Knock Stories

Max: Tul I know I should have been a better man, strong enough to make you feel safe with me. I could have done more for you... I know I can't go back now, So I'm asking now Tul, is it too late for us? Tul: actually I wasn't that good too. I thought a time alone was what we needed, but instead, we just get hurt even more. I still don't know if this is the best for us. How would Max and Tul relationship turn out after being separate for three years!? Will their friendship remain the same or will it turn to something else?

❝ The tentacles spoke to me, asked what I wanted to be. To be weak, I said, to be flawed, vulnerable. To perceive weakness in others not to exploit but to protect. To be a guide, to be a teacher ❞ Our sensei was different than the others. He wasn't human. He was a threat to human kind. Yet, he wanted to teach our class, the students who had no future. They gave us till graduation to kill our sensei. And we had succeeded. But he had slipped into our hearts and implanted memories into our minds. We shall never forget him... We are the class who had lost their teacher because we were forced to end him. We are the class who couldn't stay in Japan and had to leave. We are the class who now study in Thailand. We are the class that may seem ordinary, but if you'd look closely, you'd see that we are assassins. We are the class that graduated from the Assassination Classroom. We are Class E.

Priscilla gold feels no emotions, love is like a play thing to her she don't love and she is scared of it

"Let's go to the beach," Korn said. It seemed like a simple plan. Take a few days off, enjoy the beach and spend some quality alone time together. But it wouldn't be a vacation from hell if everything went as planned. _____________________________ This is a fairly fluff story. I know it's called vacation from hell, but it's really only a lot of bad luck. This will not have mature content (no sexy time, sorry). There is a lot of swearing.

I am a Vinnish woman who loves the sea. I am asleep. I am cast into the Cosmic Waves of my dream. When I awake, where am I swept off to? Where does my fate lie? In Vinland, or in the arms of a mysterious man whom all memories are presently lost?

Plern Pleng is back again but this time she has a little help with magic. Will she succeed in breaking Korn and Knock apart or will her plans turn to fairy dust? Find out in my one shot Can You See My Heart.

A knock on his door is more worrisome than originally imagined.

While wavering in and out of sleep, the german princess, Eleanora Henrik, finally starts to find sleep around midnight when she is awaken by a frantic knocking on her door. After granting permission to enter, she is shocked to see Calus, the kitchen boy on the other side. With only the echoes of her brother's code words and a whim, she must chose to either take the boys hand, or scream at the top of her lungs for help. All the while not knowing the dangers that lurk behind her door... Last short story from school~ I feel more confident about this one and I used it in an application, but then I saw an error.. and I just... /*sigh*/ Anyways!! If there are any other grammar, structure, or other issues I can't name at the top of my head please let a meh know! Like usual, I really appreciate feed back so pretty please with a cherry on top don't hold back and be as blunt as you want xD. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy~

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A house near a grave yard. Cold, windy, chill winter nights up on the hills. Half empty land and houses scattered. Nights when road is empty. Silence broken by bells or chants when someone is buried late evenings. Glowing embers and smoke and fog. Add to it black shrouded people. Alone in a big 3 bed room apartment - top floor completely rented by me with a large balcony overlooking the grave yard and the vast hilly land beyond with its eerie landscape of trees standing amidst shrubs which were mostly cactus like and added to the eeriness. Then came the bats inside the closed and locked house. Eerie whistling noises and weird sounds. Then came the knocks in the door on the nights....

This isn't your ordinary joke.