Claire Dare Novels & Stories

He didn't think he'd ever seen a woman with such long legs and also such large breasts in one perfect package. "Oh, hello, I'm Claire from Funky Lady. I've got an appointment with Belinda Phillips?" Claire said, surprised that Belinda's husband would be around. She'd thought that Belinda had wanted to make her purchases in privacy. After all, a lot of them would be for his benefit.

It looks like she will have a heart attack from every second that she will stay here with Andromeda, her lies will pile up one after another! She also can’t let Andromeda be of aid to her, she might discover odd things that she possesses, such as having a napkin...she’s sure Andromeda doesn’t get monthly menstruation, so there’s that. She would be caught with one tiny mistake, and she can’t risk it. She must follow as much as she can, what was written in the n***l. As what was narrated… Claire, the cheerful and clumsy girl lived with Nixie for two months before leaving for a bigger project. Despite being taunted by the breath-taking villains, she continued being a gentle and lovable girl.

The break-time siren rang and the students rushed out. Claire felt glad that she hadn’t got into trouble, she had done all her homework. She had even participated once or twice in class. As the other children walked in pairs and groups, heading to the playground, she walked alone. She tried to sit as far away from anybody as she could. The few times she had tried to blend in with other kids, they would either laugh at her food, which was basically just stale break and a half bottle juice. Or, they would remind her that her mother was in prison. Even the parents looked at her with a fair amount of awkwardness. She was Claire, the daughter of the beauty queen, Valerie who was sent to prison te

"If Claire sees this, she's gonna flip." Renee Slutsky tilted her head down, all fake shy, her voice sweet. "Especially since Claire's pregnant. Stress isn't good for her." The crowd egged him on harder. "You can't bail now, dude! You lost the dare! Kiss her!" Finley froze, eyes locked on Renee like he couldn't hear anything else. Slowly, he leaned in. "WHAT are you doing?" Claire's voice sliced through the noise. Everyone froze. Every head turned toward the door, where Claire stood.

The prescription would cost at least forty. Got it. How was the calc test? Aced it! MIT here I come! Claire smiled despite her exhaustion. Clara was going to MIT. No matter what it took. That night, lying in the bed she shared with Clara, Claire pulled out Damian Cole's business card. She'd looked him up during break. Thirty-two. Self-made billionaire. Photos showed him at galas with beautiful women, always perfect, always untouchable. And she'd dumped coffee on him. Clara peered over her shoulder. "Who's that?"

Clay was stunned, and for the first time, he felt nervous from a woman's touch, but Lorraine withdrew her hand and smiled "It's just a twinkle" noticing how astonished he was by her beauty, and walked away. Clay smiled, a little embarrassed, turned and gazed at her as she walked away, captivated by every step she took and how the dress accentuated her figure and realized he had lost his dare. He had promised her she'd fall in love with him in six months, but barely two months later, he was seeing a romantic getaway with this woman in France. "France is lovely this time of the year", he exclaimed, and Lorraine stopped and turned her gaze at him

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.]

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.

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

Some instinct, some small, self-preserving part of her, told her to keep walking, to get home, to put actual physical distance between herself and whatever was waiting on that screen. She checked it anyway. She always did. Unknown Number: Good girl. Glad to see you're finally being smart about this. Keep him away from you, and maybe I keep these to myself. Get close to him again, and everyone finds out exactly what kind of girl Zara Cole really is. Zara stood frozen in the library's front entrance, students moving past her in both directions, completely unaware that her entire world had just narrowed down to a single glowing screen in her shaking hands.