Scary Tooth Fairy Novels & Stories

“That beast… Is… Bad…” Darrion frowned. Regarding the creature harassing Jai and the others, he wasn’t thinking of anything more than a ordinary monster. Frightening it might be, because he heard their scream. But for some reason, looking at the hesitant face of the fairy, Darrion had a feeling it was more than that. “What is it? Is it that scary?” The purple fairy looked at him, hesitation was clear. It shook its head. “We are not scared. But… It’s demonic… It’s not good!” The fairy hugged its own body.

I decided to ignore them. Finally, I was struck by an accident that I still remember to this day. The memory comes in the form of a scary nightmare. At that time, I was only 13 years old when a woman tried to touch me.

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"So you are saying that the tooth fairy is going to visit me?!" A little girl asked Charlie. Her blonde hair was put into pigtails and she was wearing two pink ribbons on each of the tails. She was grinning so widely, so happy, that she showed off her teeth with a missing tooth. She's not from my daycare, that's for sure. "YUP!" Charlie beamed happily as he wiggles, yes wiggles, his butt. "And I bet that she's going to leave a gift!"

she said, reaching out to grab one. “No!” I said harshly, pulling her hand away. She whipped her head round to face me, and I was shocked to see that she was baring her teeth at me in what could only be described as a snarl. I quickly jumped back with my hands in the air, afraid that she was going to launch herself at me at any moment. “I’m sorry if I scared you,” I said quickly, “but toadstools are extremely poisonous.” As quickly as it had appeared, the expression on her face fell away and the sweet little smiley girl was back again.

There were so many more a centaur with stalls for each one, three little elves, vampires, witches, even a pool in the back for the mermaids. You could agree that it wasn’t the best looking but if It could hold all of us then it has to have some type of magic in it. I took a big deep breath out not noticing that I was holding it, looking back at Daisy I saw how her silky black hair was all over the place. Likewise, I took my hand out combing it with my hands indicating to her about her hair she looked at me with shock a Scooby-Doo face. She quickly grabbed my hand away from her hair and put it down in my lap rumbling in her hand purse then pulling out a hot pink comb to match her purse.

Xavier joked. "According to my grandfather, a month after the boy's death, students started missing. They were all found dead in the woods a week or two after. They dubbed the serial killer as Sunnyville Reaper. And, from what my grandfather told me, your parents are one of those kids who bullied him." The student said before leaving. Even Xavier who always care less about anything around him fell silent. He could never imagine that his mother would be involved in something so dark like that.

And from that little comment, he decided to go one step further and dress up as a scarecrow for Halloween, sitting in a chair by our door, reading his book with a huge bowl of candy on a small table next to him. As Travis had suspected, what scares people can sometimes be the simplest. In this case, all he has to do is suddenly raise his head from his book and say "Happy Halloween!" with his trademark happy eyes, and the neighborhood kids run away screaming. About half an hour and several screams later, Travis walks in carrying his book, his chair, and an empty bowl. "That was fun," he says cheerfully. "For you or them? Because I'm pretty sure the little pink fairy princess will have to chan

"Sei please talk to me . I can't see you crying like that . I will kill that bastard tomorrow so don't worry ." "No! Don't do anything to him . You will be taken to the court ." "Then tell me about it . I will listen as long as you tell me ." "You won't believe me ." "I will believe everything you say , you just say it . " "Well you see I have the fairy mother's blessings in my voice . " "What!? " "Yes the fairy godmother blessed my voice when I was seven years old . " "You are saying the fairies exist ?" " They do . Do you not believe me ?"