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"Hiks basic Raga sucks!!! I swear you're catching a thunderbolt!"
Right after Yasmin said her oath, suddenly there was a sound of thunder followed by sudden rain. Because of panic Yasmin also intends to find a place to shade but not until she steps, Raga's car backs up again. "Are you sure you don't want to go together? It's raining."
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Dragon Born Luna
Kiara
The rain had come the night before, after Ryden had left me, not the gentle, whispering kind, but the relentless, pounding sort that drowned out all other sounds. It hammered against the slate rooftops of the palace, cascaded down its pale limestone walls in shimmering sheets, and pooled in the ornamental gardens below, turning the crushed quartz pathways into glistening silver veins. By dawn, the skies had emptied themselves, leaving behind a world washed clean, the air crisp with the scent of rain-soaked lavender and wet stone.
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Steel and Sin
Ashley watched from the tower, rain dripping down her face, heart racing.
And she knew—deep in her bones—
This wasn’t the real fight.
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THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE
Chapter 137
Jace
It's raining. Of course, it's raining. Seems like the sky's been crying for months, mirroring the constant downpour in my soul. The city is slick and dark, reflecting the neon lights in distorted puddles. Perfect. Just perfect.
I'm standing on the rooftop, the rain plastering my hair to my forehead, soaking through my clothes. The wind whips around me, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and regret. I don't even shiver. Numbness has become my default setting.
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His Return, My Ruin
Jayden
The windshield wipers can’t keep up with the torrential downpour, even on full blast. They scrape back and forth in a frantic, uneven rhythm, smearing the lights of passing cars into distorted streaks of white and red. Rain pounds the windshield like it’s trying to break through, drowning out everything except the pounding of my own heart. Common sense tells me to pull over, to wait it out until the storm eases, but common sense has never stood a chance where Tasha is concerned.
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The Female Alpha And Her God Of War
The drizzle had softened into a mist, and we could see the streets slick and glistening under the pale morning light.
Sasha’s small voice cut through my thoughts.
“The first rain… it’s not that heavy after all,” she muttered, hugging herself and shivering slightly. “Kind of… soothing.”
I smirked. “So you enjoyed getting drenched, huh? You could have waited until the rain cleared instead of running through it like that.”
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Claimed By Three: The Stalker, The Don and The Killer
Of course, it had to rain tonight.
As we walk back through the dimly lit streets, the soft drizzle quickly turns into a downpour. The rain soaks through my clothes in seconds, clinging to me like a second skin, and every step becomes heavier. I want to run, dash for cover, but Blake? He’s treating this like a leisurely stroll, completely unfazed by the weather, his footsteps calm and deliberate.
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The Assistant Coach
His eyes are filled with a mixture of frustration and sadness, a sight that tugs at my heartstrings.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, my words drowned out by the relentless downpour.
The rain pelts against the pavement, creating a symphony of sound that matches the chaos in my mind. I give him one last apologetic glance before rushing back indoors, my soaked clothes clinging to my body like a second skin. As I ascend the stairs, warmth envelops me once more.
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Caught in-between Scammers
The rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city. Where echoes of the storms could be heard hitting into the gutters of the city with maliciousness. So much such that, the nountremendous pouring of the rain knitted with cloudburst took the visible city captive. rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city.
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The Seven Sins Series: Luca Lindenhurst (English)
As she waited for a ride, it began to rain heavily.
"Why does it have to rain now?" Carnation grumbled as she wiped the raindrops away from her arms and face. There was a strong wind blowing, so even though she was sheltered in the bus stop, she could get wet from the rain.
"Where have the buses gone?" She couldn't keep the tears from welling up in her eyes. It's extremely frustrating! Her life is a shambles, her day is ruined, it's freaking raining, and there are no buses on the road.
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The ending of 'Ashes' hits like a freight train of emotions, but in the best way possible. I spent the whole book clinging to every word, desperate to see how the protagonist's journey would wrap up. Without spoiling too much, the final chapters tie together all the loose threads in a way that feels both satisfying and heartbreaking. The author doesn’t shy away from bittersweet resolutions—some characters find peace, others don’t, and a few choices left me staring at the ceiling for hours afterward.
What really stuck with me was the symbolism in the last scene. The imagery of ashes scattering in the wind felt like a perfect metaphor for how destruction can also mean rebirth. It’s one of those endings that lingers, making you flip back to earlier chapters to spot all the foreshadowing you missed. If you’re the type who loves stories that don’t spoon-feed you answers, this’ll be right up your alley.
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