Novels by Rain Tummy

POV: JaredThe crimson glow of Xaden's taillights vanished beyond the bend, swallowed whole by the darkness. But his presence lingered thick and suffocating, like the acrid smell of smoke after a fire. My fists curled so tightly my knuckles cracked, but the tremor in my hands betrayed me. I couldn't let Zina see it. Not now.Not after this.She knelt on the damp earth, clutching Asher so fiercely it seemed as if letting go would splinter him into irreparable pieces. The boy's muffled sobs pierced the suffocating silence, each one a blade twisting deeper into my chest. I dropped to one knee beside them, the gravel biting into my skin as I reached out and brushed Zina's shoulder.She flinched hard."Zina." My voice came out hoarse, the strain roughening the edges. "We need to move. Now."She lifted her head, her face pale and streaked with tears. Her bloodshot eyes locked on mine, wild and desperate. "He'll find us, Jared." Her voice cracked, the words barely a whisper. "He always finds

Zina's POVThe cabin door shut behind Jared, leaving me alone with Asher and the deafening silence that seemed to stretch forever. I clutched Asher tighter, my arms wrapped protectively around him as if that could shield him from everything outside. My eyes darted toward the windows, the curtains drawn tightly, but it didn't stop the fear crawling beneath my skin.Jared had promised we were safe here that no one could find us. But the footprints he'd spotted outside told a different story.I kissed Asher's forehead, brushing back the mess of curls stuck to his skin. He stirred slightly, murmuring something in his sleep, but didn't wake. At least one of us could rest.I envied him envied his innocence and belief that Jared and I could protect him. I wanted to believe it, too. But after everything we'd been through, trust didn't come so easily anymore.The fire in the stone hearth crackled softly, but instead of calming me, it only made the shadows dance more wildly across the walls. I

Zina's POVMy gaze drifted toward the window, the curtains half-drawn but still letting in the faint glow of the streetlights. The glass reflected the room around us—the soft glow of the lamps, the shadows dancing along the walls. But for the briefest moment, I thought I saw something else—a flicker of movement outside.The hair on the back of my neck prickled.I froze, my heart stuttering in my chest as I strained to see past the reflection. Nothing. Just the night. Just shadows."What's wrong?" Jared's voice pulled me back, and I turned quickly, forcing a smile."Nothing." I shook my head. "Just my imagination."His eyes lingered on mine, searching. Jared could always tell when something was off. It was one of the things I both loved and hated about him. He saw too much."Zina," he said softly, "don't do that thing where you pretend everything's fine when it's not."I laughed nervously. "I'm not pretending. I swear.""Then why do you look like you just saw a ghost?"I hesitated, uns

POV: Unknown PersonThe night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and lingered, but I barely noticed. The wind howled around me, sending leaves skittering across the rooftop, but I stayed still, cloaked in darkness. The only thing that mattered was the scene unfolding through the softly glowing window across the street.I pressed the binoculars closer to my face, my gaze narrowing as I brought them into sharper focus. Inside, Jared and Zina sat together, their faces lit by the golden glow of the room. The way they laughed, their heads tilted toward one another, made my stomach twist. They looked so happy, so at peace.Jared leaned closer to her, whispering something. Whatever he said made her laugh—a full, carefree laugh that filled the space around her. She tilted her head back, exposing the curve of her neck, and I felt a bitter taste rise in my throat. He touched her arm lightly, as if reassuring her of something, and her hand came to rest over his, her fingers l

Zina POV I stare down my body as Jared wraps a fist around his cock and angles it down to drag the blunt head over my clit. It feels dirty and a little bit wrong, and I never want it to stop. Gods, how is this hotter than some of the sex I've had? Is it purely because it's him? I don't have an answer. Not now. Maybe not ever.He waits a beat and then strokes me again, circling my clit just like I did with my fingers earlier. I hold my breath, willing him to do more. It's as if Jared draws the thought right out of my head, because he drags his cock down wetting himself with my desire. Wicked. This is so beyond wicked.It's on the tip of my tongue to beg him to fuck me now, but I bite the words back. No matter how delirious pleasure makes me, I'm still aware enough to know that I've pushed him to his limit tonight. If I try for more, there's every chance he'll push back. That he'll stop the decadent motion of his cock through my folds. Down, and then up to circle my clit, and then bac

Jared POV "Daddy, please."I trailer my tongue down her ear and neck, I could feel her heart pulsing against my lips."Is that all you got? You have to beg me for it." I whispered against her chest.I have no words to describe what I'm feeling now, not with her naked in my home, her tanned skin flush with desire for my touch. I skate my hand over her stomach, hating Xaden and everyone else for making her this stressed out."Daddy." Zina presses back against me, leaning her head against my shoulder, giving herself to me entirely. "Please."As if I could stop now, even if I wanted to. We're on this road to the end together, well past the point of no return. I don't waste any more time. I cup her pussy, and I can't help my growl when I find her wet and wanting. "You enjoy these games. Enjoy being on display."She nods. "Yes daddy, I enjoy it so much."I concentrate on moving slowly, because the alternative is to fall on her like a starving creature and undo all the fragile restraint I'v

Chapter 26 – Bella POVWe leave at night.Not because it’s dramatic.Because Lena says movement in daylight is “too easy to track,” and she says it like she’s done this kind of disappearing before.I don’t ask her what she means by that.I just pack what she tells me to pack.Which isn’t much.A bag.Two changes of clothes.The folded letter.That’s the only thing I refuse to leave behind.Lena notices, of course.She always notices everything.But she doesn’t comment.That’s the part that unsettles me the most.The corridor outside my room feels different now. Like it knows I’m leaving. Like the walls are watching me in a way they weren’t before.I keep my steps quiet.Too quiet.My body feels like it’s learning how to exist again outside the calm it was forced into.Lena walks ahead of me.Two guards are already gone.No goodbye. No explanation.Just disappearance.“That’s normal?” I ask quietly.Lena glances back. “For places like this? Yes.”“That’s not comforting.”“I wasn’t aimi

Chapter 26 – Bella POVWe leave at night.Not because it’s dramatic.Because Lena says movement in daylight is “too easy to track,” and she says it like she’s done this kind of disappearing before.I don’t ask her what she means by that.I just pack what she tells me to pack.Which isn’t much.A bag.Two changes of clothes.The folded letter.That’s the only thing I refuse to leave behind.Lena notices, of course.She always notices everything.But she doesn’t comment.That’s the part that unsettles me the most.The corridor outside my room feels different now. Like it knows I’m leaving. Like the walls are watching me in a way they weren’t before.I keep my steps quiet.Too quiet.My body feels like it’s learning how to exist again outside the calm it was forced into.Lena walks ahead of me.Two guards are already gone.No goodbye. No explanation.Just disappearance.“That’s normal?” I ask quietly.Lena glances back. “For places like this? Yes.”“That’s not comforting.”“I wasn’t aimi

Bella POVWe leave at night.Not because it’s dramatic.Because Lena says movement in daylight is “too easy to track,” and she says it like she’s done this kind of disappearing before.I don’t ask her what she means by that.I just pack what she tells me to pack.Which isn’t much.A bag.Two changes of clothes.The folded letter.That’s the only thing I refuse to leave behind.Lena notices, of course.She always notices everything.But she doesn’t comment.That’s the part that unsettles me the most.The corridor outside my room feels different now. Like it knows I’m leaving. Like the walls are watching me in a way they weren’t before.I keep my steps quiet.Too quiet.My body feels like it’s learning how to exist again outside the calm it was forced into.Lena walks ahead of me.Two guards are already gone.No goodbye. No explanation.Just disappearance.“That’s normal?” I ask quietly.Lena glances back. “For places like this? Yes.”“That’s not comforting.”“I wasn’t aiming for comfor

The paper trembles in my hands like it’s alive.That’s the first thing I notice.Not what it says.Not who it’s from.Just the fact that it feels like it’s breathing with me.Lena is still in the room, but she doesn’t speak. I can feel her watching me the way you watch someone standing too close to the edge of something high. Like one wrong move and everything breaks.I unfold it slowly.Too slowly.My fingers don’t feel like they belong to me anymore.The handwriting hits me first.Not the words.The handwriting.Sharp. Uneven in places. Like someone wrote it too fast, like they were trying to keep up with their own thoughts.And then I see the name.Ethan.My stomach drops so hard I almost laugh.Because of course it’s him.Of course it’s him.I don’t even realize I’m reading until I’m already halfway through.Bella.If you’re reading this, then you’re alive.I pause.My throat tightens instantly.Alive.Like there was ever a version of me that wasn’t supposed to be.I glance at Len

Bella POVThe message didn’t leave me alone.It kept looping in my head like something broken that refused to shut off.Someone’s been asking about you.Every time I tried to focus on anything else, it came back louder.Like it knew I was trying to ignore it.Like it wanted me to.I was still standing by the window when the knock came.I didn’t even flinch this time.That scared me more than anything else.Lena opened the door before I could even say anything, like she owned the concept of timing itself. She always did that—like she knew what was about to happen before the world even decided it.But this time, she didn’t walk in alone.A man followed her.And the second he stepped inside, something inside my chest tightened so fast it felt like my body recognized him before my mind did.I didn’t like that.I didn’t like that at all.I took a step back without thinking.“No,” I said immediately, even though I didn’t know what I was saying no to yet. “I don’t know him.”The man stopped

Bella POVThe room looked the same.White walls. Soft lighting that never fully turned off. A bed that was too comfortable to feel real, like it had been designed for people who weren’t supposed to stay long enough to get used to it.But Bella woke up anyway.And this time, there was no scream waiting in her throat.She blinked slowly, staring at the ceiling as if it might change if she looked long enough. Her body felt heavy in a different way than before. Not the weight of panic, not the crushing pressure of memories forcing their way in. Just… stillness.That was what confused her the most.Stillness.Her fingers curled slightly into the blanket.“Why does it feel wrong to wake up without pain?” she whispered to herself, like the sentence might answer back.For a moment, she just lay there listening to the quiet. No footsteps running. No distant shouting. No Ethan’s voice cutting through her thoughts like it used to—soft, then sharp, then gone.Gone.Her chest tightened at the thou