Scary Tooth Fairy Novels & Stories

Maybe I could save her life in the process. “Look, you . . . you have to get out of here,” I said through heavy breaths. “All of you. There’s a giant black wolf with red eyes roaming around, and as much as I hate you, I don’t want you to get hurt. You need to go. Now.” She scoffed. “Yeah, right. And the Boogeyman is hiding in my closet to catch the Tooth Fairy.” “I’m serious!” I exclaimed. “I just fought it! I’m on my way to warn Alpha Angus right now.”

Nora concluded in a silk undertone. Impressed by her good storytelling skills, the kids applauded her as they glued their vote stickers on the voting pad. However, amongst the other kids, some people weren't impressed—Gina Adams and minions. "Oh, PUURLEES. . . This is the lamest scary story in the history of lame scary stories," Gina jeered loudly, her tone wielding the usual amount of obnoxity.

*** "Haa...." A girl immediately covered her mouth with her hand as she yawned. "Stop it if you don't want to get into trouble." Darice whispered while elbowing her friend. "I'm so sleepy Haa." Ana yawned again at the end of the sentence. Darice glared. "Are you crazy? We're in Prof. Adams' class."

By night, I observed that she didn’t have time to breathe by handling both the pups, Alpha duties, and company work because I had seen Guido visiting her with a couple of files. “Papa…Papa!! Papa!!” There came both my pups, AKA monkeys, who lunged at me. It was a little hard compared to previous days, but I managed to carry both of them. “Papa, see!! My tooth.” Soleil spoke, showing me her broken tooth. Mamma said that I should place it underneath my pillow. The Tooth Fairy will visit while I sleep, replacing the lost tooth with a small payment." I made a mental note to do the work of the tooth fairy.

I held her at arm's length and looked her up and down. "Hmm, maybe you know where I can find my niece,” I said with a fake frown. “She looks a lot like you, but she isn't nearly as tall. And my niece is definitely cleaner." Spaghetti sauce streaked Avery’s face, and I was fairly sure that was glitter glue in her hair. Her shirt, and now mine, was covered in flour. I could just bet that her mom was eager for the little monster to start school in a couple months. "It's me, Aunt Sam! Mom and I made cookies!" Avery grinned proudly. "And I lost a tooth yesterday and the Tooth Fairy gave me a whole dollar! And Mom said that we can go to the store later and I can buy something, and..."

I wondered what else in fairy tales was not really a tale, but fact. I screamed for Jack to stop with every bit of air my lungs contained, filled them back up, and did it again. Eventually –and thankfully before he’d sank his teeth into her beautiful, perfect flesh- my screams penetrated his thick skull and he looked over at me. Seeing my terrified expression must have brought him back to his senses because he retracted his fangs with surprising speed and released his captive.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

she mumbled and answered the call. Before she could say anything, Shishir from the other side of the call said, “Happy New Year… I hope you liked my present to your fans. Oops! sorry I mean your puppet.” “What?” Scarlett was confused hearing him. “what is he talking about?” she wondered inside and before she could speak anything, Shishir gave a sinister laugh and disconnected the call. Scarlett was not able to understand him. As she was trying to figure out what he was saying she checked her post on Insta and a thunderbolt strike on her.

It was magical, a feeling like no other. But that day, I decided I could delay the death sentence for a bit and play with my victim.She slowly calmed herself down, her body no longer trembling, no sounds coming out of her pretty pouty lips.Meanwhile, I searched her room for something that could make the play even more entertaining, even more interesting.No one could tell me that this little vixen didn’t have any toys at her disposal. And so, after a few minutes of wandering around, I found them near her sink.Good little puppy, keeping her toys cleaned and in place.Slowly, I returned to her bed.

A dark thread stuck in the groove. This was it. The blade that ended Carlo. I slid it into my inner pocket when a voice echoed down the hall. "Signora? What are you doing here?" My chest seized. I turned—door already swinging. Zoya. Cream trench coat. Leaves stuck to the hem. Her face went white. Like she'd seen a ghost. "You?" she breathed. "Why are you here?" "Looking for something that belonged to Carlo." I didn't blink. Picked up the silver pocket watch from the desk. His.