After The Rain Comes The Rainbow Novels & Stories

I ignored it and just kept quiet. They say there's always a rainbow after rain. Truth is, I don't care on that saying, but now I am starting to care for it. How can you find something beautiful before a grief and sorrow. It's still a puzzle to me to this day. Rainbow was there, but not all the time. Like a memories haunting you for this solitude days.

When she bent down to pick up the little girl who stopped immediately as soon as she saw her now mother she whispered in the baby’s ear, “We are finally free,” When Kit opened the door and brought the car seat out with the little girl, she remembered something about running down the street to get to her father’s car to make her escape. It was now raining, just like it was that night. It was not hard downpour it was a late gentle rain. She remembered the words that her father said, “This rain will wash away all that has happened,” She looked up at the sky and smiled as she now completely understood what her father was trying to say then, “This rain will finally wash away all that happened,” S

Nathalie's POV (Continuation) Rain. Four words that means so much in the world where illegal things are turned to legal. Rain, as far as I know is a reaper and a member of a mafia, I heard that she's good at pretending like someone, she's clever as a fox.

A heavy rain just started to fall , and to be fair it was the strongest rain ever witness in the kingdome , the rain was as a glowing icy blue fall , yet doesn't give cold chills but rather warmth to the bones , that night the king wandered in the castle unheeding to no where in confusion not talking to anyone, not even Asian herself , like he was bewitched by something ,he wandered and wandered until he found himself in front of my mom's room, he shakely grabbed the dusty curtained door , he entered by pushing it by both of his hands , just to find her in that miserable state where he let a tearful sigh escape his eyes , i wondered if he can feel her pain , or was it a crocodile tear, she

' I take a deep breath and just follow what I truly wanted to give respond from his question. "Yes,I wanted to be free and be with Rain again.."

Blue said Rainbow closed her eyes and began to count and Blue tried to hide but just then, Kyl began to call Rainbow. "Rainbow, it's time for your lessons. Come out here now" Ma'am Kyl, Rainbow's mother called "oh no! Mother's calling me already, I have to go now Blue. We'll play later." Then she began to swim away "wait for me, let's go home together" Then she began to swim faster, trying to catch up with Rainbow Blue and Rainbow were born on the same day, but Blue was born first. Rainbow also got her name from the color of her tail.

Teacher Mike beamed at Theo's question and replied, "Rainbows are formed when sunlight is refracted, or bent, by water droplets in the air, like after a rain shower. The sunlight is made up of different colors, and when it passes through the water droplets, each color is refracted at a slightly different angle, creating the beautiful spectrum of colors we see in a rainbow." As Theo listened to Teacher Mike's explanation, his imagination soared, envisioning the magic of rainbows and the science behind their colorful arcs. With each question and answer, Theo's thirst for knowledge grew, his young mind eager to explore the mysteries of the world around him through the patient guidance of Teache

If Winnie just wanted a baby, she could get her sperm from a sperm bank, but she just had to get Jake’s. She was also making herself sound so, so, so close to Jake. Once I saw reality as what it really was, I discovered plenty of details I never took notice of before. The mockery in my eyes faded away, and I freed my hand. But Winnie cried out in surprise and fell backwards. Jake immediately caught her, and his expression was full of fear. “Are you okay, Winnie?” Winnie hugged Jake’s neck as she teared up even more. “Jake, I’m okay. I just wasn’t expecting Luna to…”

I draw strength from the realization that just as storms pass and give way to clear skies, so too shall my heart find peace once again. As the rain continues to fall, I take a deep breath, allowing the fresh scent of petrichor to fill my lungs. I resolve to face the storm within me with the same resilience and determination as the raindrops that fall from the heavens. Though the road ahead may be fraught with uncertainty, I know that with the unwavering love and support of my father, I will find the strength to weather any tempest that comes my way.

Instead, I leaned into a warm embrace that I had missed so much. “Welcome back to the world, Hilbert. I, your baby, all of us, have been waiting for you.” In every storm, there is a rainbow. I, too, believed it this time. Through all the troubles in our relationship, there is finally a bridge that leads us to the paradise of happiness.