Invisible Line Teeth Novels & Stories

She cried out, fighting back tears. Tessa was irritated by her expressionless face as she gazed at Cora, wondering if she was made of ice. "What if I told you that I damaged the device while removing it from your teeth?" "What?!"

Lincoln gritted his teeth, he felt something was draining him, he was losing energy at that point. "Fuck.." he cursed under his breath as he gritted his teeth and gripped the table before him harder, the veins in his hand popped up due to the straight he emitted. His dark jet-black hair fell on his face, making him look like a devil in distress, he had a pained expression. He bit his lower lip and blood slowly trails down from his lip to his jaw and he used his tongue to lick every bit of it. His eyes turned completely red as he savored his own blood.

I couldn't make a single mistake, our live are at stake. I sighed deeply loosening my grip on Tutti. Looking at her, I knew I had to result on my last option even it wasn't the right time for it. I opened my mouth and reached for one of the molar on my left maxilla. I moaned silently in pain. Tutti watched me with curiosity. "Get me a small rock." I ordered her once I succeeded on pulling the tooth out. I used a twig to take out the small tick tack like device inside. I pressed the thing with my thumb and pointer. It glowed a faint red over the sunlight: it was working.

The next second, his kiss fell on my lips and his tongue was about to invade. I quickly pushed the man away and covered my mouth with my hands. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet," I said awkwardly. "Alright." Patrick seemed to be defeated by me. He felt wronged and let go of me. I got up and went to the bathroom. There was a set of brand-new dental appliances in the bathroom. They were pink. They were the same as the blue ones beside them, which Patrick had used just now. When I saw them, I couldn't help but smile.

He looked like a biker even though he wore a thousand-dollar suit. I ran my tongue over my flat teeth. Shit! I squeezed my jaw, trying to make them drop. I peeked at the table of Council members remembering Kaniji saying I didn't even know how to retract my teeth. Remembering pissed me off, and Tony was doing something behind my back pissed me off more. That did it! My teeth dropped. I ran my tongue over them happily.

Roxanne sighed inwardly, but still, she answered Mavie's queries like a pro. "When you form your mouth into a shape of O, your teeth won't disappear inside your mouth, but the lips and inside cheeks, along with your tongue, will cover them. Try it with your finger, one at first, then two and three. If you feel your teeth grazing on your fingers' skin, you're doing it wrong." Mavie did try just as Roxanne suggested. "I got it! I got it! Okay, thanks!" Mavie exclaimed. Roxanne continued.

"Oh, and then there's the fact that I'm still chained for some reason, even though you have a key. Who the fuck sleeps in chains?" Jin ignored me and proceeded to sit on the only chair available in the room, crossing one leg on top of the other. I scoffed, tilting my head away from him. But then out of curiosity, I was forced to ask. "Who were you talking to just now and how were you able to talk to them?" He blinked at me at first before he pointed at his teeth. “That was my assistant and I was talking to him through this…” I gawked at him in confusion until I saw a tiny, almost unnoticeable, blinking red light on one of his teeth.

The smell of burned flesh and a small puff of smoke drifted from my thumb. “What the hell is that?” Toya walked over and looked at my thumb, phone still recording in my hand. “Silver.” Rowan and I answered at the same time. “Why is there silver in his mouth?” I grabbed his chin, keeping my fingers away from the dribble of saliva, and cracked his jaw open. “Rowan, use your cellphone and shine it into here.” I looked into his mouth once the light was on and I could see the shattered remains of all his molars. Silver was burning trails into the flesh of his mouth. “He had fake teeth implanted with liquid silver.”

I said. "This is you, but a better version." From the salon, Adrian took me to the dentist. The dental clinic was on the fifth floor of a fancy office building. "Open your mouth," said the dentist, a middle-aged woman with thick glasses. I obeyed. She examined my teeth one by one. "Your teeth are yellow from too much coffee and tea. There's a little tartar in the back. Three small cavities that need filling, and your front teeth are slightly protruding."

He shook his head. He finished brushing his teeth. He spit the foam in the sink and cleaned his toothbrush. He put his brush in the cup where I usually place my toothbrush. I just realized that we have a matching toothbrush, his is white and mine is black, obviously. He grabbed my mouthwash and gargle. He turned around and shows me his teeth. They are a white as it is. He proudly shows a two thumbs up on me.