Toothless Novels & Stories

Are you forgetting the fact that he bit you, threatened me and he can hear you so shut up and stop embarrassing us. "Thinking about me again?" He said snapping me out of my thoughts. "So, I was thinking that maybe we could go and get your clothes and stuff from your house and then go to the mall so you can buy stuff to decorate your room," he told me while smiling at the end. Gosh he has an amazing smile and his teeth are perfect and they- wait why am I talking about his teeth. Gosh Skylar you are so weird. "Thinking about me again princess?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

She must be tired or just haven’t had breakfast. There are cluttered plates at their sink as Tessa and Claire went into their dining area. The whole dining area seemed to depict a ransacked place caused by some band of thieves. Her parents are probably not at home. That reassured her, the thought that she doesn’t have to talk with anyone, just with Tessa. Tessa rightly went to the stove and looked picked some rice cakes for them and put it in a serving plate. It was a ground uncooked rice steamed with sweetened coconut filling.

You had to hand it to the man, he had a sharp eye. “That’s right,” said Flossie. “He’s got big, flat teeth for chomping on grass and leaves. Which is why it won’t be a quick bite and swallow, it’ll take time. Grinding and chomping and making your body nice and soft so he can get yo’ down. Might have to regurgitate yo’ a couple of times, yo’ look like yo’ might be a little chewy.”

After flushing it, I finished half of my Colgate toothpaste, brushed until my gums and tongue bled. Cookie, Cookie, Cookie, you are in trouble. I'll make you pay Ted Allen!

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.

How can it suddenly feel different after years of it feeling one way? I’ve always appreciated that he was an attractive male. He stands at a solid six foot two, his jet black hair is short on the sides but the top falls past his shoulders when its out. Today though, its pulled up into a bun. His jaw is chiselled and defined, coated in a light stubble. I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him clean shaven. He’s wearing a loose linen shirt, but his built form is still evident underneath it. His pants are tight, the ends tucked into his combat boots.

What a bunch of lazy tails. Thought that because they’d lived longer, they were always right. Ha. The reason they’d lived so long is that they didn’t have a single cojone between them. All talk, no teeth. Lou shut the eye without answering, and A.C. worked his mouth over his own teeth, feeling the flesh give way against the sharp spikes he worked so hard to cultivate. Sharper than broken coral, able to slice better than any sheared seashell, this was a set of choppers to be proud of. He wanted to put them to good use.

Jax said, tugging at the glittering pink nightmare still attached to his waist. “Oops,” Chelsea said, utterly unbothered. “Must’ve missed a line in the spell.” Gunner glared down at his rainbow-striped pack like it might combust from sheer will. “You did that on purpose.” “Prove it,” Chelsea grinned. Tora nearly choked on her own laugh. “No, no! Leave it! I love the accessory. It really brings out your eyes, babe.” “Mine smells like cinnamon and poor decisions,” Thorne growled, sniffing his.

I stifle the wheezes building in my throat and close my mouth tightly, my teeth snapping together so that soon my jaw hurts too. " Justoedith , what are you doing?" I hear him ask unexpectedly, not a single hint of agony in his voice, but quite shocked. I cut my lips, tasting my own blood after a couple of moments. Before long my whole body trembles wildly and I need to cry, scream in torment, but I don't; I stay down and press down on the man's hand, focusing on fully retaining his injury. It deals a ton of damage, but I'm not going to stop until it's protected, solid, and free of lone scratches.

"Too much sugar will make your teeth rot and nobody likes a guy with rotten teeth" TJ frowned, seeming to be in thought, then he asked, "Will baby not like me too?" Aito's brow twitched due to annoyance but he still answered. "Of course. I don't like boys with rotten teeth" "Then take it back" he said, quickly handing Aito the cookie. "I don't want my teeth to rot" Aito was stunned. Did TJ like him so much? What a cute sweet kid. Aito ruffled his dark hair and smiled. "Don't worry. You can have this last one okay?"