Novel & Cerita When Blank Bares His Teeth

"Who told you to display a fake score report?" The technician shook his head frantically. "This is the live result pulled directly from the official system!" Lydia refused to believe him and checked on her own phone. Her face became paler by the second. "How could this be?" My father seemed to remember something. He pointed at me and roared, "What exactly did you do in the testing center?" I told him the truth. "I turned in a blank exam. So what?" Daphne stared at me in disbelief, panic plain on her face. "How could you turn in a blank exam?"

She placed the gold wrapper between her teeth and tore it, and Reggie hardened in response. “You’re the boss.” “Glad you know it.”

I cried, not able to say the words were rising in my throat; I didn't want any of this to be accurate; trapped inside a nightmare that I cannot awake. "I know," Bane said; he softly stroked my cheek, and I looked up at him shocked; he smiled softly at me; the sky was black and full of stars. The moonlight hit his face, suddenly showing his bright blue eyes; his face chiseled to perfection, his dirty blonde hair was tousled and thick.

’ I continue more softly, watching as the light in his eyes soften with my voice and my plea. ‘I would never leave you without a fight.’ He replies, bending down and capturing me in a whirlwind of a kiss. Someone claps, and we break apart. I look to the side to see Bane standing stark naked in front of his army, his eyes gleaming with mockery and hatred, his cock twitching. Yuck!

His eyes opened. I snapped my gaze forward. I felt those gray eyes on my cheek, along the curve of my neck. Became painfully aware of it. “Relax, Baevera.” His voice low and silken. “I do not bite.” A shiver slid down my spine. Yes, you do bite, and you bite hard. But you are not baring your teeth at me now, and I do not understand why. “Alright,” I rasped. His eyes closed again. I tried not to look at him after that.

He heard Carson say behind and sensed the fury that radiated from his best friend. "Blake might be honorable enough to not disgrace his family and inclined enough not to beat a woman, but right now I don't have either of those things holding me back." He also let her see his eyes which were completely charged, changed and silvered. "I also believe he asked you pretty nicely too" Carson let her see his fangs at this, and

Dared Blake with renewed confidence, he was breathing heavily, fizzing with anger. "Then it's the hard way isn't it?" The first tool he pulled from the box was a pair of pliers. And Blake despite knowing what they did showed no sign of fear, the love he had for Tessa and the fact that the two of them had been through a lot and survived was going to make him somehow impervious to pain. "Let's start by pulling out your pretty nails huh!" He said and clumped his thumb in the pliers, Blake seemed unmoved as Carlos started pulling out his thumb nail.

Knock, knock, knock I heard a male voice yell for someone to calm down, and I straightened up as the door was opened promptly. A somewhat short and stout man stared back at me with confusion. He was entirely bald, and wore a stained grey sweatshirt. Rubbing his full black beard, he looked me up and down with two sunken in hazel eyes. “Are you lost, Synok?” Are you kidding!? You can see the outline of my breasts in this sweater. Fuck you, I’m not your son.

He licks my face, as if taunting me, his tongue hot and rough and disgusting. My skin crawls, but I do not have enough air in my lungs to scream. When he bares his teeth, I know I’m dead. The river crashes behind me. The wind stirs the branches above. Fight, it seems to say. Fight. Fight. Fight. I bare my teeth back, feeling something feral and wild knock loose inside me. His lip curls above his teeth. And then a lower, more threatening growl rumbles through the forest. It stirs the trees and shakes the earth. Blake’s ears prick up.

I spit at him, adjusting the band in my hair as I smirk to see I have all their attention on me. "You sure get impatient," Taren appears abreast of me, whistling when he sees the thing passed out on the floor. "You crushed his nose and purged six of his teeth. He won't heal like us, you know?" Dropping my hands at my side, I grin at him, "That's the fun part of it." And averting my gaze to the men gathering before us with weapons of various kinds in their hands, "These weaklings don't pose a threat to me at all."