Dice Dares Novels & Stories

I was getting close to the DJ when I pulled out my butterfly knife and executed a Mobius flip before stabbing the table in front of him, where his DJ equipment was placed. "Change the music. Now!" I commanded. "S-sir?" he asked, surprised. He looked around at the people dancing. "Change the music if you don't want to permanently lose your job!" "W-what kind of music, sir?" he asked tremblingly. "Anything that isn't sweet," I replied. "Damn it! Passionate songs. Christmas songs. Funeral songs. Children songs. Humor me. Anything, just not those sickeningly sweet songs like that. I don't want to see couples hugging on the dance floor in the next minute. Got it?!"

Chapter 2 “Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly. “We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips of paper. Dirty ones, the stuff we’d never admit out loud normally. Then we draw one at a time, and whoever pulls it has to do it. We set a timer if needed, but the point is to let go, see where it takes us.”

" Tony rose from the table and lifted the red cup he was carrying. He was obviously the person to whom the MC was alluding. A dare game is about to begin, and it's imperative that you don't decline it. Most of you are already familiar with it. "You do it." "The MC said And then we stood up and made a large circle in the courtyard after he finished. The dare was initiated by the MC first. He pointed to a girl wearing a crop top and a miniskirt and said, "You." Walking to the center, the girl stood and gazed around. "Choose another girl!""Take her clothes off and svck her b00bs for five minutes," the MC said. While everyone applauded

He was embarrassed of me and his squad didn't hesitate to tease him over it. Hating my life, I took the drinks from the bar closer to the most powerful squad in the Brookside Pack in the private club where they hung out once in a blue moon. "How about Alpha Jace clear this doubt?" Alpha Jace's caramel blond head snapped from his phone at Addison, his girlfriend's smirking face. "It's a dare sweetheart," the drunk girl chuckled, "I'm allowing you one night of liberty before our wedding. This lowly runt is all yours tonight."

Daniel asks. "Dare" Blake answers confidently. Daniel smirks mischievously "I dare you to twerk to a whole song from the beginning to the end" he says. "Hell, no" Blake screeches like a girl. Daniel smirks harder making me worry for his mouth, has he never heard of face freeze? "A dare is a dare". He says

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.”

"Again? You've heard that story a hundred times." "But we like it," Emily insisted. Emma glanced at Ace, who stood in the doorway, smiling. "Alright. Once upon a time, your mommy went to a party she didn't want to attend." "Because Aunt Lola made you go," Zander interrupted. "That's right. And at that party, there was a dare." "What's a dare?" Emily asked, even though she knew. "It's when someone challenges you to do something brave or silly. And your daddy's friends dared him to spend the night with the next girl who walked through the door."

A fucking dare, the glint in her eyes made me realize how serious she is. "Fuck me! Yes! This is a dare, fuck me. Let's see how good you think you are, let's see if you are going to be addictive. Of course you can never be addictive, it is just going to be just once and nothing else. Let's see who loses."

“We used to write down questions and dares on pieces of paper and put them into a hat. We’d shake them up and then draw one out. If you pulled a dare, you had to do it. If you pulled a question, you had to answer it.” “Yeah, that sounds fun; let’s play that,” Sage said. “Alright, but let me be really clear on the rules,” Jillie said, looking intently at me. “Whatever that piece of paper says, you have to do it unless it says something about kissing the same sex, and that makes you uncomfortable. There is no backing out. The dares cannot be R rated, but the questions can be. Is everyone clear?” she asked, still looking intently at me and then at Alyx. We both nodded while everyone else did th

His eyes scan around my apartment. His mother told me about Pyke’s favorite food and helped me cook. She called for a flower arrangement when I asked her for help. She’s excited than me actually because it’s Pyke's first real date. Paul gave me some wine. Parker and Emily sent me some thank you gifts with scented candles that I’m now lighting up and Pyke’s favorite dessert that we’re about to eat later. I squeeze his hand as we get near the dining room. “Stop saying you’re an asshole. Dance with me?” I ask tentatively.