence.

I'll do it. *knock knock knock* we both snap our eyes to the door, Se is pressed against in confusion. Who the hell would be knocking on this door right now?

He looked straight to her eyes again. She averted her eyes from him as if she was anxious to see him. "S-Sorry, wrong unit." She turned away as if she was in a hurry and because of what she did, her left arm hit the doorknob and the double lock real hard. The impact created a loud sound which made him grimace. Ouch, that surely hurts! The double lock fell off and the doorknob broke. A big bruise will appear on her arm, he’s sure of that. Knoxx frowned and was about to approach the woman but she ran away.

I almost yelled while childishly stomping my feet, making him cover my mouth with his hands again. As I struggled to speak, we hear a knock on my door. Ha food comes to my rescue again. Suck on that..super-hot legal murderer.

‘Knock’ Knock’ A soft knock echoed twice on Camila’s room door while she lazily stormed up from the bed and strolled to the door. She pulled it open and leaned on the door. In front of her was her worst nightmare: a man standing there with a well-equipped shotgun in his hands. Camila gulped and looked away.

But I couldn’t Not with the photo on the table Not with his confession trapped in the air Not with the pen still between us I reached for the paper again He watched me with the kind of fear people have when they know everything could end in one second I pressed the pen down The ink touched the page Then came the knock A loud sharp knock at the door that made both of us jump Marcus turned toward it But I held his wrist “Don’t open it” I said I didn’t know why I just knew the knock didn’t feel right He looked at the door Then at me The knock came again Harder “Who is that?” he whispered I shook my head “I don’t know” The third knock wasn’t a knock It was a bang

“Bring her to the altar.” The lamps flared once and went dark again. Somewhere inside the walls, something began to knock. Three times. Slow. Waiting.

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.”

And then— Bang. Bang. Bang. Three impatient knocks from behind the door. “What was that?” Ronan confused. I froze. ...It‘s Luc!

she whispered. A single knock came from the front door. One. Two. Then silence. Lorenzo exhaled slowly, his fingers twitching toward his gun. “Get ready.” The knock came again—harder this time. Then the handle turned.