Toothless X Hookfang Novels & Stories

I needed to bite him. I began to kiss and nibble on his neck, sinking my lips right against the thick column of his throat as I continued to ride him violently. "Ah... Larry, yes... kiss me there... ah!" Rowan moaned out, tilting his head back, begging for more. "Do whatever you want to me... take everything..." I couldn't control it anymore. A strange, sharp pressure filled my gums. I felt my teeth, my upper canines, suddenly elongating, turning into sharp, lethal fangs!

"Please. A phone with no signal, why don't you focus on performing well? Entertain us, and we'd make your life easier. Otherwise, if we were to beat the hell out of you, you wouldn't be able to go to hell looking pretty." Mr. Tooth Decay looked and sounded disgusting. As Lana stayed in place, not doing anything, he had lost his patience. He led his gang and charged toward Lana.

he raised his upper lip, revealing a three inch canine. “How can you—” “Might not have enough strength to shift but just enough to grow a tooth princess— I’d have asked you but given the fact you’re still in top shape and standing on two feet I’d guess you embarrassingly haven’t learnt how to shift yet, so I’m asking you this instead, you have to knock my tooth out!” I ran his plan over in my head, easily deciphering that he intended to use the tooth to pick the large lock of the shackles that bound our hands.

My teeth sink into the ear of the nearest rogue, a brown wolf with shaggy and extremely thick fur. It’s like biting into heavy wool yet it’s no match for my teeth. There’s a yelp of pain as the rogue tears away, shaking me loose. I slam into the wolf and hear the whoosh of wind being knocked from his lungs.

I yelped when I hit the dirt hard—so hard my teeth vibrated and I almost lost my grip on him. But Felix was struggling and instinctively rolled onto his back, trying to bring his back feet up to find my vulnerable belly. I had one, split second. As he intentionally rolled, his spine twisting to keep me rolling with him, I opened my jaws wide and turned my head in a flash, taking that eye-blink opportunity to close my teeth again—but on his throat this time. Humans and their movies always showed these moments—the hero closing teeth, tearing flesh and the enemy immediately immobilized, blood pouring down his chest as he stopped fighting and slumped to the earth.

It was as if I had acquired a piece of the night sky itself, crystallized into this exquisite form. But the transformation didn't stop there. I could feel something happening within my mouth, a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. As I ran my tongue over my teeth, I could sense the emergence of something sharp and potent. My canines were growing into fangs, and they were unlike anything I had ever seen. These fangs were a pristine, gleaming white, like polished ivory. They were not overly long but sharp and finely pointed. The way they curved inward gave them a subtle elegance, almost reminiscent of a carnivorous predator's teeth, designed for precision and power.

Unfortunately, this only made his condition worse. Usher growled louder. He clenched his jaws, feeling every muscle in Torin's neck tighten under his bite, urging him to sink his teeth deeper. Usher's jaws tightened. Blood poured more heavily between his teeth, filling the air with a sharp metallic smell. Torin tried to strike Usher with his claws, but his movements grew weaker, losing their power. Worse, every time he tried to lift his body to break free, Usher pressed down harder, ensuring that there was no room for him to escape.

then his leg swept mine and I slammed into the dirt. "Oops," he said, smirking. "That looked painful." My jaw clenched. Nira was growling low inside. 'You want me to shift and bite his leg off? Because I will.' "No," I muttered. The third round was Torren. He didn’t hold back. The first punch nearly dislocated my shoulder. The second caught my ribs. The third shoved me down hard. "This is the great Rowan Thorne?" Torren laughed, stepping back. "Thought Blueclaw heirs would have fangs. All I see is fluff."

he says his voice coming out as a whisper. "Look I've been nice but your pissing me off so now I'm going to be mean ok?" I say my voice going from sweet to cold. I go back to my table and take the pliers off the table and walking back to him I signal for Lorenzo to come over. I grab the guys jaw and open his mouth. "Hold his mouth open" I say looking up at Lorenzo which he nods too. I take the pliers and put on a tooth further back first, the guy try's to close his mouth but Lorenzo keeps it open. Once I got the tooth out I let go off the pliers letting them fall to the floor. Lorenzo steps back once he sees I no longer need him.

Feng Tiangang was also very depressed when he was scolded as soon as they met. He looked at the hook-nosed man and was really angry. When he was beaten before, the hook-nosed man had beaten him a lot. "Fuck, how dare you scold me?" Feng Tiangang flew into a rage and threw a bolt of lightning at him. Bang. The hook-nosed man was punched heavily and his nose immediately collapsed. "Ah! Fuck, you're courting death!"