Dare Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

“No, bitch. It’s truth or dare. With stakes.” “What kind of stakes?” I asked warily. Kassandra held up her phone, where a notepad app read: > No skips. No soft dares. No safe truths. If you back out, you do a body shot off a stranger downstairs. Or kiss the bouncer. Or… fúck someone Your choice.> My soul left my body and before I could blink, the bottle spun. “Okay, Cass…” Davina said, licking her lips as it stopped. “I dare you to—” She leaned in, grinning with devilish glee. “—let this guy eat sushi off your stomach. Blindfolded.”

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.

Across the table, a tech mogul—mid-forties, handsome, known for his charm—leaned forward. “Miss Harper, Damian tells me you are a journalist. What outlet?” The vibrator surged to high. She inhaled sharply. “Freelance,” she managed. “Mostly investigative pieces.” Damian’s fingers tightened on her thigh—warning or encouragement, she couldn’t tell. The mogul smiled. “Fascinating. We should talk sometime. I have a story you might be interested in.” He slid his business card across the table toward her. Damian’s hand moved higher—thumb brushing the edge of where the toy pressed against her.

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

Shane explained the fundamental difference between him and Lea. "Let's compare it to your notes. Yes, there's only one name. But pliss lah, your notes are wrong, from being kidnapped in part one to being a superhero, then being kidnapped in part two to be an evil character. Tskckck, just drama." Shane continued reading the story of Lea and Daniel's past, which they often discuss because it is so full of impressions. Of course, the presence of that name almost put her in danger, threatening her life.

I'm regretting why I came to the party in the first place, sometimes revenge doesn't turn out well as you've expected. After listening to all the stupid and crazy rules laid down by Brandon, we all sat in a big circle. A beer bottle was in the middle of us and Brandon was the one twirling the bottle for us. We are expected to have 3 Truths and a Dare for each participant. Kai and Athena were the first to hit on their Dare part, and all along I've caught Kayden staring at me acutely. “I dare you nibble Alicia's neck for 2 minutes and make her moan,” Athena said, and I nearly puked while everyone cheered loudly.

She’s busy talking to the photographers and the woman in a red dress. “She needs a job, that’s all.” My muscles tighten with anger. “You know I don’t trust Gray. You can pull our other connections.” Bash will know the reason why I helped Camila to get a job if I asked him. Aaron Gray has a reputation for women. The rumors said Gray torture women for sex. I don’t really believe any of that shit. Camila works in the designs and she doesn’t have to meet Gray every day. He’s L.A based anyway.

a little, making everyone crack up. Dropped the top and sat back down, buzzed from the vodka.Jade's turn. She picked truth from Daisy. "Ever kissed a girl?"Jade shrugged, cool as ever. "Yeah, at that party last summer. Katie from bio class. It was drunk and hot. Her lips were so soft."Chloe's eyes went wide. "No way. Spill." "Tongues and everything. Grabbed my ass too. Would do it again."The air shifted a bit, warmer, charged. More shots. Dares got bolder. I dared Chloe to show her pussy for five seconds. She hesitated, then giggled and shimmied out of her shorts and panties, spreading her legs a little. Smooth shaved lips, a hint of pink peeking. "Count it!" She flashed quick, then yanked

Nothing new. Cara Nieman was dared to pole dance. Patricia Coleman was dared to give Andrew Sanders a lap dance to Rihanna’s Work. Kate Olives was dared to tongue kiss a girl of her choice and she picked Zara Beige, the cow. Brie Davidson was dared to strip off five things from her body, for someone who wore nothing but a black flimsy see-through mini dress, you can probably guess how that went down. My sister, Summer was dared to imitate having sex with a boy of her choice and she chose Collins. Zachary rejected all of his dares with the label that “he had a fiancé” hence, he drank a shot of whiskey instead. A sweet gentleman he was, and he remained so until his end.

I hate myself for letting his words seep into my thoughts, for letting him make me question everything. But a part of me can’t help it. What if he’s right? What if everything Dare told me—everything we’ve shared—was just a lie? “I bet he never told you about the people he killed,” Mr. M began, “Do you even know how many there are now? How many families he’s destroyed? Men, children, mothers… He didn’t spare any of them. You see Dare as a man, but to the rest of the world, he’s a monster. A living terror.”