Tooth Fairy Creepy Novels & Stories

I knelt too, and suddenly we were a tangled, giggling pile of arms and legs and happy tears. “Mommy Daddy! You guys came back!” she squealed, squeezing my neck so tight I could barely breathe. “Oh, my baby,” I whispered, pressing kisses into her hair that still smelled like Ava’s strawberry shampoo. “We missed you so, so much.” Jason’s big hand cupped the back of her head, his voice suspiciously thick. “Hey, princess. Look at you practically grew an inch while we were gone.” Annie pulled back just enough to beam at us, one front tooth conspicuously missing. “I lost a tooth! The Tooth Fairy gave me five whole dollars!”

I really appreciated it. When I was 5 years old, my cousin kissed me on the cheek. I thought I was pregnant, and cried to Linda that I was just a child and I couldn't afford to raise it. I couldn't remember what Linda said. I just remembered that she bought me a teddy bear, I ran home happily, and I didn't think about my "pregnancy" for a long time. When I was seven years old, I accidentally swallowed my first baby tooth, and I was scared and cried because I was worried that the tooth fairy would blame me. Linda gave me a cartoon toothbrush and told me to brush my teeth well, and the tooth fairy would forgive me.

I’m filing that one away for the day my own child asks me. Aunt Ava exhales in relief. I can’t help but smile. “Really?” Nova gasps, turning to me with shining eyes. “A fairy really visited you?” “Yes, sweetheart.” “Just like the tooth fairy?” “Exactly. Only instead of leaving money, the baby fairy left me with a baby.” Nova lets out a shriek so loud Nolan slaps his hands over his ears, groaning at the piercing sound. “That’s so cool!” she beams, grinning ear to ear. “So when I grow up, the baby fairy will visit me too, right?”

"Do you know Halloween? Uh, it's scary. They like to bite small children, but their teeth are toothless hihi." "Yuck, no." Faaza embraced herself as if she was frightened. Cheryl hugged Faaza. "So, Paja has to take care of your teeth, so they don't get damaged. Later it will be like a toothless Dracula." Cheryl showed herself and imagined herself a vampire with sharp teeth and glowing eyes. "Here is." Faaza bared her teeth at Cheryl. The girl examined the Faaza's teeth. "Hah." Faaza exhaled at Cheryl. The girl stroked her chest. Fortunately, she was still a child. She could not guarantee that if a significant person had eaten and exhaled like that, Cheryl could guarantee that she could pass

Did I have any sanity left? Right now, right this minute, I was sat in an animal shelter, with my closest friend who was witch… my other friend and boss, who was also a witch and it appeared that I worked with witches. I had so many more questions that I needed to ask, but I couldn’t, not with the… the… oh, God, not with the werewolves here… I didn’t know if that was an acknowledgement of acceptance or still doubt… I mean, is that part even true? If so, then what about others. I mentally started to think of childhood stories containing other beings, entities, non-human things. Are vampires real…? If they are, it’s a good job I love garlic. Are trolls real? What about… Unicorns? I may be 30,

The last time I came here she had a missing front tooth but now they've grown back. " Wow see who the tooth fairy blessed with a brand new tooth." I smiled as I squeezed her cheek. The older ones surrounded me as I stood up with Mimi in my arms. " Who is that lady?" One of the older kids asked as he pointed toward Rena. Oh someone just found his crush. " That's Rena, my friend,." I said to them as Rena gave them a friendly wave. " Hi, I'm Charles." He said as he brought his chest out wanting to appear stronger I couldn't help but chuckle. Rena took his hand and his face turned red. Oh my gosh, he was so cute.

“They don’t look like humans. They look like creepy witches with the green hairs, no toes, and the attire” “Exactly. initially I thought maybe it was some costume party but when I noticed the toe I was completely horrified” “Alice I don’t think your house is safe. You need to get out of there" “I can’t do that. This will raise suspicion. When are we meeting the fortune teller? Maybe we can show them this picture and can know something” As Ethan was about to type he received a new chat request from another customer order “I will talk to you later Alice. There is a new order request”

'Welp, I think I'll pop you two some corn,' Taissa answered, then added firmly, 'after which you'll go to bed to dream of the Tooth Fairy. 'Meh, tell me something I don't know,' Naima said. 'I rather like the popcorn idea.' 'And, Mommy, you forgot, we wanna watch—' 'Ah, yeah, right, I almost forgot. Your pink dinosaur show.' Taissa rolled her eyes and both kids chuckled. It was nonsense if you asked her. She didn't see the point of watching a pink T.rex do unnecessary things with kids on the TV. But then what did she expect, they were kids after all.

I shout finishing my little rant, he stands there looking at the ground for a second, but before I knew it I'm grabbed and held down against the wall. "I don't like when people talk like that to me doll, it really angers me, I know Tammy kept putting weird stories in your head so much that you're starting to believe them but ,I'm not the bad guy" he starts, looking at me evilly in the eye while I look terrified back at him, I go to speak but he holds his finger to my lips "you don't have to say anything doll, I'm not gonna be here today so ink will be here with you" he explains tucking a piece of hair behind my ear smiling, this guy is literally insane! He sends me one more smile before turn

“It will be just like old times.” “I have missed those times,” he said quietly. “Me too.” My light drifted over the walls, the moving shadows making the grotesque carvings seem to breathe. Amongst the crawling insects I saw little fingers and hands, the veins in a gossamer wing. Fairies. The little ones watched us without fear, keeping to the shadow but more due to an aversion to the light than concern over our presence. Nocturnal fairies roosting for the day, woken by our passage through their nests.