What If Hiccup Killed Toothless Novels & Stories

Teeth clamped down around my neck. That was it, then. I squeezed my eyes shut and thought of Caleb, waiting for the inevitable crunch of teeth through bone and tissue that would end my life. It didn’t come. I peeked out of one eye. Alpha Liam was wrenched off me. The teeth were ripped away, cleaving deep scores into my skin. It hurt like hell – but I was alive. I spun around, looking for my saviour – and saw Harley swiping her claws at Alpha Liam. She’d come out of her hiding spot just in time. Thank fuck.

“That’s so cool. You think she’s still alive?” There was no response. “She’s just cooling off.” Still nothing. “You think she hyperventilated herself to death?” Silence. “I hope she doesn’t have a fear of dead people.” Fear of dead people, he thought. Ha! Good one. He laughed thinking of Freckles, battered and bruised and bloodied, huddled up next to Tits. His phone buzzed, then. A text. From Teeth. DINNER? it said.

Joshua sighed, "So, these are not suitable. It seems that there is only one left then.” "What?" Hazel asked curiously. "Darling." Joshua leaned down and kissed her lips. His familiar and lingering kiss made Hazel's body go weak. But she suddenly pushed him away, "Joshua, I really haven’t brushed my teeth." "Darling, I don't care." He whispered and kissed her again. Hazel felt like she melted into a pool of water, she had to rely on Joshua to hold her up. He picked her up, and she pulled away from his lips.

Her toes just kept curling pushing slightly against his leg. He gave her a breathing moment and she cried in pleasure using her shoulder to rub out the tickle the effect of his hickey still left on her neck. "Are you alright?" He asked in a low and deep voice close to her lips while he looked into her blurry looking eyes. "I'm not sure," she whispered. "You tried to kill me just now." "With pleasure I guess." He chuckled. He teased her by attempting another hickey on the other neck to which she impulsively pulled back and giggled afterwards.

"What do you mean? Her eyes grows to the size of a ball her cheeks now tinted red. "Don't think we don't know.....we all do." I smirk slyly. "Kayden and Tiana kissing on a tree....kissing....kissing...on...a" A pillow makes contact with my head cutting me off. "You...." I cough up as i had mistakenly let the saliva I swallow go down the wrong pipe due to the force from the pillow. "You bitch." God am dying. "Are you okay...." Tin appears by my side, rubbing on my back. "What the fuck got stuck in your throat.....A frog."

If that were the case, he could find a good doctor and do the surgeries to restore his mouth. But to his horror, what he found was a plate of bone with no teeth and no jaw to move it up and down which means he can’t speak and also he can’t eat! Isn’t it the same as a death sentence!? And a very horrible one at that! “Ha Ha Ha Ha… HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What’s the point of having a mouth if you were only using it to spat out lies and black-mailing others right?” Zhu Wushang let out a satisfying laugh.

I picked up the toothpaste and my toothbrush, I put the paste on the brush, got some water and rinsed my mouth then began brushing. While brushing I stopped immediately, is my eyes messing with me? I quickly spat out and looked back up at the mirror, bringing my teeth to view, they had returned back to their usual form. I kept staring at my teeth in disbelief and then I screamed happily, I wasn't looking like a freak anymore. I heard a knock on the door and it slowly cracked open with Jane's head popping in “Hayley are you alright in there?” I heard Jane ask. “Yes I am,never better. My teeth has returned back to normal” I sang happily

What came into my mouth was to cut it off but I knew well enough to know that he wouldn’t survive if I did, he would choke on his own blood and eventually die, I don’t want that. Sighing, I looked away from his uvula and focused on his teeth, and with a wicked grin, I clamped the pliers onto his back molar, trapping it. His body jerked and he screamed so loud that I heard ringing in my ears even before I pulled, “Stop fucking squirming!” I snarled, yanking hard. The tooth came off with a sickening crunch, blood spraying across my hand, and filling his mouth quickly as he cried, the sound even more cowardly than the last time I heard it as his whole body convulsed.

I hiccup on the last word. A ripple of laughter goes round; he doesn’t laugh. He puffs his chest like a rooster who owns the joint. “You better watch your mouth.” “Oh, I am watching it,” I say sweetly, pointing at my lips. “It’s saying, ‘Go to hell.’” That pushes him over. He stands, looming. “You got a death wish, lady?” “Buddy,” I slur, smirking, “I’m a doctor. I can pronounce myself dead if it comes to that.”

I was about to escape when he did it. Our bodies were almost touching because he came closer to me. I could still smell his breath because of his parted lips. I can't help but overthink. With our body so close, what if he could smell my breath? My eyes widen when I remember that I didn't brush my teeth earlier because I was in a hurry. So I quickly covered my mouth. He might be turned off by me. But in the event that he kills me, I have no choice, I will use my breath as a weapon.