Booktok The Dare Novels & Stories

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened

she says, smiling at me with satisfaction. I grab the book she offers. I pray inwardly hoping this would be the page I want so that we will end this little game she puts me in. “No peeking,” she complains. “I’m not peeking. Like I even read this book before.” Rolling my eyes, I open the book. “Shit!” She laughs out loud. “What should I do?” she asks me with excitement. My lips spread into a full grin and wink. “Get down on your knees, Babe,” I command, standing straight beside the bed and face her.

It stopped in front of Dash and she grinned. “Truth or Dare?” “Dare,” he answered without delay. She looked around, thinking of something. “I dare you to… to read a book today.” “Never! I will not read a book!” Dash found it hard to read, at first I thought he couldn’t, but I was shocked when he wrote a 100-word composition of himself—perfectly. I mean, you can’t write without knowing how to read. “You have to, you picked dare,” Hilda said, sticking a tongue out at him.

"Imagine if a postman, or a food delivery man or whoever comes, then sees your body like that. They will not stand." "Can't stand why?" "You're very sexy if like that. I mean, your body is open. Men will be very excited. And I don't want anything to happen to you." "I know I was wrong. Forgive me" "Hmmm, this. I want to deliver this." Daren handed me a book. "Oh my God, this is a limited series novel," I said enthusiastically, taking the novel. "You read it first, then tell me." "You mean you haven't read it?"

he asks. “What did you say?” My gaze flickers from him to Eric. “I asked you to teach us to understand you guys.” Dare shifts his weight in his seat as he sets his palm on the armrest. I let out a chuckle. “Are we a book or subject you should be taught how to understand?" “You guys are even a whole Ugo. C. Ugo," Dare says and I laugh.

It burned all the way down my throat and settled in my stomach like a small explosion. “Ugh. Poison,” I muttered. Since I had refused the regular dare, that meant one thing. Spicy dare. I reached for the red deck slowly, like it might bite me. “Alright,” I said reluctantly, flipping the card over. I read the words under my breath first. Then I rubbed my face. “Oh no.” Nero leaned forward eagerly. “What is it?” I sighed and read it out loud. “Flash your… uh… ass hole… to the person to your right.”

Her words stuns me, but I cannot tell if I'm to be angry or in wonder; How can someone so fragile fear no death? “So be it!” I flared, unsheathing my claws to strike. I've never been one to harm the weak, but I cannot show weakness and risk the peace. Whoever is behind this needs to know I'm not fool to be played with. “ My Lord!” Darius, my Beta, calls rushing towards me. My hand stops just a few inches from her chest, my claws almost piercing her bare skin. “May I have a word with you in private, my Lord?” Darius ask, panting as he moves to me.

Chapter 5 Mia’s POV “Okay, one final dare,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as Alex held my hand. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat and between my legs. Curiosity and that heavy ache in my pussy won out over the fear. “I’ll go to the back with you guys. But this stays here. No one ever knows.” Alex smiled slow and pulled me closer, his hard cock pressing against my hip through his jeans. “That’s my girl. You won’t regret it.”

"Sit down. You're crossing the line. It's just a harmless party game, and you're trying to turn it into some kind of prosti—" She caught herself just before she finished her sentence. I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you actually do realize how trashy your little game is? Don't get cold feet now. You either put on a show or you drink. Take your pick." The others at the table scrambled to their feet, holding me back and trying to laugh it off as a misunderstanding. Damien shot to his feet, his chest heaving violently as he ranted, "Don't push it. We're all adults here. What's wrong with playing a game that's a little suggestive? It's not like anyone even invited you!"

Tyler was the quiet one hiding a lot of intensity. Sophia was the bubbly brunette who laughed too loud when she got nervous. Ethan was the confident flirt. And Lena was the tiny firecracker with sharp eyes and zero filter. “Truth or Dare,” Mia said, spinning an empty bottle in the middle of our circle. “No chickening out. Truth means you spill everything. Dare means you do it. No limits tonight.” We all cheered. The air felt thick with excitement, mixed with the smell of weed and perfume. Jake’s eyes locked on Mia’s as the bottle slowed down.