Book Where Rainbows End Novels & Stories

I asked with little curiosity. A boy like him shouldn't be tied to the Temple. "No, another item will replace its position. But no worries, I love my job." The book had a sorcerer’s wand coloured violet on the cover. A blue smooth bookmark was attached to it. The book's edges looked like silver but felt like liquid mercury. "You can take the shortcut at the end of this room." "Thanks," I mouthed out. I walked to the other end of the room and placed my hand on the wall, waiting for something to happen.

I was just getting myself worked up over some crazy, twisted scam. I decided the best thing to do before my mind got too far out of control was to climb in my little shelter and just go to sleep. I had a feeling it would be a long night and early morning. Despite my best efforts I couldn’t help thinking of prince charming and white knights as I fell asleep. ***

Caitlyn" died. Unfortunately she was still pregnant. We all were crying for her sorrowful death. She and her unborned baby yet , when the rain stopped, and they covered her face with the white sheet , I was there to witness it all, she suddenly woke up like a corpse ,then screamed high and loud ,and blood were coming from the inside of her wetting the whole bed sheets to the floor, I can remember the smell. till today it is unforgetable thing . suddenly it started raining again but it wasn't normal rain, it was very heavy rain I have never witnessed before , yet it was like waking up to the warmth of the morning , the rain became blooded all crops were stained in red , we only saw red for lo

The clouds darkened, and rain poured down relentlessly, causing panic among the wedding party. Evelyn's heart sank as she watched the weather take a turn for the worse. It seemed as if all their efforts were about to be washed away. She clung to Richard’s hand, trying to find strength in their love. Just as they were about to consider moving the ceremony indoors, something miraculous happened. The rain suddenly stopped, and a beautiful rainbow appeared across the sky, bathing the garden in a vibrant spectrum of colours. Evelyn couldn't believe her eyes. It was as if the universe was giving them it's blessing. She felt a sense of awe and wonder, knowing that everything happened for a reason,

Not a downpour — just that steady, cleansing kind of rain that makes the world smell like beginnings. River typed the first sentence. I typed the second. It wasn’t about Rachel. Or Ava. Or even the past. It was a love story. But not just about us. It was about finding home after being lost. About rebuilding after the wreckage. About choosing each other in the quiet moments. At one point, River paused and turned to me. “Do you think people will read it?” I smiled. “I think the right people already are.” Ava – POV I closed the bookshop early one afternoon and drove out to the retreat. It had taken me months to find the courage. But Rachel’s name was still on the mailbox, still carved into the

This time, I would be happier. A week later, I walked into the event hall with Anthony. The moment I stepped inside, however, I saw Cyrus. My feet were instantly frozen to the ground, unable to move. Anthony held my arm and pulled me forward, whispering into my ear, “If you don’t cast away the shadows of your past completely, they’ll just come back to haunt you later.” I turned and met his gaze. His eyes were firm and warm, giving me strength. I took a deep breath and squeezed his arm with a smile. “Do I look good like this? Can you tell I’ve started over with a fresh slate?”

It was the heaviest rain in a long while and for some reason, it felt like the sky was crying for the loss of the last Original. Author's note Hello dears, Author here, this is the end of His Mate. You can follow me on I*******m as @goodnessshadrach in order to know when the book 2; His Mate: The Demon King would start. Thank you all so much for your love on this story, I wish you would join me on the second installment. Looking forward to see you in I*******m :)

But he didn’t tell her those pretty little lies that Grayson would be okay. The rain poured down angrily, and the wind stole items and tossed them around the city, by the time Leo shifted into park in the alley behind Docs. It was a nasty storm brewing as if God himself was pissed. Like a howl in the air, a tantrum from the man above. But right now, nature’s fury seemed little in comparison to that of Amberleigh Dubois’.

Then I moved away from the window, and turned to look at the books which all looked amusing. I reached out to the bottom of the shelf and removed a book from it. Then I dusted it off, and sneezed as the dust got into my nostrils. These books must have been here for a long time, and that means it’s all about history. Hmm! Things are about to get interesting. “Story of the Rainbow?” I scoffed and bit my lips, then opened the book. I flipped through the pages, awed by the writings and the pictures which were inside.

Through the gaps in the roof, rain poured down in sheets, soaking everything Cassian had touched, everything he'd kept, everything that proved he'd existed here at all. I moved without thinking. Grabbed the nearest book and pulled it close, trying to shield it with my body. The pages were already damp, the ink starting to blur. I reached for another. Then another. My hands shook as I tried to stack them somewhere dry, but there was nowhere dry left. The roof was gone in places. Split clean open by the force of my scream. I stood there holding a book that was falling apart in my hands, and I realized I couldn't save any of it. Not like this. Not by carrying them one at a time while the rain d