Love Me If You Dare Mga Nobela at Kwento

But even if I had slept with a girl before, I know better than to lay their names down before these clowns. Chatters went on, but I didn't care. Jackie gently squeezed my hand, trying to make me feel better. Dav went ahead and collected the cards, played with them and served them again. I'm hoping Carlson won't take it upon himself to do that dare, maybe I will be safe. This time, a girl got up to do the dare. "Card number 8 and 6, I dare you to kiss and make out before everyone!" Wow! I thought Carlson was just being a jerk, but this girl...she's on another level.

Ian whispers. My brown eyes meet up with Eric's and I immediately ignore Ian's response. If I choose truth, I would be vulnerable to Eric and he would ask me anything he would want—he'd take it as an opportunity to learn more about me, for me to admit. "Dare," I breathe out. I swear, nobody's laughing now. We're all quiet. "Dare?" Eric raises an eyebrow, licking his lower lip nervously. "You heard me. Dare," "I dare you to kiss me."

Later, in the dark, he traced the welts on her skin with apologetic fingers. “We’re burning out,” she whispered. He didn’t answer. Just pulled her closer, as if he could fuse them together and stop the spiral. The next dare was scrawled on the bathroom mirror in her lipstick, bold and red. **Dare #11: Confess to Mom. Tell her what her stepkids do when the lights go out.** Alex stared at the words until they blurred. The game had always lived in the shadows; this would drag it into daylight. She wiped the mirror clean with her sleeve, leaving streaks like blood.

The circle went quiet—anticipation thick enough to choke on. Riley leaned forward, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Truth or dare, Issa?” I met Lisa’s gaze across the fire. “Dare.” Riley’s grin turned feral. “Kiss the hottest person here. Full make-out. Thirty seconds. No half-assing.” My heart slammed against my ribs. Lisa smirked—small, victorious—like she already knew I’d chicken out. I looked around the circle slowly. Theo. Maya. Some guy named Kai. Riley.

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Good girl. With the anxious need of a man who is starving, his mouth slammed down on mine and pinned me against the door. He raised the dress up by placing his hands on my thighs. He whispered, "You know what my dare is?" in between lips. Dazed, I shook my head. His mouth touched my jaw and then moved to my neck. "I dare you to let me fuck you in every room of this my apartment tonight." My heart raced. "What?”

Dare says and I laugh. “Honestly, we're not that complex. You just need to be understanding to get us. Like sometimes we want your attention but there are also times we want to be alone. We can be hungry for chocolate today doesn't mean we want that every single day. It's just about asking us what we want and you'll get an answer. It's as easy as that.” “You see as I am here eh," Dare says. “If I'm hungry, you'll know. If I'm sad, you'll know. If I'm dead, you don't even need to ask me to know.”

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." ***

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.

“Alright, bitches. Rules: you pick truth or dare. If you refuse, you take a shot and answer and do the dare. No backsies.” She twists around, grabbing a crumpled pack of cards from the nightstand. “We’ll draw to see who goes first.” The deck is sticky in my fingers when I pull a card, the queen of hearts. Mia whoops, slapping my knee. “Ladies first, baby. Truth or dare?” I don’t even hesitate. “Dare.” A slow, predatory smile spreads across her face. “I knew you’d say that.” She leans in, her breath hot against my ear, “I dare you to kiss the person in this room you want to kiss the most.