Daring Do Novels & Stories

I must not have been paying attention because my little brothers were all grown up. They sat there confidently as they told me that they had plans to have their way with me. I started getting butterflies as my mind started racing again. This whole time, I thought I was outsmarting them, but it was obvious that they outsmarted me. "You don't get to ask me questions unless you dare me to answer that question," I quipped, knowing that he wouldn't waste his dare on a question. Neither of them would waste a dare.

“ You can’t go without doing this. It’s okay if you don’t want the money. But you have to do this task. Or else boy, you are gonna suffer this whole year. So just do what we said. Don’t you even have that much courage? Shame on you. Hmm..decide fast. Just one task or whole year of being our baby boy. We would just leave you alone if you do this dare now.” Dae took the lollipop from the guys hands and walked towards the person they pointed to him. The said guy was now standing in front of the counter waiting for his order. Dae gained his courage and tapped on his back. The guy turned around. Dae stuck the lollipop in the guy's pocket without looking at his face.

Ethan crossed the kitchen fast, pulling her into his arms, and Zara let herself be held, let herself shake against his chest, the exhaustion and fear of the past weeks crashing back over her in a wave that felt, for one terrible moment, like it might never actually end. "We'll get through this," Ethan murmured into her hair, though even his steady voice carried a thread of the same fear now settling deep in Zara's chest. "Whatever happens, whoever's still out there — we face it together. I promise you that." Zara wanted, desperately, to believe him completely. But somewhere on campus, close enough to have watched her for months without ever once being suspected, a second person was still out

They quickly covered my mouth and dragged me into the wooded area. I wasn't wearing much in the first place, and these men kept groping me under my clothes. I was overwhelmed with panic. Was I about to be raped? The men held me down on a mat they had laid out and began greedily taking in my scent. I screamed frantically, "Help! Someone help me!" The leader had a scar running across his face. He looked terrifying. He covered my mouth with one hand and signaled for me to be quiet. "Don't make a sound. We're here to help you."

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.

Every desire strangled before it reaches daylight. Julian had warned him about that. Thinking about me is not courage. It is a desire with nowhere honest to go. “Arrange the next interview with Sarah Printer,” Adrian says. “Daylight. Public place. Recorder on. Martin may sit nearby, not at the table.” Martin stares at him. “You are still continuing.” “Yes.” “Your father will object.” “My father can add it to his collection.” Annabelle’s mouth moves as if she has almost smiled. She hides it quickly.

But I was still annoyed at Frank, or maybe it was the drink I had been sipping without thinking, or maybe it was just sheer stubbornness, but I found myself saying: "Dare." Brittany's smile widened, she looked around the circle slowly, drawing out the moment. Then her eyes landed on Frank again in an obvious way. “I made my rule for the game, you can't escape a dare by drinking… you will have to do it… and if you can't do the dare, I will help you do it instead…do you understand?” She asked and I felt my palm go sweaty, Is she gonna ask something ridiculous? But she's gonna do it? If I can't do it?

They were definitely going to try and use Desiree against me. My eyes flicked to the bar, catching the gaze of the handsome stranger. He leaned against the counter, a half-empty glass in hand, his gray eyes fixed on me, his expression unreadable. Interesting. He hadn't joined the chorus of disbelief. Perhaps he wasn't as dense as his opening line suggested. "Tonight," I announced, my voice ringing with conviction, "marks a new era. An era of innovation, of bold decisions, and of unwavering progress." I let that sink in, watching the seeds of uncertainty and fear take root in their eyes.

A one-night self-reward to help her erase whatever stupid feelings she thought she had for a mafia boss who didn’t know how to spell softness. Dante reached the last step. He was in a dark shirt and black pants, simple, nothing too official, but somehow the man still looked like danger dressed itself. He stopped when he noticed her staring. His eyes dragged down her body like he was checking what he touched last night. Then he cleared his throat. A slow, wicked smile pulled at his lips. “You want another round before work?” Iris blinked fast. Her throat went dry. She forced a laugh. It came out dry like sand.

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.