Dice Dares Novels & Stories

"The dare game is a bit different. In this one you only have dares." "..." Effie rolled her eyes, "Y'all are dumb so I would have to explain. In this game, you write down two of your greatest, most evil, provocative dares which would be kept anonymous and should be able to apply to everyone regardless of whom the paper gets to. This would be collected and mixed with everyone's entry, just to pick out randomly in a short while when the game begins." "So, we are gonna spin a bottle which should land on two individuals. One of them is to pick a dare and do whatever is written in it to their partners."

"You do the dare, or you get your head shaved." My eyes went wide. "What?" "Don't worry, Ana. Just do whatever dare you get. You'll be fine." Madison continued. "The rules are simple. I spin the bottle. Whoever it lands on gets a dare. If you refuse the dare, we shave your head. No exceptions." She clicked her tongue and spun the bottle. It landed on one of the hockey players—a guy named Tyler. Madison dared him to chug an entire bottle of beer in thirty seconds. He did it, and everyone cheered.

Sorry girl, you are going to be disappointed "You still suck at giving good dares... I can easily text him back to say it wasn't meant for him" "Doesn't matter, he might think you are lying." "Am texting him to clarify things right now And Done. My Turn!" I said with a smirk and continued. " I dare you to go to a strip club, pay your way into climbing their stage or whatever it takes and do a strip dance. Of course, I would make a video while you do that" I am so getting the dare money.

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.

He said energetically, and all people went wild and noisy, along with the livelier music. "Now, who's ready for the games?!" the host exclaimed loudly, causing the people in the bar to cheer even more. "Prepare yourselves! The game of dares starts now!" I smiled. The games were about to begin. According to the host, the games were all about dares. He explained the rules and instructions. Each dare cost ten thousand dollars. The amount of money that could be won for just playing a dare was staggering. He also outlined the rules, such as not being allowed to refuse a dare, or else the one who refused would have to pay the dare cost.

I wanted to call tonight a party, but that felt a little too generous. Inside were different card decks labeled by category. Dares. Spicy dares. Normal questions. Spicy questions. Along with a board and a single dice. The rules were simple. You roll the dice and move across the board, pulling a card depending on where you land. If you refuse to answer a question, you have to take a dare. If you refuse the dare, you escalate to a spicy dare. And every dare came with a drink. Simple. Dangerous. Perfect. By the time Nero returned, I was halfway through explaining the rules to his brothers. We gathered around the low table, legs crossed on the floor and couch cushions dragged closer as another r

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.

Ronan, of course, was no exception. I still remember the first time I met her. She loved Truth or Dare, and each dare was more outrageous than the last. Other people's punishments were to go pick a fight with some punk on the street; when it was my turn, she ordered me to act out our favorite sexual position with Ronan in front of everyone. I only whispered that the dare was crass, and Clara immediately stormed out, red-eyed, slamming the door behind her. The mood in the room soured instantly, and they all rushed out after her, with Ronan leading the pack.

A few minutes earlier "Yes, yes what's the game, and what are the rules? Keera said while bobbing her head like some 3-year-old... After racking my brain for a few minutes, keera continued to stare at me like a 3-year-old waiting to see a magic trick, I finally came up with the idea of playing strip or dare... " Okay...what are the rules," keerah asked excitedly. "Well basically I dare you to do something, and you pick either to do the dare or strip. No cheating, plus you can't dare someone to take off their clothes or mimic a person's dare," I explained and she appeared to think of it for a while, before saying

" I whispered dramatically and Dylan blushed. Geez! He was such coy when it came to talking about Cara but they were a kind of sweet couple and it would be favorable for everyone even if they announce their engagement anytime soon. "And what about you, Dove? Don't you have any dates or plans with Niall tonight?" Ah! My dad, always worried about Niall's and mine relationship. I was checking my phone and there was no message from Niall. Instead, there was a text from Azriel saying "It's a hot day, how do you feel about an ice cream?" That text made me smile for no reason. "Actually I do but not with Niall." I jumped in excitement and left my confused father with the pineapple cake and stormed