Family Truth Or Dare Novels & Stories

Ana raises her eyebrow at me, “Are you done?” “Not really, but for now.” “Good.” Ana lets go of my hand and picks up the bottle, placing it in the middle of the table. “It’s my turn now.” “Yes, it is,” I lean back and watch the bottle turn around before stopping on Junior. Ana smiles at our son, “Truth or dare, sweetie?” Junior scratches his head and purses his lips. “Uh…Truth, I guess.” “Great,” Ana purses her lips too. “Uhm… What is your biggest fear?”

My stomach twisted, but I knew there was no escaping it. The first few rounds were harmless. Dumb dares. Embarrassing truths. Somebody had to run to the mailbox shirtless, another admitted to peeing in the pool last summer. But soon, the dares got sharper. Riskier. “Kendra!” one of the boys called, grinning wide. “Truth or Dare?” Kendra lifted her chin, smirking. “Dare.” The boy’s grin widened. “I dare you to… make out with Caleb.”

My stomach twisted as I glanced at the one to question me. “Newton.” “Okay, okay—it’s your turn, Heph!” Jason laughed, sipping his coffee. I took a deep breath, looking out for the worst from my stepbrother. “Truth or Dare?” he asked. I hesitated, Finally, I shut my eyes. “Truth.” “Can you tell us Zed’s sexiest body part that you crave more… on bed?” I froze

Nathaniel looked disgusted as he sat back in his seat. I thought Orlando would ask me but he turned his attention on Julian. “Julian, truth or dare?” “Truth.” “What is the biggest secret you know about someone in this circle?” Why didn’t we just play Never Have I Ever again?

She spanked my ass hard, and I know everyone heard it. "Shit! You don't know how much I get a hard on when I see you on your billboards, and I didn't know you're hotter and sexier in person." Ziel told me, and Jayce's jaw clenched. ​** ​Later that night, the eight of us decided to play Truth or Dare in "Hot and Sexy Edition with a Twist." I don't know what kind of thrill Fero was talking about, but we all agreed anyway. I spun the bottle (at the start, whoever spins the bottle will give the question or dare, and so on). It landed on Ziel.

It sounded like a well-rehearsed chorus. "Nah, she's your wife." Ethan sat back in his seat with a shit-eating smirk on his face. "Try that word on for size." His banter was playful, and everyone at the table knew it. It had become a game with Jude, and regardless of how much he swore up and down he hated it, I knew the truth. Some part of it-the whole twisted sister motif-made us who we were. And neither Jude nor I would trade that for the world. It made us unique. It was our story. We were just two foster kids who fell in love.

He nodded at me then I left his house. When I reached the house, I called Drake. I told him that we will have a family dinner later and his parents are coming. I want to rest before the dinner but I can't. I took a shower and changed clothes, then I left the house again. I'm going back to the building to give all of them a heads up about later. The dinner is very important that I can't afford to mess up. They have a lot of trust on me. ***** Drake's POV

"In any war, truth is the first victim. Can you not see that? Could she not see it?" "Can you deny that Tina Davis was murdered because she was testing lies that reinforced the war struggle recovering than the facts would have done?" "I am saying," the Home Secretary said, "that the disparity between truth and lies is immaterial in time of war. True or false? Right or wrong? These questions are inconsequential now. It's all down to allegiance. Are you with us or against us? Surely you of can see that." "And anyone who isn't with you?" "-- is with the guerrillas and must be removed!" said the Home Secretary.

Becky picked up her bag, glanced at Sandy, and said, “We’re sharing.” Sandy blinked. “We are?” “Yes.” “Oh,” Sandy said, then grinned. “Okay!” No one questioned it—but everyone noticed The first night set the tone. Shoes were kicked off immediately. Someone opened wine,someone else ordered too much food,they played games sprawled across the living room floor—cards, dares, half-forgotten childhood favorites that quickly dissolved into chaos. Let's play truth or dare Jayden proposed Carlson and the group felt awkward turning to look at Randy, but Randy didn't seem to care that the past is the past. He gave them a smile and nodded.

“Okay, truth. Sometimes I imagine getting fucked by more than one guy at once. Not gentle. Hard, pinning me down, taking turns until I’m shaking and dripping everywhere. Jake would freak if he knew I thought about shit like that.” Marcus whistled low, his eyes darkening. “Fuck, that’s hot. A young wife like you craving multiple cocks. Bet your affair guy only scratched the surface.” Alex squeezed my knee firmer. “Your turn to ask, Mia. Pick one of us.” I pointed at Tyler. “Truth or dare?” “Dare,” he said with a smirk. “I dare you to tell us the wildest place you’ve fucked someone,” I shot back, surprising myself with how bold it sounded.