If You Dare Book Novels & Stories

But all I heard was Jaxon’s voice at my ear: “Truth or dare, Layla?” I bit my lip, panting, trembling. “Dare.”

Lydia and I stepped towards the game. Darren squealed in excitement as he saw me. “Look who we have here, the Levi Sinclair and the ever beautiful Lydia Banks.” I stood right next to Lydia. Darren announced the game was about to start. He stepped closer to us all. “You all are going to have to do some dares. You already know the rules of the game, you have to do what is on the card in just two minutes or you are out!” Two ladies walked forward with baskets. “All you have to do is pick a card and do exactly what it says,” He added.

Then I find my way back to the gaming living room where I flop back down on the floor, my ponytail coming loose. "Alright, alright," Jax yells, his eyes bloodshot and roaming. "Bella’s still conscious, so the game ain't over. Derek, Truth or Dare?" "Dare. Make it nasty, man. Don't be a prude." Jax grins, looking around the circle. "I dare you to pick a girl in this circle and describe, in disgusting detail, exactly how you’d spend twenty minutes in a closet with her. No filters."

"Don't tell me you're chicken. You chose 'Dare.'" "I'm not chicken." My voice lacks its usual bite. I swallow hard, staring at the secluded booth cordoned off by velvet ropes and two massive bouncers. "He just looks like he's waiting for a body to be delivered." "Exactly. High risk, high reward." Jess grins, her eyes gleaming with the kind of reckless excitement that always gets us into trouble. "Kiss the scariest guy in the club, win the pot. Five hundred bucks, April. You need this for your tuition."

Before I could ask what, Liv tugged me toward the couch where a small group had already started the most dangerous game in college: Truth or Dare. Jace was there, sprawled like a king. Ryan leaned against the wall, trying to look uninterested. Liv pulled Leo into the circle, and we squeezed in between them. It started innocent enough. “Truth,” said Liv. “Have you ever had a threesome?” “Do MMF and FFM both count?” she purred. Everyone groaned. Liv winked and sipped her drink. Then it was Ryan’s turn. “Dare,” he said flatly.

This time, it landed on Brenda again for a dare. A sophomore girl laughed, trying to break the ice. "Okay, Brenda! I dare you to make out with a boy of your choice in this circle right now!" The crowd immediately started chanting, "Make out! Make out!" Brenda smirked, her confidence returning. She scanned the circle, and her eyes locked onto Richard sitting on a bean bag away from us, looking good and completely detached from the game. Brenda stood up, walking confidently over to him. The crowd went wild, enjoying the cheer. I smiled at her.

Why the hell did I choose ' dare ' in order to prove that jerk wrong? "Wait, you have never had a drink before, right?" Finn queried me. I nodded, thinking he would change the date to at least something fairer than that. But no, he didn't change the dare. I gripped the bottle and took a shot; it burned me down my throat. "What does it feel like?" Finn questioned me. "Bitter," I breathed, still feeling the burn. Finally, it was Romeo's turn. "Dare," he muttered without waiting to be asked.

Perhaps, I would be curled up in my blanket whilst reading one of the romance novels I had acquired earlier from the bookstore or binge-watching some of the movies I had saved for later on Netflix. "Truth or dare Jessica?" Startled, I lurched, then blurted out. "Dare!" I hadn't realized what I had said until Alan began to chuckle. "Wow, you want to be dared?" His eyes twinkled as he gazed at me. "What, no!" I exclaimed. Jade grinned as she glanced at me."She already said it, so no turning back." "I dare you to kiss him!" Jade yelled pointing at someone who was at my back.

The other was glaring at challengeling Kimberly. "Aww, aren't you feisty when you're boozy? So what it's gonna be? Truth or dare?" My brows pinched further together. I was done being the safe girl, the good girl. Tonight I wanted to prove myself and the world I could also be spontaneous and fun. I could let go and be the sexy, bold girl. So there was no hesitation when the feared word slipped past my lips: "Dare." "Cool, a double dare!" Gabby squealed and I saw Olly bit his lip across the table.

Someone brought out cards, drinks, and soon, a round of truth or dare. It started innocently enough. Laughter. Teasing. Dares to dance or confess crushes. But things escalated quickly in the smaller circle inside the guest house. Mira’s shirt came off during a dare. She laughed, flirty but tipsy. Dax didn’t say much but his eyes lingered. Then it was his turn. “Dare,” he said without hesitation. Mira bit her lip. “I dare you to kiss me.” The room went quiet. Dax stood slowly and crossed the floor. His palm curled around the back of her neck. His lips brushed hers hot, commanding, and slow like molasses dripping in heat.