When Love Comes Knocking Novels & Stories

Knock! “Toni’s here,” she whispered. How could she tell it was him by hearing someone knock on the door? She has only been here a couple of days and she knew. It gave me hope that our parents were right in choosing her for me.

I stumbled toward the parking lot, the cold rain mixing with my tears. Ten years of marriage, of blood, sweat, and humiliation. When I got that money tomorrow, it would all finally be over, wouldn't it? I yanked open my car door, started the engine in the downpour, and sped recklessly away from the estate. At a sharp turn just outside the gates, my vision blurred by tears, I didn't see the road clearly. The car spun out of control and crashed into the guardrail. The hood crumpled, and the windshield spiderwebbed with cracks.

The howling wind, the crashing thunder—each time, it felt like the sky wanted to steal someone I loved. And I knew, deep down, that part of the reason I lost that child was because of Callum. My eyes filled with tears. I clenched my jaw and, without warning, slapped him hard across the face. "You still dare bring up that baby?" My voice shook. "Callum, do you think I don't hate you enough already?" He didn't argue. Just stood there, head bowed, his hand pressed to his cheek, letting me vent everything. The more I looked at him, the angrier I became. I grabbed the teacup beside me and hurled it.

He was wearing his grim reaper cloack and a formal attire underneath. Shane's ears burned bright red while staring at Mara's mismatched eyes. He secretly pinched himself. "Knock! Knock!" He said and Mara chuckled. "Who's there?" She said. She knows about this modern joke. Shane's face burned brighter. He didn't mean it as a joke. He flicked Mara's forehead and then leaned closer to her. "It's Death, on your doorstep," He said and then planted a kiss on her forehead. "It's Death, on your doorstep, who?" Mara asked.

he smiled sweetly at the guy and left while still waving his hand. THE noise was all normal for Joseff, he didn't mind it all. As if he will ever give a damn care unless they physically disturb him, that would be chaos for sure and his classmates are all aware of that so no one dared to do so. But later that moment, a loud bang of something hit his table. And the room was filled with silence, small gasps, and a curious look.

She blinked thrice, trying to hide her emotions, then said, “I like you. But I’m too scared to have a thing with you. I am not in your class. Don’t you see? We are from a different world. I don’t want to have a horrible experience again!” George knelt before her unashamedly in the presence of others who also came to the private bar to have quiet time with their loved ones. “Please, don’t say no. I am different from them. Love has no classes when it’s real. I’m begging for just a chance to prove what I feel for you. Please, Nasha.” Nasha turned away from him, sobbing, then other lovers seated at the bar began to say, “Say yes to this gentleman, please. Please…”

Unfortunately, this ball at the castle was going to be her last… I blew out a ragged breath, ineptly trying to zip the back of my dress. Unfortunately, my hands were trembling a bit too much. I fisted my hands, trying to calm down, when I heard the knock on my door. "Come in!" I called out absentmindedly, continuing my zipper struggle.

And no matter what happens, I cannot fall in love. Love is for the weak. *** A knock came on my door at precisely eight o'clock in the morning. Punctual— I like that. "Hi!" I greeted him. He looks relaxed and clean after his shower. The leather loafers were a nice touch with his dark blue collared shirt and grey linen walking shorts. "Good morning. Are you ready or do you need a few minutes?" "I'm just going to grab my purse and we can go. Give me a second."

he responded without glancing up at Adrian. “Come on man, we both know she can save your pretty ass from all this bullshit rules, she loves you Noah—” “Look, it doesn't matter wether or not she loves me, we aren't a match for fuck sake adrian, I do not have what she wants from me” “Everyone deserves a second chance at love Noah, yes vera made a mistake but she's sorry and changed and wants you back, can't you get that into your thick skull?”

He thought she would wait patiently while he fixed all the problems, then obediently become his bride. In the days Bethany was gone, the memory that kept coming back was the day she held a guitar and stood outside the boys’ dorm, singing “Love Leaves No Choice.” It had rained so hard that day. How had he been so cruel to let her stand in the rain all night long? Sometimes, people could be utterly foolish. They only realized what was truly valuable after they lost it completely. If he could do it over, he would cherish Bethany and never let her cry again.