Truth Dare Good Questions Novels & Stories

From a particular experience, there is one detail that will remain firmly imprinted in my mind forever. The first month we worked together, I made the mistake of going to the hotel gym during a convention and found him sweating and shirtless next to the treadmill. I've never seen such amazing hair on a man, and his face was something any male model would kill for. Newly puffed hair. That's what the ladies below dubbed it, and they claimed it lived up to the name. Remembering him dabbing his chest with his shirt will haunt me always. Naturally, his opening his mouth had ruined the moment

John around, and I gulped hard. I couldn't admit to being the Triple L's mate. "Mia, you have ten seconds to provide the answer for any truth or dare questions, so hurry up," Veronica encouraged me, as she peered at my face. "I haven't found my mate," I lied. "Mia, if you don't want to tell us, you should take a glass of wine. If you lie, it's against the rule. So tell us, have you found your mate? Yes or no?"

Tiffany. Dares are for the strong of heart and with this bunch, I will admit that I am very weak hearted. When Toby was dared to take a lick of the boxers found in my room, they became ruled out as too extreme and no more dares for us, just truths. Now this was a field which I excelled well in. “Ainsley, truth or truth?” I asked her as she glared at me. “The second one.” She answered dragging her feet in.

Tristan humored, leaning in. “Okay! Okay! Truth or Dare?” Meo answered, his voice flicking like a burning match. “Let me think about it…” Tristan stalled. The others groaned with annoyance, their faces twisting. “Dare,” Tristan finally said, his voice hardening into a challenge

Kai stretched his arm behind me casually along the back of the bench while Mason sat close enough on my other side that our legs stayed pressed together. Neither of them acknowledged it. Which somehow made it worse. Truth or dare started after somebody produced vodka from a backpack. At first it stayed stupid. “Who here has the worst GPA?” “Who cried over an ex?” “Who would survive a horror movie?” Then the questions got more personal. More dangerous. Kai leaned forward slightly, firelight flickering across his face while he looked directly at me. “Ezra. Truth or dare?” “Truth. I’m not drunk enough for dare yet.”

Marcus said with a grin, “No one can refuse a dare. If you refuse, you have to take three shots in a row. And if it’s a truth, you have to answer honestly, no matter what. No dodging and no lying.” I shifted uncomfortably, that kind of game could get very dangerous, very quickly. I glanced at Zade, wondering if he would back out now, but to my surprise, he merely shrugged, as if he didn’t care. “Whatever.” He muttered, “Just get on with it.”

Damn you! After that, Georgia spun the bottle, and unfortunately, it landed pointing at me. “Your turn,” Alex whispered. “Helena, truth or dare?” Georgia excitedly said. I didn't want a dare. “Truth,” I answered and waited for her question. “Since this is the first time we've met each other, I just wanna ask how's life?” She asked, and they were waiting for my answer. I sighed.

I did say something like that yesterday. “It’s my turn to ask.” He raised his hand. “Do you choose between dare or truth?” I wasn’t sure at first. But I could always lie. No vow could bind me here. But he would make sure that I followed a dare. “Truth.” “Did you truly sleep with Dante?” He questioned me. “Ye…” I couldn’t finish the word. “Ye… Ye…” What the fuck? “YEYEYEYEYE!” I tried to say yes, but I couldn’t finish the word. He pursed his lips so hard that his lips nearly turned white. I continued, “YEYEYEYEYEYE!”

She turned to Kimber and asked, "Truth or Dare?" "Truth," She replied. It was becoming a theme, Cameron thought, she was the only one doing any dares. But Jaiden was excited. She absolutely loved asking truth questions. Trying to find something that the other person might not want to answer, but getting them to do it in a way that didn't embarrass them. It was an art.

“Judging by your reactions, you’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?” The two girls just smirked at her. “I don’t have anything to confess, so... dare,” Amara said, making everyone pout in disappointment. Their reaction made her wonder what kind of question they had in mind. No doubt, it was about Xavier—and how could she answer that when she was confused herself? “Ugh, boring! You should’ve picked truth,” Yel complained. “Nope. Dare,” Amara insisted, smirking. “I don’t think we’ll change her mind,” Cassy chimed in. “Think of something challenging.”