When Blank Bares His Teeth Novels & Stories

No eyes, no nose, no mouth. Just a smooth surface. * "The girl has rejected the story " the Blank Man said. He held up a hand. A glowing red "Delete" sign appeared in the air. "The test is over. Erase the area." "No!" Maya jumped at him. Her hands passed through him like he was made of smoke. * The Blank Man pointed at Benson. "The second character is not needed. Start with him." Benson screamed as his legs began to turn into ink. He reached out for Maya.

The action was so cold and ruthless. Sabin glanced over her shoulder at her worriedly. The next thing she knew, a sound of bones breaking, cracking filled her ears. She looked past him only to see an unfamiliar face, but she couldn't help but notice He had this allure about him that screamed, 'Don't mess with me, or I'll bite your head off.' When he jerked his arm, snapping his elbow back into place without a flinch of pain. His sharp teeth were extracted, revealing a set of regular human teeth.

The air was thick and cold, illuminated only by the occasional flickering light. And in the center of the room— Barren stood. No weapon. No mask. No detonator. Just a smile that felt like a wound waiting to open. “Welcome,” he whispered.

Don't growl at me," I tried to make my voice hard, although, to be honest, his hamstrings were shaking from his growl. - He's on me, - Tobias's voice came from behind Zark, - you shouldn't smile at other guys. Why are you explaining this to her? Better show! The air around Zark thickened with tension. He took a deep breath. His eyes lit up with an amber gleam. Suddenly, hair appeared on the face and upper body, the chest expanded and the shirt burst at the seams. The tips of the ears are slightly pointed, and the fangs are elongated, turning into bestial ones. Sharp claws, similar to knife blades, appeared from the tips of the fingers right on top of the nail plate.

I turned around with my hand on my chest as my heart was beating wildly in my chest. “Blair” I whispered. He was holding a banana out to me. I looked at him, he was smirking as he held his gaze on me. He was close, almost in my personal space. “Sorry that I scared you,” he said as I took the banana from him. “Thanks,” I said as I inspected it. He didn’t reply, he just moved further into the kitchen then he washed his hands by the sink. Thats when I noticed that he was only wearing his boxer briefs. He was bare chested and I ran out of words.

His hands were holding my dog in the air but Blue was not having any of it. He came directly on Bane, licking his cute face and his cheeks. “Eeooww… Get off!” Alpha Bane exclaimed but Blue continued with his playing taunting. It was exciting to see Bane scared of something once again. ¶¶¶ There was hollowness wherever I was. It was dark and less spacious. So dark that it could be likened to an empty barrel. There was nothing to just live for while in there. That exact place gave one reason to be scared. But, I wasn’t. Because, I’ve been here before.

The sound of a ball dribbling makes way to my ears. I walk into the backyard and... Holy moly! He's shirtless playing basketball. His muscles stretching as he throws the ball into the hoop perfectly. It's like he sensed that I am standing behind him, and turns around. He opens his arms wide for me so I can jump into his arms. I run wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his bare waist. My big smile widens even more if that's even possible. His arms go around me holding me up. I pull away and hold his face in my hands and look down at him.

I had remembered what Lily has said yesterday. Henry had definitely been taken care of. He had his arm in a sling, what appeared to be a broken nose, and a nice black eye. And that all was with the accelerated werewolf healing we had. I couldn't suppress my snicker. Henry paused, hearing me snicker, and turned to glare at me. Just as he was about to say something I smirked and dismissively hurried past him with a cold “Gonna be late man.” I could feel his hostility ebbing off of him as I did pass. Maybe this year Henry would be a bigger problem than Jax. Aside from the first day of school this week, Jax has been shockingly chill.

The fabric fell away to reveal a pale, scarred face with entirely black eyes that had no whites in them… just endless, bottomless darkness that seemed to swallow the light around them. The scars crisscrossed his features like a roadmap of violence, each one telling a story of pain inflicted or received. When he smiled, his teeth were too sharp, too white, like a predator's. "Here, little spark, I'll be able to kill you without any interference whatsoever. No prince. No guards. No salvation. Just you, me, and your beautiful spirit marrow."

"Talk to my mate again, or go anywhere near her, and I swear I will end you." Then he turns to look at me and smiles. A wide smile that shows off his straight white teeth and his sharp canines. I'm not fooled by that smile, though. I know he's not happy with me. Just as I thought he's about to let Bane go, I hear a crunch of a broken bone and Bane screaming out in agony. He walks off while Bane is still screaming, holding on to his broken right arm. Just as I'm about to take off after Caspian, Bane crouch low then growls and springs up from his crouch, snapping his teeth, swiping his long sharp nails at Caspian's back.