Rap Battle Roasts Novels & Stories

A few days later, news hit the pack. That night, on the top floor of Thorn Tavern, something brutal happened. Elena Vance had been torn apart by Liam— shredded, nothing left to bury. The Chief Elder fought, tried to save himself. Didn't matter. Liam ripped his throat out anyway. When Liam came back to himself— when the Rampage faded and he saw what he'd done— the blood, the pieces, the ruin— something inside him broke for good. He stumbled out of the tavern and disappeared into the wilderness.

Three other victorious fighters from earlier matches trailed in as well, all of them tall, muscular futas with hungry eyes and growing bulges in their shorts. “Club rules, rookie,” Carla said, voice low and mocking. “You lose… you pay. And tonight you’re the locker room bitch.” Roxy tried to stand tall, but her legs were still shaky. “Fuck you. I’m not….” A heavy hand from behind shoved her forward. One of the other fighters, a tall Black futa named Jax grabbed Roxy’s sports bra and ripped it off in one brutal yank, exposing her firm breasts and hard nipples.

She added excitedly. I huffed and crossed my arms poutingly as Lia began ransacking my side of the closet. Oh boy! This girls really... JAY'S POV Roe did the intro with the piano. I hope you know, you caused this flow, Of words and heart and broken dreams, But my fault lies in what I chose, You wait for me, I'll keep you here... I rapped as the crowd cheered, some videod, the girls squealing and shrieking. I smiled. Roe continued playing softly on the piano while I supported with my lead guitar shaking my head in rhythm to the melodious music.

Most people only ask about the topic or theme. “How about a regular battle with three guest judges, three rounds each person of sixteen bars per round? I’ll start first, and we let the best of three rounds win the battle?” Zen had no idea what it was, but he liked the idea of a blood-free battle for his ingredients. Those shades were the only things he needed from this weirdo, and he would explore other options should he lose this rap battle. “Deal!” Zen declared. “When will we host the battle?” Excited that there would be a new reason for him to perform again, the rapper declared that it would be held in two days.

There was free beer that we’d taxed out of a cargo ship just this morning, a ship that had been delayed by the storm and we were all enjoying the fruits of our raid while we watched badass men and women kick and punch and beat the hell out of each other. Tyga, the reigning champion had defeated three of his friends without breaking a sweat and was now awaiting his fourth adversary while beating on his chest like a deranged caveman. I shook my head at his antics while the crowd cheered for him and swirled the beer in my bottle before scanning the crowd with my eyes. I was sitting on a high railing so that I could have a proper view of all my people as I searched for the next contender who wou

And she was obviously jealous. "Next time, don't put too much hot sauce," Rustov reminded. I ate quietly. I thought of Kiara's reaction. Were they supposed to be together tonight? But if that's the case, why doesn't Rustov seem to care about him? After dinner we mingled with the people. I forced myself to insert because I wanted to go ahead. Rustov grabbed me by the elbow and shielded those who would collide with me. "Wow! The from their stunts! "I said while looking at the group of boys performing. Hiphop is the dance and the speed with which they move.

She laughs a little as she says, "I would have thought that was obvious! You pushed my boundaries, so I thought I would have a try at yours..." "You are going to make me lose control soon..." I growl as my hips move slightly with the rhythm of her mouth. "What if they are looking for something?" Brett asks. "They could be, but what? What would rogues be looking for?" Raphael taps away on his laptop before saying, "Rogues are not interested in much unless it's a good fight, free food, mischief or..." I growl a little not hearing the rest of what he was saying, the next thing I hear is from Brett,

He joined this pack three weeks ago and is quite a good warrior. "Alright. The chosen have been presented. Now I need you two to drink water and prepare yourself. I give you one more minute." Rolandro said. A minute later, Mel and the other guy named Rhett Scott were already squatting, their hands in between their thighs and touching the ground. "I don't see the proud face. Don't tell me you burned yours, Mel. Look at Rhett, he's a natural." Immediately, Mel wore a haughty expression. "Good. Now leap, froggies!" Rolandro declared and the two started leaping. They got to their first stump of wood and scaled over it by leaping like frogs. They kept leaping on the ground until they got to their