Vampire Teeth Toy Novels & Stories

He seemed to be the one in a better condition than his friends, that is until she saw his other side no ear no arm. "We only want to have fun with you." Missing body parts said giving her a sadistic smile. "No." She started sounding bored. "It's not your choice." Gingerbread teeth said getting angry at her lack of fear. She heard vampire eyes trying to make away with her horse. As Gingerbread teeth reached out to hold her. Vampire's eyes screamed out holding with his good arm what was left of his right arm. Next to him was a huge white wolf that looked even taller than her horse with an arm in its mouth. it was obvious what had happened there.

Maybe I have something better. . . . . . 💿 Disc 2 Theme : Lessons . . I concentrate on my teeth willing my fangs to show themselves. In seconds they sprang from my mouth. I rapidly bite down on my finger; the sharp tooth smoothly pierced the skin. After a few drops went into the vile, the wound completely closed up. That's cool I thought giving Marcos his sample. "Be a good girl while I'm gone fat one" he said placing the tube back into his pocket "Bite me!" I spat

“What is it?” “Her teeth,” I say softly, convinced I’m imagining things. “Look at the girl’s teeth.” As Robert leans closer, I stare down at the obvious fangs in the girl’s mouth. “Young vampires, under the age of seven, have large fangs. They grow into them as the years pass. Tell me I’m seeing things because—” “It’s not a mistake,” Robert sounds shocked. They’re painted very clearly. The younger kid has his mouth closed, but the girl… There’s no denying it.”

I stifled the giggle at the way she referred to him and continued. “When he looks like a boy, his teeth are the same as yours and mine. Then, when he turns into a wolf, he has sharp teeth. Mine are like that. When I turn into a vampire, I still look like me, but I have sharp teeth. The only thing these teeth are good for is eating up all my broccoli.” I made a chomping action towards her arm and she giggled so loudly that we attracted several looks.

That was impossible, I had never seen a thick vampire in my life. I could feel the power he wielded where I was but I was too pissed to care or cower before him. His hand raised and I just stared at it. “ Is my knew toy asleep?” He asked. And before they could answer him I struck like a snake at night. My head shot up, my forehead fast to hit his then I moved back to spit all the blood and saliva that I had been collecting in my mouth. It was the greatest pleasure ever as my eyes stared into white eyes with blood red irises. I stared at him with such hate, spitting more saliva on him. It dripped down as my smile spread.

"You are now officially student of Vampire high, welcome to Vampire High. You're journey begins here." ~~~ I smiled as I opened the door of my room and almost gasped as I was exposed to a large room, as in too big! Living room, kitchen Then there are two more hallways. It's a house and not a room. The interior theme is black and the furniture theme is white. There are paintings hanging on the wall. "Roommate." I looked at the one who's spoken. I saw the woman leaning against a wall where I could pass. Long black hair that I think is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants.

The small black box sits heavily in my hand, its contents sending a shock through me. Two teeth—long, sharp, unmistakably canine—gleam against the velvet interior. My pulse pounds as I stare down at them, a cold chill spreading through me. Why on earth would Braden have these? My mind races, piecing together fragments of memories, rumors, and whispered warnings.

“Claws? Come off it. A blade could do the same.” “Blades leave edges,” Mara said sharply. “These were tears. Rents in the metal, like teeth had worried it. And the blood—” “Enough,” Cook Hilda snapped, pounding dough against the counter. “You’ll scare the girl.” Sophia, standing by the doorway with a basket of folded cloths, stiffened. They thought she wasn’t listening, but every word slipped under her skin. Claws. Teeth. Wolves.

I dodged gracefully, remembering Leon’s warning. No one touches you. But then a hand closed around my hip. I froze mid-movement. A cold shiver raced down my spine as I turned and saw red-glinting eyes and exposed fangs. A vampire. His grip tightened, pulling me closer. I loved that this man chose to be a vampire. Where did they buy these teeth and lenses that looked so real? My breath stuttered. Before I could speak, a growl rolled through the club, deep, animalistic, vibrating through the walls, through me.