Human Toothless Novels & Stories

Chapter 46 She gnashed her teeth and her two-molecular tooth popped out that Ethan sensed her uneasiness. “You want to check underneath me? I bet you won't come out alive.” She said, letting out a devilish smile. “Probably, you are not aware that I'm the strongest men of the valour, and I'm never afraid to go beyond trying. Hey, I also lick plates that are well cleaned and shaved. “ He said, and Musk cursed within his mind, “bastard.”

Beth gritted her teeth so hard that it was a miracle that didn't fall off. "Don't grind your teeth so much. How will he kiss your toothless mouth then? You are just giving him another chance to cheat." Zayn hit the nerve again. "I can't believe I have to be found out in that state by this bastard." Beth murmured and Zayn's mouth split into a satisfactory grin.

he spoke incoherently. There they go again. I thought he was another tough lad but I guess he was all bluff. “You don't promise my wife to take her from me, that's a capital sin,” I barked, my nose flared as I swiftly opened his mouth and the plier clung to his incisor sharply, uprooting it from its base. His scream filled the room — a satisfying one— like a song to my ear — sweet, filling. I stomped my foot, my breathing ragged while bringing my hands to my face, I examined the tooth. “Dirty.” A loud sound from Charles’ phone on the table had disrupted the moment.

He had brown eyes and dirty blond hair that was messy and greasy. When I didn’t speak he smiled, his teeth were crooked and clearly unbrushed. His breath reeked of a kill and I nearly gagged. Even for a rogue in the wilderness I knew taking care of my teeth was very important. How would I eat without them? I’d perfected making my own toothbrushes and making a paste just like all the other things I had to create from the wild. “I’m Rusty, the Beta of Venom. How lucky are you,” he said, leaning in to kiss my cheek.

The other figure’s hand brought a mallet into shot. The camera pushed in to a close up of the guy’s open mouth and throat. The mallet struck the chisel on his front tooth, with such swift force, that the tooth was not only knocked out of its gum, it embedded itself in the lining of the guy’s throat. The guy choked and yelled in agony, his throat going into spasms. The figures continued to knock his teeth out, angling the chisel with such precision, and striking it with such power, that each of the teeth was driven into a different part of the guy’s throat. When they were done the whole of his gullet was raw and torn and lined with teeth.

No way in hell was I not going to take offense to him calling me that even if he didn't outright say it. I wasn't really pissed about the fact that he lied to me about the number of items he slipped into the bleached guy's pocket or that he doesn't trust me but the fact that he insulted my character by calling me a blabbermouth was vexing. I wouldn't be in the position I was now by being loose-lipped, then he would have found out that I had gone back to do a thorough check-up on Dickson - though bleached guy suited him better - after we had initially left and found out he had also slipped in EULS device which the master had ordered me to leave.

His body was centimeters away from mine, his hand on the door next to my face. “Call me, Nick.” He smiled and seemed to relax. “Although, Mr. Thorn from your lips does sound very sexy.” “You do realise there is an unbalance here again?” I pointed out. He tilted his head. “You said you would sweeten the deal after the dance, that got interrupted. Now because of that interruption I am stood here in front of you unmasked and here you are still masked.” “That is very true.” His smile this time was accompanied by a devilish look in his eyes. “How about we correct all of that now?”

"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?"

The Mouth existed as a pure expression of hunger, and hunger did not respect geography. It was a perfect circle of absolute nothing, ringed with teeth made from the fossilized screams of seventeen dead universes. Each tooth was a civilization's final moment, compressed into enamel. The sound it produced was not a roar but a silence so aggressive it felt like being punched in the soul.

A teeth flew out the corner of her mouth and she swallowed blood. *She knew better than to make a sound the next time the whip landed, only gave a muffled groan that was barely heard over the obscenities yelled. She waited silently until they were done and gone before stretching out a hand and finding her single tooth in the grimy floor. Taking a deep breath, she pressed the root of her tooth sharply and forcefully back into her still pulsing gum. Her wolf surfaced long enough to enhance the healing of the uprooted tooth before sliding back into unconsciousness. Adrienne leaned tiredly against her constraints and her head lolled forward. A lone tear slipped out of her eye and vanished into t