Truth Or Dare Games For Boyfriend Novels & Stories

My throat is dry for some reason, so when my response comes it’s hoarse, “Of course not.” A flicker of fear and doubt seeps into my tone as I add in a joking manner, “It looked like you were going to though.” Levi grins, a dazzling smile on his face as he responds, “We were playing truth or dare, Lyra. You understand it was all a game, don’t you?” I want to say I do but I really don’t. But the eyes of everyone in the room are on me, and they all look like they were having fun a moment ago but now they aren’t. If I make an issue out of my boyfriend playing a game at his own party, I would be the party pooper wouldn’t I?

“Spinning works. Who goes first?” We did rock-paper-scissors. Damian won. He spun the bottle, and it seemed to turn forever, the tension building until it stopped, pointing right back at him. “Oh, oh!” I exclaimed, clapping. “You’re up first. Truth or dare?” “How many truths do I get?” he asked. “Let’s do two truths and a dare,” I proposed. “Cool. Truth, then.” I leaned forward, pretending nonchalance. “Do you still love Ann?”

I had said that night, looking away and taking a puff from my vape. It was weird to play this game with my sibling, but it wasn't like I had a choice. I waited for her to give me the dare, praying she wouldn't ask me a personal question. And in this game, if you chose truth but refused to answer, you'd have to kiss someone outside the game which the darer would choose, regardless of their gender. What if I had to kiss a guy? I wasn't into that. Most of all, what if I had to kiss my game opponent? Fucking annoying!

his eyes are so serious that for a second, I want to believe in them but I can’t, that’s one of the reason, I first become his friend which lead to this chaos. I snatched my hand away, clearing my throat, I asked “What game do you want to play?” A look of disappointment crossed his face, another one of his manipulative techniques to make me feel guilty but I won’t fall for them, not again. “Truth or dare.” “Truth.”I replied sipping wine, “Do you love him, Aiden?” I gulped, “Yes.” “And if you hurt him, I will destroy you, Jacob, that’s a promise.”

He was shirtless, showing off a sculpted chest and abs that looked like they belonged on a magazine cover. The rules were simple and filthy: truth meant answering honestly, dare meant doing whatever the group voted on. Refuse and you had to take off an article of clothing or drink a full cup of mystery punch. The game started tame. Someone dared a girl to shotgun a beer. Another guy had to confess his body count. Then it turned. Tyler looked straight at me, his blue eyes gleaming. “Sophie, right? Truth or dare?” I swallowed hard. “Dare.” The group cheered. Tyler leaned forward, smirking. “I dare you to kiss the person to your left for thirty seconds. With tongue.”

In fact, when I complained, he even accused me of being too spoiled, saying I couldn't even tolerate his childhood friend. And this time was no different. Ryan pulled his wrist from my grasp and answered the call. On the other end, Michelle’s voice came through, trembling with sobs. "Ryan, I’m at the Champs Club…" Seeing Ryan’s expression, I felt a deep chill spread through me. Her voice was broken and uneven, but I understood everything. Michelle lost a game of Truth or Dare with the others and had to kiss a man for three minutes. Otherwise, she would face a punishment.

It comes as a surprise to me, I thought he was really furious at me. "Too bad we've done too many rounds, for a first time player, Haven here is pretty good at the game. She didn't lose a single clothing." I feel Aamon's arm twitch. His breathing is calm and he's acting so casual it's confusing. "We're going to change the game to a way more interesting one." "What game is that?" "Truth or dare." Kai says. "Hmm, I guess I'm in." A brunette girl, who said her name is Maya, answers. "A little truth won't hurt, a dare too." Her eyes quickly look over at Aamon then back to her friend who shrugs and says it's cool with her.

Then, they clinked their glasses. Afterward, they continued playing games. This time the game was ‘Truth or Dare’. Charm was in-charged to spin the bottle. They were all laughing out loud as all of them chose ‘dare’. They thought that choosing the truth was a little boring. It was now Mandy’s turn. “Truth or dare?” Charm asked. “Dare!” Mandy chose dare as well. Everyone happily yelled at her. “Guys, wait! What do you think is the best dare for the bride to be?” Kat asked.

“What game?” “A real one? No more running. Something like truth or dare. But no truths. Just dares.” What am I saying? This isn't me. What the fuck am I doing? Zayn’s grey eyes narrow. He walks toward me, slow and predatory, until he’s close enough that I feel the heat radiating off his chest. “A game,” he repeats, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register. “Truth or dare but only dares.” He smiles. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, bunny. But I like it. Sounds interesting.”

He was shirtless, showing off a sculpted chest and abs that looked like they belonged on a magazine cover. The rules were simple and filthy: truth meant answering honestly, dare meant doing whatever the group voted on. Refuse and you had to take off an article of clothing or drink a full cup of mystery punch. The game started tame. Someone dared a girl to shotgun a beer. Another guy had to confess his body count. Then it turned. Tyler looked straight at me, his blue eyes gleaming. “Sophie, right? Truth or dare?” I swallowed hard. “Dare.” The group cheered. Tyler leaned forward, smirking. “I dare you to kiss the person to your left for thirty seconds. With tongue.”