Carly Fall, author of Finding My Faith, is kind enough to sit in as guest host today. She wanted to change things up a bit. I think you’ll like it.
Over to you, Carly.
I had the pleasure of sitting down with Rayner from Finding My Faith a couple of weeks ago. Thankfully we were both in Phoenix, so I didn’t have to travel to see him.
We met at the swanky, yet very comfortable, Wigwam Resort in Litchfield Park, Arizon, at the outside bar. It was about an hour before the sun went down, so I knew that time would be limited as his eyes would start to glow his alien color, a fiery red, once the sun set behind the mountains.
Sitting together on a couch near one of the fire pits, we slowly sipped our drinks and talked in quiet tones. I supposed to anyone who happened to glance our way, we may have looked like lovers sharing a special moment or secret. However, I know that Rayner will never stray from his mate, Faith. Lovers we would never be, but I did know his secrets.
His blond hair falls to his chin in one length; his profile is one of strong, chiseled features. He stands about six foot five and weighs somewhere between two hundred and fifty to two hundred and eighty pounds. He is one long, hard slab of a man. It’s hard to believe he’s not fully human.
Carly: How are things going, Rayner? How’s Faith?
Rayner: She’s had a hard time trying to deal with the violence and trauma she’s been through with her kidnapping and her parents death, but she’s a strong girl, so I know that eventually she’ll be as good as new.
Carly: And what about you? How are you holding up?
Rayner: I’m solid. I hate seeing Faith in pain, but together we’re slowly putting our lives back together. It’s all about baby steps, Carly.
Carly: You’re much more subdued than the other Warriors. Why is that?
Rayner: I’m a Forest Dweller on my planet. We’re peaceful people. Simple people. So, it’s my nature, I guess.
Carly: Except where Faith’s concerned.
Rayner smiled, and gazed into the fire.
Rayner: Exactly. I’d move Heaven and Hell to protect Faith, and kill anyone who stepped in my way.
Carly: Tell me a little bit about the legend, The Woman With Fire for Hair.
Rayner: Well, you know as much as I do. Supposedly every twenty-five years there’s a red-headed Native American born. One of these women will meet a wolf warrior with red eyes. Together, they will produce a prodigal son that will one day save the Earth with his abilities to heal the Earth. Where there are floods, he will be able to dry out the land. Where there is drought, he will be able to create rain. With his abilities he will save millions of people. So, yeah, Faith’s got the red hair, I have the red eyes…so we’ll see where it all leads. I mean, I’m pretty certain the legend has come true, because really, what are the chances of a redheaded Native American female meeting a male with red eyes? Not something that happens everyday.
Carly: Do you ever think you and the other Warriors will be able to return home, Rayner?
Rayner sighs. I don’t know. I miss home and I miss my family. But I would never leave Faith now. She’s got me sticking around for good. I can’t imagine even trying to exist without my little redheaded firecracker. I mean, I hope that one day we will have completed our mission here and be able to go home for the sake of all of our pride, and the fact some of my fellow Warriors want to go home, but I just don’t know.
Rayner looked to the sky, obviously gauging how much time he had before his eyes started to glow.
Rayner: I better get going, Carly.
We stood up and he shook my hand.
Carly: Thank you for telling me your story, Rayner. Do you think Hudson (one of his fellow Warriors) will talk to me?
Rayner laughs: Don’t know. The guy’s like a slab of concrete. There’s something going on in there, not sure what, but there’s something that’s not quite…right with him. So, yeah, good luck with getting him to open up, Carly. See you later.
Finding My Faith
By Carly Fall
Growing up in a small Northern Arizona town, Faith Cloudfoot’s life was spent playing in the forests surrounding her house under the protective eyes of her father, and learning about the legends of her Native American heritage.
Yearning for more out of her life, she moves to Phoenix, Arizona at the age of twenty-three where she is kidnapped and almost killed.
Rayner has a special ability, one that weighs on him like a curse. He can see spirits trapped in between life and their final resting place. Because he can’t do much to help them, he studiously ignores them. He concentrates, instead, on working with his fellow warriors to right the wrongs caused by the evil criminals from his home planet.
When Rayner sees Faith in her spirit form while investigating a lead in Phoenix, his attraction to her is immediate, yet he follows his own personal code and ignores her cry for attention. When he realizes that she may be a stepping stone to getting him home to his own universe, he engages Faith and begins to use her as a means to an end: going home.
As the attraction grows stronger, Rayner finds himself breaking all sorts of self-set rules, as well as the code of ethics set by him and his fellow warriors. When Faith nears death, Rayner realizes that he must do everything in his power to save her, because if he doesn’t, he may just lose himself.
About the Author:
Carly Fall lives in Arizona with her incredibly supportive husband, their son and their dog.
She enjoys the weather in Arizona, and when she isn’t writing, you can find her spending time with her family, or lazily floating in the pool.
Carly has spent twenty years writing business materials, and Shackled to the Night was her first foray into fiction.
For more information on upcoming books as well as freebies and giveaways, visit her website.