The Dare Harley Laroux Novels & Stories

“Langston lives in the city—14th Avenue, Penthouse 7! Gregory—he’s at a private estate on Willow Drive. Marcus—he keeps a low profile, but he’s usually at the old harbor warehouse, Pier 16. That’s all of them—I swear!” Dare held his gaze, scanning his face for any trace of a lie. Fear poured off Mr. Bennett in waves, his breathing erratic, tears streaking his bloodied face. He was broken—there was no fight left in him. Good. Without another word, Dare pulled out his phone and sent the names and locations to Theo. His message was brief—efficient. “Three targets. Clean job. No survivors.” The response came almost immediately: “On it.” Dare stood, towering over Mr. Bennett’s trembling form. “Yo

Dare explained matter of factly and Leon snorted, raising an amused brow. "Well, that night..." Leon started and his words trailed off down memory lane. ******* After the attack on Ocean Roar three nights ago to which he had lost his mother, Dare sat alone as usual, battling the loss of his only remaining family member, drowned in his grief. He was so lost in thought, that he did not notice someone approaching him until a cold hand touched his shoulder causing him to jump out of his skin. It was Leon and his eyes widened slightly in surprise. He wasn't expecting to see him in the next three days since it was his crowning day. He was taking over Ocean Roar as the new Pride, and knowing he wou

Never had I felt so much anger towards another singular person. I heard a muffled cry come from Ella. The pain and desperation in her voice was real and something you rarely heard from Ella Jones. "You know who I am, Martinez-" "I am well aware," he replied. "Leonardo Loren. The most ruthlessly terrifying man to ever live." "Then you'll be well aware of what I do to people that do things that anger me," Leo said. "And raping my Luna is top of that list." "You've got nothing on me, Loren. Even if you do find me, you're alone, outnumbered and we have guns," he said in an amused tone. "And relax, I'll ensure that she has fun. After all, it is the last thing she'll do before death."

“Close it out today. File everything before noon.” Lydia nodded, flipping her notepad shut. The room moved on to the next file like they were automated. Iris tried to focus, but beneath her blazer and her perfectly pressed white shirt, her skin felt too tight. She’d barely slept. Her head was full of Dante’s dismissal, the stupid ache she hated herself for feeling, and now the assignment that could get him arrested if she slipped even once. She couldn’t slip. She refused to. “So,” one of the junior lawyers piped up, “the expenses for the Harper account…”

Mustache, black hair, black eyes and a sour expression. "We want to ask you a few questions. We won't take your time. " I almost rolled my eyes at that. Too cliché. "what exactly happened? " I took a deep breath and started talking. When I was done, mum reached over and squeezed my hand. I blinked back tears while officer Williams scribbled furiously on a notepad. Detective Allen nodded. "Do you know who would want to harm you?" I nodded. "A..A...D.. Dams Ripley."

A lot of girls went 'aww' and Alex grunted, "Cheesy motherfucker. " "Wrong answer. " Laura exclaimed. "You get a dare. " "What? No. That's not how it works. " "That is, indeed how it works. " Laura argued. "That's what you get for being cheesy. " Henri laughed. Axel frowned, but he had no choice but to follow the rules. Please Laura, don't say anything stupid. Please— "I dare you to kiss someone in this room. "

Okay, I am excited—I take out the slip without a second delay and give it to the senior. "Okay!" The senior opened and read the dare before looking at me and Jacob. "Okay, the dare is— girl, you have to give your partner a lap dance!" "What?" I was shocked. "Whoosh!" Everyone exclaimed while clapping their hands. Lap dance no way! I looked at Jacob, who was staring at me with a smirk on his lips. "No, I am not going to give him a lap dance." "Common Aurora, darling, kill it!" Rosie gave me a choice.

The alcohol burned warm and easy, and the room spun in the best way possible. The dares escalated from there—girls flashing, guys confessing body counts, secrets spilling like drinks sloshing on the carpet. The energy pulsed hotter and louder with every turn, until Caleb Stiller leaned forward, eyes glittering with something dangerous. “Charlie.” His smirk cut across the circle. I lifted a brow, cup hovering at my lips. “What?” “I dare you…” He drew it out, like he was savoring it. Then his grin twisted sharp and cruel. “I dare you to break into Grayfield and bring back something from the school.”

“Have you completely lost it? How could you ask such a thing?” Lily looked back at me, “It’s called a dare, Scaredy cat!” “Precisely,” Neila Dorman cut in. “You made me flash my boobs at Mr Reitman last week, didn’t you? That poor professor almost had a coronary.” “Yeah, but that was just —” I began. “A dare? You’re right. And I did it. This is also a dare.” I swallowed, “I'd rather pay up.” “Fine! $20,000,” Lily stated nonchalantly, stretching forth her hand, palm up.

Most women would have kicked off, not Harmony. “I can’t accept this,” Lauren says, trying to hand the money back and Harmony steps back. “You can and you will. Merry Christmas.” She says and I take her hand in mine and pull her out of the bar and towards my cage. Opening her door for her and she thanks me, and I strap her in and close the door. “Outlaw.” I stop and look at Hound and he is smiling at me and gives me a nod and I nod back as I enter the cage and start it up.