Characters With No Teeth Novels & Stories

I didn't know about his eyes but, he had nice straight well defined nose. And if he didn't do pink lips (because that's the act people where carrying out these days) then his lips whee nice. One wouldn't know if his teeth where broken, he had his mouth shut. Because most fine guys like this, when you see their teeth, you'd just hate them. He had his eyes glued to Tanachukwu throughout with a weird expression on his face, I thought he'd even talk to her.

Shada realized that the world she was living in was vast. "Instead of human blood, I drink animal blood." Demian explained with a grin that showed his rows of neat white teeth. However, his face was still handsome, even too handsome. At first glance, Shada was surprised that the man's teeth did not show long, sharp canines like some of the movies she had watched. "Then... where are your canines?" Shada pointed at her own teeth then pointed at Demian's mouth. "Oh, hahaha... my fangs only appear when I bite." Demian couldn't help but laugh.

In front of me were two muscle builders. Well not really. They have the looks but the scars on their faces made them look....well you know. Like a gangster. One of them was bald with a few scars on his body and face. He would have been handsome if it weren't for the few missing teeth. I wonder where his teeth are. And beside him is a brunette. He was very muscular. It's like 100% of his body is made out of muscles. He was also full of scars. One of them was connected to his lips making it look like his lips were sewn. Creepy.

I dare not ask Janus if he knows how Alpha Zared feels about me still being wolfless. My hair is now thick, shiny and wavy. I’ve developed all the desirable female curves. My body is toned after the many hours spent training with Janus, yet supple and soft due to the yoga. But all my beauty fades the moment I smile or speak; my mouth is still almost toothless. The few teeth I have are still discoloured and crooked. I will have an old ladies mouth until my wolf shows up and is strong enough to grant me new teeth.

Gritting my teeth, I swung the door open to be confronted by an angry looking male shifter. "What, Max? I'm tired and I just want to eat my weight in ice-cream and go to sleep." My eyes drank in his appearance, from the tight-fitting black t-shirt showing off his defined arms to the jeans that seemed to mould to all the right parts of his body. And here I was in my dancing donut pyjamas and fluffy bunny slippers. "You gonna ask me in?" For the first time he asked this question without a hint of the usual humour.

I spoke out with him pulling my lips open so I opened my mouth for him. His fingers went in, him running his fingers on my teeth. “ There was a little blood too. And …” I trailed away, remembering something else. “ I kinda fed off someone, not in that way me and you do it. I was just fighting and got carried away, ripped his neck with my teeth.” I fumbled out the words, them being muffled because of his hands in my mouth. He nod his head, his concentration high on my teeth. “ Your teeth are sharper. Your canines mostly.” The king said with my eyes wider.

Ayla said. “I will make the cooking snappy. I searched the whole bathroom, but couldn’t find my toothbrush; could you get me one from a nearby shop?” Charlotte said and gazed at Ayla’s face. “Alright, mum; where is your money?” Ayla said. “Ayla, I don’t have any money on me,” Charlotte said, and added raw spaghetti into the boiling water on the stove. “I think I have a little money on me; I will get the toothbrush for you,” Ayla said and gazed at Charlotte’s face. “Thank you very much, Ayla,” Charlotte said with a smile.

What is in her teeth? "Oh yeah. She is a rare breed just like Seb and Alex. Her teeth are poisonous. Not sorry I left that detail out", he finally informs me, an angry flash scalded my face. My breathing increases. I try to stand up again and falls on my kneel. I think I see her run to me, i sway to the left before she attempt to jump. I try to stand up but my legs keeps betraying me. Stand up, asshole or they would kill you. With the aid of the stick, I stand up and use the stick to hold me up. I have had enough.

His lips graze my knuckles. My attempt to pull away is useless. He keeps my hand pinned against his mouth, except now he bares his teeth. The terror of being bitten has me complying. Thankfully, I come away unscathed. This time.

After seeing the blood stain on his robe and the dried blood on the sides of his mouth, they all guessed something terrible had happened inside his mouth. His swollen cheeks can now have a self explanation why it is like that. Brenda was shivering and Laura for the first time since she stepped in, felt pity for her father. She didn't know that was what made her father looked so dejected. He had lost a few teeth, perhaps forcefully removed. Lukas wouldn't want to experience such torture of having his teeth pulled out with a plier, hence he came closer and kissed Fred Wilson's feet. Fred Wilson looked down at him with a smirk. He is confident that nothing would happen. He has lost his front te