Characters With No Teeth Novels & Stories

Kayden’s forearm tenses, and he grabs Damon’s face for leverage before pulling out one of his teeth. A deafening scream erupts into the cellar around us. “Oh, quit whining,” Kayden grumbles with an eye-roll. “Fucking baby.” My eyes take in the sight of Damon’s tooth falling to the floor beside his feet and more blood trailing off his chin onto his bare chest. “Ahh,” Kayden grimaces as he inspects his mouth. “You really need to floss better. Your teeth are nasty.” He wastes no time in latching onto another tooth and ripping it from his gums. He screams louder than the first time.

Charlie sneered disdainfully as he looked at Dean's horrified expression. "I told you that your mouth stinks, but you got mad at me. Look at you! You've never liked brushing your teeth since you were a kid, huh? You're dirtier and lazier now. Come, let me teach you how to brush your stinky mouth!" Charlie grabbed the toilet brush at his side, pried Dean's mouth open with his other hand, and stuffed the dirty brush right into his mouth.

"I'm going to take his teeth if he tries." "He said he'd bite me and make it to where I wouldn't want to defend my stuff from him," he cried and trembled against my body. "Don't keep him." I purred at him then looked at Mushu, snatching him from Charles. Mushu yelped and looked at me with wide eyes in shock as I held him tightly and forced his mouth out with my hand, ripping a few of his teeth out. Mushu started trembling in pain and cried out, wailing from the loss of his teeth as I went for another one. Toma slipped his head deep into my shirt and curled up tightly to me. I paused and looked at Toma.

The portrait was as perfect as the queen it was commissioned for. I let out a loud grunt of anger while looking at it. I would never be that perfect, I was too damaged. My body was horribly scarred, my resolve was being slowly chipped away, every single day, and now my teeth had even suffered, they we're supposed to be the strongest part of your body, and mine was taken out by a mere punch to the face.

It felt like my body didn’t belong to me anymore. “W-who are you?” I gasped, watching her peel off the dark wig to reveal a bald head; clumps of long hair stuck all around. She reached for her mouth, and then, I heard clattering. All of her teeth fell off, revealing jagged, shark-like fangs.

“Shut up, I said shut up, otherwise I’ll snap this twig of a neck before you even know it.” The one who said that to the woman, was a tall man, wearing a hood that obscured his facial features. His dark red lips moved revealing his pearl white teeth, that glistened in the dark. His mouth had two teeth that looked like fangs, extending from the upper jaw to the lower jaw. At other times, the teeth would appear short, while at other times, they would appear long, just like they were at that time.

What could he possibly spend it on. "Meaning what?" He crossed sinewed forearms over his chest. Making the muscles under shirt bulge. "You always work late, you care too much about being innocuous, you have no social skills. You clearly don't have much of a life." He tipped his head back and laughed at that. Revealing perfect, square teeth. Teeth which I couldn't recall ever seeing before. Did he ever smile at Chase & Walker? Nope. Don't think so. I decided.