Pounding Novels & Stories

When the knocking ends, there is still a pounding sound on the other side of it. When my head pounds with pain again, I let a cry escape while squeazing my hands tighter over my ears. Without warning, the door creeks open, and the sound of the old hindges on it has my head feeling like it is going to explode. I glance up to find a concerned Rebecca staring down at me. She tries to say something, but each word she says rings unpleasantly in my ears, and I can't make out a single word she says.

Ruby’s Pov The knock came like a small, impossible sound at the back of my skull. I registered three hollow raps that somehow filled the whole house. It was late, that kind of late that constituted a loud silence and you heard everything and anything that occurred around you. I hesitated and took a long breath before the knock came again, firmer, like whoever was outside had all the nerve required to pull an entire neighborhood from sleep.

My heart pounded against my chest like a jackhammer, threatening to shatter my ribs, each beat felt like a scream, a primal roar that echoed through my veins. "Fuck!!! Fuck!! Fuck!!!" I slammed my palms against the steering wheel cursing under my breath as I remembered her giving me a call just a few hours ago, Ava don't do this to me please. You fucker you could have fucking picked her call, you could have fucking answered her damn call, my hands tightened on the steering wheel gripping it like a lifeline, my knuckles turning hella white

My heart hammered against my ribcage, the sound deafening in my ears. The second I stepped inside, I slammed the door shut behind me. Hard. The impact rattled the walls, the sound echoing through the vast, empty space like a gunshot in the dead of night. The heavy mahogany vibrated from the force, the hinges straining against the sudden violence. But it did nothing—absolutely nothing—to ease the storm brewing inside me. If anything, it only intensified the hurricane of emotions threatening to tear me apart from the inside out.

The stairs didn’t just rattle under the weight of the boots; they hummed with a low, heavy vibration that went straight through the soles of Elias’s shoes and settled in his shins. It was a rhythmic, industrial thud that felt less like men marching and more like a massive piston driving deep into the mud under the pier.

Ready to break the law again if I fell. I won't fall, I promised him silently. My heart hammered against my ribs—a frantic, painful rhythm. I won't let her leash me. The Master at Arms raised his hammer. It swung down. Impact. The bronze disk shuddered. The sound wasn't heard; it was felt. A pressure wave that slammed into my diaphragm before my ears registered the tone. It vibrated through my ribcage, buzzing in the marrow of my bones. The air rippled with the aftershock.

John POV My head was pounding intensely from the force of the impact, a sharp, relentless ache that seemed to reverberate through my skull. Suddenly, without warning, I was yanked out of my car with incredible force, the suddenness of the movement causing a dizzying rush that made the world spin around me.

023 Brianna Pounds It felt like the knocking was entirely inside my head at first. It began as a soft, rhythmic rap, only to grow persistent and sharp, intensifying the rhythmic thumping behind my eyes. Groaning, I fought back with a low mumble, as if that could somehow silence the chaos. My head ached with a dull, heavy pulse, and the knocking wouldn't stop. “Brianna,” a voice called softly.

His desk being flipped or thrown or destroyed. A sickening thud that sounded like bone hitting a hard surface. "THORNE!" I slammed both fists against the door. "Thorne‚ open up!" Another crash. Something hit the wall so hard the frame next to me rattled. "Thorne‚ please!" I pounded harder‚ my palms stinging from the impact. "You're going to hurt yourself! Open this door right now!"

The muscular giant rocked his hips, sliding in and out a few times before starting a rapid-fire pounding. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! "Mmm… ahh… ahh… so good!"