Toothless X Hookfang Novels & Stories

“How dare you, she-wolf?!” Robbie snarls, pulling his head back by grabbing harshly on his hair. Before anyone could blink, Tess let out a loud feral growl and slashed his face with her claw, and her other claw slashed his genitals, effectively ripping off his dick. He howls in agony while Dean, Robbie, and I wince and grimace at the bloody sight.

Phobos complains while brushing Tadeas's locks with his fingers seeking to detangle any knots along the way. I snarl unveiling my teeth at him displaying my dislike of his words and he does the same with me not pleased with my carelessness earlier on. Tadeas keenly observes his father with interested eyes only to turn back towards me and curl his lips just to flash his toothless gums at me accompanied by a growl that he strives hard to get out of his chest.

Clara paused for a moment before turning to Mason, her voice clear and cruel. "You like to play games, don't you, Mr. Sanders? You think it's fun to watch people struggle in cages, don't you?" Mason shuddered and shook his head frantically. "No, no! Rebecca made me do all of that! She forced me! I never wanted to!" "Hush." Clara raised a finger to her lips and cut him off. "Mr. White spent five years in the underground fighting ring. He broke seven ribs, lost four teeth, was injected with drugs, and was displayed like a zoo animal while people bet on him."

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He brushed a soft kiss against my forehead, lingering there as if savoring the moment. A fleeting surge of confidence shot through me and without thinking, i leaned on my tippy toes before pressing a small kiss to his cheek. As my lips brushed against his cheek, something in Xeros shifted, as though a floodgate had been unlocked. His grip tightened around me, his body tensing, and I could see the raw desire igniting in his eyes—a look that sent a thrill through my whole being. It was primal, intense, a barely controlled hunger that radiated off him in waves.

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

"When you left, I had to make adjustments, settle so to say." "Excuse me?" Twyla snaps. "Settle? You’re not referring to settling…for me, are you?" Wait? What? Cato and Twyla? “Because this means nothing if you didn’t mean it,” she steps out from behind me to stand in clear view of me and Levi. Her face is blank as she lifts up the hem of her shirt to reveal a bite mark along her side. The top set of teeth on her stomach while the bottom set of canines wrap around the flank of her body to mark her back. The wound is still bloody and an angry red. Is it infected?

White, claws fully extended and ready to fight. “You just had to say something,” Janea sighed. Mrs. White broke into a full sprint and tackled me into the back wall. She punched me square in the face with such speed that I didn't even see her strike. She followed up with a ferocious right hook and then a kick to the stomach that made me double over in pain.

he lifted his lips and scrunched his face, and if that would make the fangs vanish. I laughed… “I should have recorded this one,” I joked, and he funnily stretched his lips. “You are an asshole,” he sighed, making yet another funny face, “But we already knew that…” “Man! Stop moving your lips like that… you`ve got fangs, not a stroke…” I said, and he flipped me the bird. “The fuck!” he said when he noticed the long claws he had for nails… “Roger!” Angie ran towards us, I midlinked her, even when he didn`t want to bother her.

he murmured against her lips. "And you are my Fang," she whispered back. Their kiss deepened, slow and filthy, teeth clashing, breaths growing heavy. Link pressed her against the stone wall of the yard, his body caging hers. His hands roamed, familiar and firm, claiming every curve he knew so well. Lilly moaned softly into his mouth, her legs parting instinctively to press closer. "If you keep this up, you won't be leaving today." "Maybe I need one more taste before I go," he rasped, his lips trailing down her neck, teeth scraping possessively.