Rain Dayze
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Aspiring writer with a passion for spice, pets, and coffee. I've published through here before under a different name, but it's still me! I've got an alternative site for content: https://www.inkitt.com/angela5347
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His Fall: A Rockstar Romance. Content Warning.
Tyler Tuesday, May 3rd, 2016. - Velvet Sugar Exotic Dancing, Los Angeles, California- 9:30 PM. Adrenaline is a funny thing. After being on the road for 7 months with the band, I should be exhausted. That's not the case. I'm vibrating with excitement, like I just snorted a line of coke. Finally, after two years of writing, recording, and arguments, Riot was born. It's a personal project that my two childhood friends Victor Aimes, Rio Mendez, and I created. We held auditions for a backup vocalist/rhythmic guitar player and a second electric guitarist. Tony Kent became the vocalist, and Paul Jones became the bassist.
By Rain Dayzeabout a month ago in Filthy
His Fall: A Rockstar Romance. Content Warning.
Tyler Tuesday, April 9th, 2024- Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, California-5:45 PM. Why the fuck did I ever agree to this? To another tour exactly four days after we finished one up? There are two reasons, actually. One, I'm a sucker for the disgusting amount of money we make on these things, and two, the guys talked me into it. I kind of owe them my entire career, and I kind of, sort of, fucked things up really bad. This is one of the two things that I agreed to do to make things right. As for the other? Ugh, don't get me started.
By Rain Dayzeabout a month ago in Filthy
We Don't Talk to Edith Thompson. Content Warning.
September 2nd, 2025-8:35 AM "W-what do you mean, 'we don't talk to Edith Thompson'?" I ask, mind still spinning from the confusing revelation. It just doesn't make any sense! Why would an entire community, unanimously, decide to publicly shun a weird teen girl? Like, what did she do? What does she know? Rubbing both my temples, I continue, "Is that girl Edith Thompson? Why doesn't anyone talk to or acknowledge her? What happens if you do talk to her?"
By Rain Dayzeabout a month ago in Horror
We Don't Talk to Edith Thompson. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: One Rule September 2nd, 2025- 7:45 AM "Honey," a voice echoes, gently stirring me from my warm slumber. My eyes are still heavy. Five more minutes should be okay. A soft hand taps on my cheek as the voice repeats, "Honey!!" Fine, fine, I grumble to myself, forcing my eyes open. As my vision adjusts, I remember where I am, in my mom's car outside of Danvers High School in the brisk fall air, for my first day as a junior. At my second new high school of the year. Perks of being a divorce child, I guess.
By Rain Dayze2 months ago in Horror
What's New?
Hello everyone! It's been a very long time since I've posted an update. First off, I apologize to anyone who may have missed out on some of the amazing writing I've done over the years. The past few years have been hard on me and my family. My mother is in a long-term care facility in a completely different state, and there's been family drama regarding my lack of pregnancy, arguments about money, etc. Pretty much anything that involves changes, resulted in a fight. The second thing is, I went to nursing school! A huge change in my social and work life.
By Rain Dayze3 months ago in Writers
Rebel Heir: A Review
Rebel Heir is the latest installment in the Vancity Villains book series written by Jaine Diamond. Now, For those of you not in the loop, or who have not fallen down the rabbit hole of hot rock star romances, Mrs. Diamond is your gal. She created an entire series of books set in the same universe as Rebel Heir, affectionately referred to as the "Dirtyverse" beginning with the sizzling Dirty series and continuing in the Player's series. If sexy, brooding rock stars with only one thing on their minds are your cup of tea, then check out her other works here. Otherwise, buckle up and enjoy the ride!
By Rain Dayze4 years ago in Journal
Spin Cycle
It’s 10:15 pm, raining, cold and dreary. A typical night in Chicago in September. I’m on a metal bench sitting outside Wash 4 Coin on North Magnolia Ave, formerly Wash U Coin, until it got sold. After a good downpour, The air is crisp and clean. I love it. What ruins the mood is that I’m stuck doing about three weeks' worth of laundry on a Saturday. Long story short, the smell made me want to vomit. So here I am, with six sizeable trash bags full of my clothing, towels, bedding, etc., waiting for a washer to be available.
By Rain Dayze4 years ago in Fiction
