When Blank Bares His Teeth Novels & Stories

My jaw dropped at the sight. It was Bright, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt along with black pants. He was wearing a dark brown canvas which didn't match well with his outfit. But it did look good with his skin tone. He was looking through his phone, and by my angle, he looked like a damn model at a modelling site playing a perfect pose. I argued with myself about whether to go back inside and doll myself up or at least wear something pleasant. Cannot forget the fact that I didn't even brush my teeth.

Blakeley muttered and pulled Bryar into a hug. ********** AN HOUR LATER Blakeley sat in the hallway with Bryar in her arms, she ran her hands through her hair while Bryar played with her fingers. They were waiting for the doctor's report. Bryar suddenly looked up at her mother and noticed she looked away. “How are you okay with this?” Bryar asked and Blakeley looked at her. “I am not.” She replied softly. “How are you not crying? You don't even have an expression on your face.” “It's hard to cry.” She replied.

I cover my mouth and wince in pain. Are my teeth falling out? I run my tongue across my teeth. Nothing seems to be wrong. Maybe just some subliminal guilt for killing this little rabbit. As if I couldn’t disgust myself more, I tear into the rabbit with my bare hands, blood smearing across my face as I shove the raw meat into my mouth. I feel like a wild animal.

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

She flicked her hands and two dagger slid from her sleeves and into her waiting hands. Barbie ran towards the beast and jumped on it, stabbing her right dagger on its back. The beast roared but it was not affected by the stab at all. Blaise looked at its silver eyes. It was dull. It didn't exactly focused on Blaise. His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at its eyes. Dull, empty, and non-focusing silver eyes with no pupils. A blind beast, he thought. It moved towards him again. "Come on, Barbs!" he growled.

Once he is finished cuffing me, Barren moves to the side and begins to rummage through his tools until he comes to rest on a small dagger. "This should do," he says, grabbing it and making his way back toward me. A gasp escapes me as he hooks it in the back of my shirt and then pulls, cutting the fabric so that my bare skin is exposed. "Your porcelain skin will look lovely covered in blood," he pants, placing the cold blade against my skin. A wave of disgust crashes into me at the excitement I hear in Barren's voice over getting to cause me pain. This dude was a fucking freak.

At least she’d have me a little closer when I was far away. I was still looking when I bumped into someone. My forehead slammed against a jaw so hard it sent a sharp jolt of pain up my skull. “What the hell? Who walks around with a jaw that feels like granite?” I grunted, clutching my forehead. When I looked up to apologize, the words froze in my throat. I locked gazes with stormy gray eyes… familiar gray eyes. Justice’s eyes. His features were undeniable, but something was off—he was dressed in an expensive Versace t-shirt, well-fitted jeans, and polished boots. Justice had never owned clothes like that.

He didn't say anything but slowly unbuttoned the green shirt he was wearing and took it off, I blushed when I looked and saw how muscular he was underneath, he stood up to take off his pants and I averted my gave looking at my hand as I used my hair to cover my face so he wouldn't know that I was now a tomato red. " Can I ask why you are undressing..." I wasn't through when I heard the sound of something cracking painfully. I couldn't help but look up and I didn't expect what I saw next. It was Evan's bones cracking and breaking into contorts sickening direction, I felt bile rise to my throat at the sight of furs pricking out of his skin, sharp teeth that were peeking out of his lips, his mo

I hear a low growl come out his throat and his Amber eyes glow in the moonlight and then he bears his teeth down and there they were sharp canine like teeth. I start to squirm. " Seriously what the hell is going on!"

But knowing Baron, he is going to appear shirtless with a blunt in his mouth. I walked into his living room, expecting to see Merissa watching N*****x or something, but I saw it empty. Baron emerged from the hallways shirtless just like I presumed. "It won't hurt you to wear a shirt" I deadpanned, knowing full well that what I just said isn't going to make a difference. He grinned widely at me "Just admit it, you love seeing me shirtless" he sat down next to me and leaned forward "Don't worry, I won't rat you out"