I Dare You Book Novels & Stories

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

Briar's POV Rosé, my friend, shouted from a distance, "Briar, you can do it!" I gulped hard as my throat was dry, took a few steps towards the corridor I turned back and saw five bastards, signalling me to go forward. I was scared and trust me that’s an understatement Of course, who wouldn't be? I was given a dare to steal the student record book from the principal's office. I still don't understand why do they want it? But recalling back our game last night at the dorm, I cursed under my breath for choosing dare.

I bit my lips deeply to stop my moans. “Exactly, but then, you fucking want it.” “Do you realize how inappropriate this is?” “Yet here you are, soaked. I don't even need to check to know.” Good thing I still had that last shred of self control. I leaned down and whispered into his ears. “I quit.” He wasn't shaken. He didn't believe me. Hell, I didn't even believe myself. “I dare you.” Is all he said, letting go of me, daring me to turn around and actually walk out of his office and his company.

Desire burns in his eyes as he scans me from head to toe. I clear my throat and grin at him. I hate myself for what I'm about to do. But fùck it. "Truth or Dare, Damien." "Dare." His voice is husky. "I dare you to fùck me." ***

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened

“Tell me more.” I swallowed. My tongue felt thick. “I think… the book is honest about how desire can feel dangerous. Not just to society, but to the self. Once you let it in—once you name it, once you act on it, you can’t pretend it isn’t there anymore which changes the way you see everything else. Even yourself.” He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin, studying me with that same focused attention he gives to a difficult passage. “And have you ever let it in?”

Everyone on campus knows Zara Cole's name. Nobody knows her story. She skips class, breaks rules, and dates whoever she wants — and she's built that reputation on purpose, like armor. Ethan Blake is the opposite of everything she stands for: student council president, top of his class, a future already mapped out in a straight line. When a professor forces them to work together on a major project, Ethan makes a bet with his friends that he can get Zara to finally take something seriously. Zara overhears him. Instead of getting mad, she smiles — and raises the bet. "I'll make you fall in love with me before you finish your little project." Ethan accepts, sure he won't lose. But the more t

I've never been good with playing it safe. "Carmen," Andy said, his voice dropping conspiratorially low. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare," I snapped, the word coming out sharp and confident. "Give me your worst, Andy. I can handle it." The room went quiet for a heartbeat. Andy looked around, his gaze landing on Derek, who was sitting directly across from me. Then a slow, devilish smirk spread across his face. "I dare you," Andy began, pausing for dramatic effect, "to give Derek a blow job. Right here. Right now."

“They will answer for what they did regardless of where they run to.” “I can’t wait to get my hands on them.” Darius said, his teeth showing in something that wasn’t quite a smile. Kaidora moved to the mat on the floor and lowered herself onto it. She reached beneath it and pulled out a book so old its spine had cracked through entirely, the pages held together by nothing except habit. She opened it carefully and spread it across her lap. Darius and Aurelian crouched on either side of her immediately. The pages were covered in the same script that lined the walls.

“You can’t pick truth twice. Dare.” Davina leaned close. “Say no if it’s stupid.” I nodded slightly. Leo grinned like the devil. “I dare you… to give Jack a lap dance. One minute.” The room exploded. Jack’s eyes widened. “Wait—what?” Davina’s jaw dropped. “Absolutely not.” But people were already chanting. “DO IT!” “DO IT!” I should’ve said no, I should’ve stood up and walked out but I didn’t. Because I could feel Dorian’s eyes burning into me.