Novel & Cerita Booktok The Dare

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

But even if I had slept with a girl before, I know better than to lay their names down before these clowns. Chatters went on, but I didn't care. Jackie gently squeezed my hand, trying to make me feel better. Dav went ahead and collected the cards, played with them and served them again. I'm hoping Carlson won't take it upon himself to do that dare, maybe I will be safe. This time, a girl got up to do the dare. "Card number 8 and 6, I dare you to kiss and make out before everyone!" Wow! I thought Carlson was just being a jerk, but this girl...she's on another level.

5 YEARS LATER. Vega POV. "I dare you to hit the casino tonight. We need to waste some money" Andrianna said, her hair bouncing as she jumped excitedly. I glanced up from the paperwork in front of her, then shook my head. "I'm busy and I have to get this done before tomorrow so I won't be taking that dare". Andrianna rolled her eyes. "Chicken" she muttered under her breath and I looked up at her in exasperation.

Xavier’s grin was seemed wicked as he leaned closer. “Truth or dare, Miss Benita?” I hesitated, feeling Nathan’s glare burning into me, but I refused to let him control me. Lifting my chin, I met Xavier’s gaze and said firmly, “Dare.” Xavier’s eyes lit up, and he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Hmm… I dare you to let me feed you a drink. Personally.” The room fell silent, the air crackling with tension. My wolf stirred uneasily, unsure of the dynamics at play, but I refused to back down. Nathan’s fists clenched on the table, his knuckles white, but he said nothing.

“Okay, Melissa. Truth or dare?” Melissa grinned back, unfazed. “Dare.” Amber nodded, rubbing her hands together. “I dare you to do a one-minute strip tease for me,” Amber said, her voice dripping with mischief. Melissa's eyes widened in shock. “Are you serious?!” she exclaimed. “Hey, a dare's a dare,” Amber replied, shrugging. “Unless you're chickening out.” Melissa rolled her eyes, but there was a smile playing on her lips. “Fine. But you better be ready to return the favor.”

My breath caught. He smirked like he knew it would. Then he leaned closer, lips almost brushing my ear. “But if you want proof, you’ll have to earn it.” “And how exactly would I do that?” I asked, turning toward him, heart racing. His smile was wicked. “With a dare.” Jace reached into his back pocket and pulled out a tiny glass bottle with a note inside. Truth or Dare. Apparently, it was a dorm tradition. “Draw one,” he said. “If you want to play.”

But as the alcohol flowed and inhibitions lowered, the questions and dares got progressively more intense. Someone was dared to make out with a stranger for thirty seconds. Another person had to confess the wildest place they'd ever had sex. A girl was dared to remove her top and dive into the pool topless. Through it all, I kept stealing glances at Drasa, watching her reactions. She looked simultaneously fascinated and horrified by what was happening around her, like she couldn't believe she was part of this scene. When the bottle spun and landed on a guy, he immediately chose dare with the kind of confidence that suggested he'd been hoping for this moment.

Someone brought out cards, drinks, and soon, a round of truth or dare. It started innocently enough. Laughter. Teasing. Dares to dance or confess crushes. But things escalated quickly in the smaller circle inside the guest house. Mira’s shirt came off during a dare. She laughed, flirty but tipsy. Dax didn’t say much but his eyes lingered. Then it was his turn. “Dare,” he said without hesitation. Mira bit her lip. “I dare you to kiss me.” The room went quiet. Dax stood slowly and crossed the floor. His palm curled around the back of her neck. His lips brushed hers hot, commanding, and slow like molasses dripping in heat.

I stand, determined to shake off the sluggishness clinging to me— Except, the moment I get on my feet, the world tilts. A sharp wave of dizziness washes over me, my vision blurring at the edges. It feels as if the floor beneath me has disappeared, and before I can steady myself, my knees buckle. The last thing I hear is Dare’s panicked voice calling my name. Then—darkness. DARE POV Sky.” I call her name again, shaking her gently, but there’s no response. My heart lurches into my throat, my stomach twisting with panic. Her body is limp in my arms, her skin pale, her breathing shallow.

Dede left the place descending the staircase into the ground floor. "What are you two up to?" the gentleman asked. "Nothing," Jolie and Christina responded in unison. "Were you checking the curvy girl out, just now?" Eva asked the gentleman in a whisper but before he could answer Jolie's voice was heard "My turn," Jolie said almost screaming. "Mr Adams, truth or dare?" she said with a mischievous smile. Bryson raised his head and looked at Jolie smiling excitedly. "Dare," Bryson said.