The 31 Days, 31 Authors event continues with Phoenix Rayne. This breakout author has a lot of great books under her writing belt, including the Cupid Desire series, From Love to Loathe series (great series, by the way), and Your Secret Safe With Me. Let’s get to know Phoenix as she gives her inspiration to writing these wonderful stories.
Now, here’s Phoenix!! 🙂
Phoenix Rayne is the alter ego of a small town girl in Arkansas. She’s an avid reader and enjoys hanging out with her closest girlfriends and dressing up for dinner parties. She released her first book in November of 2013 and has been ecstatic with the incredible backup of her work.
1. Besides writing, what else do you like to do?
Shopping, lots and lot’s of shopping. I am the Dollar Tree queen.
2. What inspired you to become an author?
I got tired of reading about girls who didn’t look or think like me.
3. What was your first reaction when your debut novel was published?
They liked it enough to publish as is? OMG!!!! I published a book about a fluffy girl like me and people want to read it!!!!!!!
4. Where do you see yourself in the next 5 years?
Hopefully directing my first series on Netflix.
5. What advice can you give to anyone who wants to become an author?
Just write it, I promise somebody will read it.
Alareik stepped under the showerhead and stood there until the falling water was nothing more than an echo in the back of his mind. For the fifth time, he simply drifted off in the middle of the day. Damn. I’m so restless and easily distracted these days. He recalled his mother squeezing his hand the prior evening, at dinner. She’d asked him twice about his day; he hadn’t even realized she was speaking to him.
He looked out his window and noticed the low-hanging clouds, then quickly finished his shower, realizing he was going to be late for his first assignment if he didn’t hurry. He grabbed the fluffy, big towel from the rack. His skin was a perfect shade of caramel against the bright white terrycloth. He ran it through his shiny black hair twice, then held it at both ends while he flexed his strong, well-chiseled muscles and dried his back, a physique that looked like he worked out twenty hours a day. The truth was, though, that Alareik hadn’t exercised a day in his life, and he didn’t see a need for it. He was six-three, with zero body fat and a smile so bright that a blind man could see it. He repeated the same technique on his chest, then he gave his lower body some attention.
When he was finished drying, he tossed the damp towel in the bathroom hamper, then looked in the mirror. He had hazel eyes and well-maintained eyebrows. He pulled a comb through his hair, then dressed in his work uniform, including black jeans and his black boots.
Alareik opened his front door, but when he saw the clouds creeping at his feet, he slammed the door behind him. “I know, I know,” he told the little white clouds nipping at his legs as he rolled his shoulders back. Two massive, ivory wings burst from his back and hung down by his ankles. He spread them wide and shot up into the sky.
Things were already underway when Alareik landed in the square. Remy rushed over, holding his assignments, as well as his bow and arrows. Remy was Alareik’s right-hand man, and his physique was identical to Alareik’s. His skin looked as if it had been kissed by the sun, and he had the same shoulder-length, shiny black hair. They were also the same height. Remy could tell by the look on Alareik’s face that something was troubling and distracting him. They’d been best mates for Remy’s entire life, so Remy knew his friend would talk about it when he was good and ready.
Alareik pulled his bow and his quiver of arrows around his bare back. Looking down at his assignment sheet, he noticed he’d been assigned to six cases. “Come see me when you return from your assignments,” the bottom of the paper said. The normal was five daily, but Alareik could finish ten when he had to. Most of the cupids had trouble doing three, and completing four assignments in one day was a stretch for even the best of them. Alareik was no normal cupid, though; he always put everything he had into each assignment. Most of the cupids considered him a machine.
“Diner at noon?” Remy asked Alareik.
They nodded, stretched their wings wide, and took flight.
Alareik bolted down to Earth, knowing he was already running late. Time could be his best friend or his worst enemy; for the time being, it was not on his side. A couple who was destined to be together might have that one and only chance. Being a cupid was hard enough without having to deal with humans, but mere seconds could determine the fate of their union, so cupids had to stick to a very tight schedule. The fact that they couldn’t be seen by the human eye helped because no human would have been able to handle the sight of a bare-chested, winged man walking and flying around. Most human beings couldn’t fathom such mythical creatures being real, so they stayed out of sight.
Alareik’s first assignment for the day was in a high school. When he looked down at his assignment sheet, the written words were blinking yellow; he had to hurry before he missed the perfect moment. He hurried to the busy second-floor hall, skirting through the buildings and pushing right through the walls like they were made of butter.
Reagan Poindexter, a sophomore, a B+ student, and the captain of the debate team, had been in love with Warrick Stallings since middle school. Warrick, a junior honor roll student, was on the school’s championship wrestling team.
Alareik glanced at his assignment sheet again and saw that it was blinking red. He only had seconds before it turned back to black. He spotted Reagan as she was getting her science book and notebook out of her locker, and he saw Warrick walking in her direction, accompanied by a few teammates from his wrestling team, all of them laughing and cheering and reminiscing about the previous night’s match. At the pace Warrick was going, Reagan would be sitting in her seat in class before he reached her. If Alareik was going to make it work, he had to slow Reagan down somehow.
Reagan closed her locker and started walking down the hall, away from Warrick.
While Alareik didn’t know why the two very different kids were destined to be together, he did know this relationship was extremely important to the seer stone; the teenagers wouldn’t have been his number-one assignment if they weren’t important. The cupids had to strictly obey what the seer stone showed them, and there was a whole team of cupids tasked with studying and reading the stone daily. The stone delegated the assignments, what future or lost loves needed to be brought together or reunited.
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