Scary Tooth Fairy Novels & Stories

I'm not melting for her - he replied, a little embarrassed - Did I ask for spoons, by chance? I looked at him, trying to make sure that was what he had said. Then I burst out laughing. - Damn, you got it all right, disqualified – I sat down on the arm of the chair again and touched Maria Lua's nose, who smiled – Today the tooth fairy will come, sunshine. - Tooth Fairy? Isn't that when you lose your tooth? he asked, arching an eyebrow.

Walter Hallas, a 26-year-old store clerk in Leeds, England, was so afraid of dentists that in 1979 he asked a friend to try to cure his toothache by knocking out the offending molar with a punch to the jaw. The punch caused him to fall down, hitting his hard, and he died of a fractured skull. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

Yan spoke and looked at the newborn fairy whose body instantly froze. The newborn fairy now has another person to fear: Yan. Although Yan isn’t a sly fox like Skye and Reyan, Yan is another type. That person who could freeze you in just a gaze… this is what the newborn fairy is feeling right now. These humans are not only troublesome. They are also scary! It thought, wanting to cry but had no tears.

Smoke escaped from my nostrils; the faires couldn't fly due to their trembling; they lay sitting in their piss. "Please!" the one on the left yelled. Pulling the speaking one up with one arm, he choked, returning to his original form of just a tiny fairy. "P-please. We will leave. We thought we smelled her." Venom dripped from my fangs, brushing the scar on my lip.

"You had a non-dragon mate that you rejected, didn't you?" Fafnir let out an aroused sounding moan, and hearing it coming through the phone was a little more than disturbing to say the least. "Oh boy did I ever. Scarlett. She was the fire fairy princess of our hemisphere. Drop dead gorgeous, curves like you wouldn't believe, long wavy blood red hair, sparkling orange eyes, the heart of a saint with the level of crazy that could keep a man happy in bed until his dying breath." "What ever happened between the two of you?"

"Well, Ohh, I didn’t really know, or I don't get to see it, because I made a tornado and blew it away before it was done changing" Davina sits frozen in her movement with a piece of candy halfway into her open mouth. Then she wrinkles her brows and throws the candy the last way into her mouth, chewing it. "Let me see. dancing and singing with weird little creatures at the beginning. Freddy and teen Wolf show up. Then you turn into a superhero and blow them away. Is that how it goes ?" "Well kind of, but it was only the werewolf present when I turned into a.. uhh superhero".

He created five fairies at once, each of a different color—a clear indication that he possessed abilities not even shared by many living creatures. “My little ones, I’ll give you tasks worthy of you!” she assigned specific tasks to the five fairies she had created. Upon hearing each task from their master, the fairies who received their missions immediately laughed joyfully. Their laughter was truly terrifying; that sound was not the voice of an ordinary fairy from a fairy tale. And their sharp teeth—those teeth could pierce human flesh with ease.

Lucian, leaning against the wall, whispered, “He is dying. She is actually killing him.” Good. Someone needed to. The pack continued watching me as I crossed the room. Their expressions were tangled between admiration and pure fear. One small child wearing a reindeer hat stared openly at me, tugging his mother’s sleeve. “Is she the snow fairy,” he whispered loudly. His mother shushed him, horrified. I bent down slightly. “What is a snow fairy?” The boy blinked at me. “You. Obviously.” “Ah,” I said. “A very wise statement.”

He opens his mouth and showed me the location of the tooth that has been removed. "Earlier. It was suddenly removed. There’s a lot of blood, Mommy. But I'm strong, I didn't cry!" I messed up his hair. "Put it under your pillow, you know a tooth fairy might visit you." "Can't we just have Bumblebee? The fairy is too feminine." I laughed. "What has Bumblebee got to do with your teeth? Maybe he's still rusty because of that." "Mommy." He pouted. From Reid's shoulder, I saw Wright standing with his hands on his pants. I averted my gaze and quickly returned my attention to Reid.

“The one about the lonely princess and the dragon who took her away.” “That one’s sad, honey. Let’s read something happier.” I reached for the book on my nightstand, a massive, leather-bound volume of classic fairy tales that I kept handy for nights like this. I opened it to a random page, settling on a story about a mischievous tooth fairy. My voice was soft and dramatic as I began to read. “...and the fairy, with a flick of her tiny tooth-shaped wand, transformed the hunter’s prize-winning hound into a perfect little frog...”