The Rapper's Groupie
By T.M. Smith
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The Rapper
D Monz is a rap icon on two realms—Earth and Scath. When threatening hate mail pours in, the Firebrands send aid.
The Groupie
Celie isn’t really a groupie. She’s a witch warrior who gets off on the wrong foot with the rapper when she’s sent to protect him.
The Romance
Because of D’s family genetics, he requires more sex than most of his demon breed. The problem is simple. With the threats, outside help for his situation could be dangerous. So, if Celie wants to protect the rapper, she has a decision to make.
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The Rapper's Groupie - T.M. Smith
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Copyright© 2024 T.M. Smith
ISBN: 978-0-3695-0519-4
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer
Editor: Jessica Ruth
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THE RAPPER’S GROUPIE
The Blood Coven World
T.M. Smith
Copyright © 2024
Chapter One
In AD 452, the Blood Coven, led by the warlock known as the Cambion from Wales, divided the world into three realms: Scath, Darque, and Earth. Such was necessary to avert the doom of humankind.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Present Day
D Monz jumped into the air and shot his guitar above his head, his arms high and straight before he crashed onto his knees. His fingers attacked the strings for the final ear-splitting note. It was a stellar athletic, musical, and dramatic show closer. He glanced into the darkness beyond the stage lights. Last performance before a short break.
Storming off stage, he fled the adoration of the crowd and their thundering applause. Panty tossing had once been exciting. No longer. Ignoring his drummer Riot-R, who probably wanted him to share a few females, he slammed into his dressing room.
With his back to the door, he shrugged his T-shirt overhead. About to toe off his well-worn motorcycle boots, he heard the door open. Angry at the interruption, he spun around, growling.
What the fuck?
An out-of-breath female leaned against the wall. She wore a skin-tight, black leather skirt and a long-sleeved, cropped and torn T-shirt. Through one of the holes, he saw part of a lacy bra. Her outfit screamed groupie. Despite that fact, her long red hair, tamed in a braid with only wisps curling around her face, captured his attention.
She locked her green-eyed gaze on him, studying D from his scuffed boots to his black-haired head. Oops. Sorry. Didn’t know you were in here yet. I thought I was late.
She was tall and curvy but lean-muscled as if she lifted a few weights. He didn’t want what was on his drummer’s menu tonight, but what the hell. When food dropped onto your plate, it was rude not to eat.
D grinned. You can apologize by taking off your clothes and getting on your knees.
He folded his arms across his chest, waiting for her performance.
She puzzled her brows. Why would I do that?
Get naked? It’s a nicer view while you’re blowing me. And when you’re finished with the first task, I plan to fuck you.
I’m not here to have sex with you.
She nearly spit out the words accompanied by a squinted, incredulous glare.
Then why are you here?
"I’m a reporter for Rap Magazine."
D tilted his head to the side. Stalking toward her, he reached for her arm.
She slipped away, backing into a corner. Your manager promised me a story.
D Monz opened the door so hard it bounced back into his hand. He shouted into the hallway, Marko, you mo’ fo’, there’s a reporter in my dressing room.
He faced her again, his upper lip curled into a snarl.
She had the nerve to punch his shoulder. Really? You were going to let me stay if I sucked your cock but not if I’m a reporter?
Word. Is that a problem?
Though weird, I suppose I could interview you on my knees, but these lips are getting nowhere near your dick, dick.
Calling me a dick is not a good way to get an interview.
Well, doesn’t look like I’m getting one anyway.
Marko crashed the impromptu party. What up? Oh, she’s here. Forgot to mention it, D. She’ll get the band great publicity.
He whispered, She’s human.
No shit.
No aura. Not an Aeternal.
Marko stretched out his arm, slowly stepped toward the reporter chick, and shook hands. As you may have guessed, I’m Marko, manager extraordinaire. And beautiful lady, you are?
He held her palm a little longer than necessary.
Celie. Celie Myers. I took the assignment since I love…
she glanced at D Monz… make that loved—past tense—this asshole’s playing and rap-rock. I was happy to get it. Because it was last minute, I had to cancel an appointment, shower, and dress. Then I thought I was late and took a cab, which I really can’t afford…
D Monz shot a daggered gaze at Marko.
She must have caught the exchanged glances. Too much. Yeah. I get that. So, where do you want me?
D grinned. We’ve already had that convo.
We did. Yeah. Knees. And things didn’t work out so well for you.
She glanced at the overstuffed chair. I’ll sit there. You take the couch.
Marko stopped his exit, obviously thinking better of it. I’ll just stick around to referee.
He shut the door.
They both smiled at him. She slung her satchel to the floor, rummaging through it to take out an electronic pad. She settled it on her lap, leaned back, and crossed her fishnet-stockinged, shapely, long legs. D’s gaze fixed on her tall-ass black leather