Characters With No Teeth Novels & Stories

I stalked closer with the tool in my hand and smirk on my face. "I'm gonna do a lot of things, but first I'm gonna rip your teeth out." He looked scared at my words, his body jolting as I got closer. "No, no, no, no-" The man holding his head gripped him by the hair and pried his mouth open. I saw a clear view of his teeth, and couple missing from earlier. Blood seeped from the missing ones as some also seeped from his nose. I took my time…

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

She leaned into my side then started humming Jaws. "Not funny," I said through clenched teeth. She hummed louder. Great. A giant black-and-white blob freaking flew through the water at breakneck speed, stopping right in front of us, splashed with her giant-ass fin, then opened her mouth wide. Teeth. She had teeth. And so many of them. I got dizzy just thinking about them. Who cared if they're flat? They were still teeth, and it wasn't the teeth as much as it was the jaw that had me freaked.

"Did you really lose a tooth? Or did you just show up like Prince Valiant to rescue me and whisk me away on your noble steed?" His mouth twitched. "It's been many years since I owned a noble steed." "And I suppose your armor is a bit rusty?" "Yes, it is." She leaned toward him. "But you're still a hero." His smile, faint as it was, faded away completely. "No, I'm not. I really do need a dentist. See?" He lifted the corner of his mouth with a forefinger. There was a gap where his right canine should be. "When did you lose it?"

I start trying to tug at the weird and growl in frustration when all my hand does is go through it. The weird water lady walks through what looks like a barrier and I try to get away from her. The look on her face has changed and she no longer looks as nice as she did before. She stops before me and the smile she reveals stops me in my tracks. Something is wrong with her teeth. They look to perfectly square. But there are so many and they are so tiny.

The pair of golden teeth had become his trademark in the gang. “Yes, of course, Master Lee!” He clenched his teeth and looked around for a usable tool to extract his own teeth. He picked the bottle opener from the table and put it into his mouth without a second thought. Crack! He extracted his teeth like he would open a beer bottle, lifting the handle as the bottle opener pressed down on top of his gums, causing the teeth to pop upward and out of his mouth. Despite the pain, he covered his mouth tightly because Kaze said he did not want to see blood.

“Yes. But keep your voice down.” Beth quickly explained. “Ever since we found out Torrock had Tamera kidnapped, we've been working on a plan to get her back. This wasn’t how we intended to do it, but now that we’re here... we don’t have a choice.” ReNew lay still, eyes closed. Her heart pounded like a war drum. She was nervous, but if she had a chance to help Charlene, she had to stay calm. Then the room darkened. A towering figure entered—leathery skin, jagged horns, and a twisted, gaping mouth filled with sharp, yellowed teeth. The stench of sulfur and decay filled the air. Her heart nearly exploded out of her chest.

“ There's trouble on the mountains and unfortunately no one is home except for me and my colleagues. Thankfully, I wasn't home when Drake knocked out Charlotte's teeth. It was amusing the way Mia described and narrated the scenes to me. It felt so real as if I was there when it really transpired. “ She was really hurt. She lost a tooth and I feel pity for her." Mia added. A chuckle slipped through my lips when Mia told me everything. Mia eyed me with displeasure before looking down at her feet. I wasn't supposed to laugh but it was quite funny imagining Charlotte with a broken lip and tooth.

Standing beneath the tree was the "King." He didn't look like a king. He looked like a "Default Character"—the generic, featureless gray mannequin used by developers to test lighting and physics. He had no eyes, no nose, and no mouth, yet when he spoke, the very air of the city vibrated with authority.

CHARLOTTE With the blanket covering my bare chest firmly secured under my arms, I ran my tongue over my upper teeth and winced a little when my canines dug into the soft skin and left a cut. My new teeth were way too sharp to constantly be in my mouth, but I still hadn’t figured out a way to retract them. I slipped a hand into my mouth and ran my index finger over one, tracing it from the gum to the sharp point with fascination. The door opened, and I turned slightly to see Reigh approaching with a glass of water.