Downpour Manga Novels & Stories

Alex didn’t dodge the attacks and continued to walk towards her. Poof! Poof! Poof! All the raindrops exploded on Alex’s body, but he looked unfazed, as if it didn’t affect him one bit. Their distance started becoming closer and closer. Five meters. Four meters. Three meters. Seiryuu hurriedly closed her umbrella, its tip was as sharp as a spear. She then pierced towards Alex. Poof! The umbrella’s tip pierced into Alex, yet it felt like stabbing a metal plate. Alex didn’t stop in his tracks and continued to walk towards Seiryuu.

I have always craved it", I beamed with joy. He chuckled at my words and nodded his head. The smell before and after the rain is just amazing. It lights up your mood. Makes you feel like some hidden warmth hugging you. I felt a water drop on my head and looked up to the sky. The sun was above our head hiding behind the heavy black clouds while struggling to poke its rays through them. The next second it started pouring down, my left hand reached over my head to block water drops as I rushed forward simultaneously. I whined as I bumped into Abhiman's hardback. "It's raining Mihra...", he said, making a face. "Oh you just realized it", I laughed at his expressions.

Rain? The lean boy turned back to his best friend and fished out a bobby pin from behind Kiara's head of hair, letting out a tiny smile. It was gone as soon as it came, like it had never been there in the first place. She gulped as she watched the boy skillfully manoeuvre the pin to undo the secured lock while she held a small flashlight, although spending more time than she was comfortable with. He pushed the door open as soon as what was a slight drizzle escalated into an angry downpour, accompanied by heavy gusts of wind.

Rolling down my umbrella, I reluctantly sit inside Mona's car. Half of my mind is with Freya. The disappointing look on her face is replaying in front of my eyes. Mona starts the car and just when I notice that the speed of rain intensifies. The water droplets are making patterns on the windshield of the car. I stare at them while thinking about Freya. Mona turns on the car's vipers and they start fighting back with the rain-drops.

Before An Taotao thought about the countermeasures, she felt her forehead getting chilly and it was raining. Thin and dense rain kept falling, which was very small at first, but eventually turned into bean-sized raindrops. The raindrops fell wildly, and the people they hit were in pain. Mr. King unconsciously covered his abdomen, from which blood constantly oozed, instantly turning the ground red. At this moment, another stormy step sounded on the hill. An Taotao trembled, and the cells in her entire body gradually condensed. She was scared out of her wits when she saw the blood that was about to flow.

Chapter 89: Downpour Avyaane pov The rain came quickly and fiercely. It hammered against the windshield in a steady pace that mirrored my heartbeat. Blair grumbled under his breath and squinted through the rain. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel. "We should pull over," I said. He shakes his head. "The hotel is right up ahead. "We will make it." I wasn't too sure. The wipers waged a lost struggle with the torrent. The world appeared like a watery blur through the glass. Trees appeared out of the gloom and faded as fast. Blair leaned forward, looking into the gray. His jaw was firm, and a muscle ticked in his face. This wasn't the Blair I knew. The smug grin had disappeared, replac

He planted his sword on the ground and clapped his hands together, as if in prayer. His magic surged as he focused his thoughts on the sky above the group of monsters, “Blood Rain.” He chanted and water droplets suddenly appeared above, there were thousands of them. He released his hands and they suddenly turned into blade like projectiles that plummeted to the earth. There were screams of fear, terror, and death. The tides of battle were turning in their favor, Vergil was now fighting seriously as they closed in on the palace.

Gonzalo's POV The rain began to fall, a heavy downpour that matched the storm raging within me. As the drops pelted against my fur, they mingled with the tears that had welled in my eyes. The world around me blurred through the haze of sorrow and regret. Reaching the familiar haven of my cabin, I stood in the pouring rain, a silent prayer to wash away the pain that clenched my heart. My chest felt tight with the weight of unspoken words and the reality that I could never mend what was now forever broken.

The air smelled of damp earth, of impending downpour. A low rumble of thunder growled in the distance. I barely had time to brace myself before the sky split open. The first drops were scattered, light, teasing— then came the downpour. Cold, relentless sheets of rain crashed down on me, soaking me within seconds. My hoodie, my jeans, even my shoes—nothing was spared. Water dripped from the tips of my hair, running in rivulets down my face, mingling with the warmth of my tears. It seemed like even God had turned against me tonight.

The world tilted and spun around me, my clothes drenched in sweat and blood. For a second… I almost lost my belief. Almost. But then… the sky split open. Thunder rolled across the clouds like a warning. And then it came. Rain. Cold, sudden, and heavy. It poured down from above, washing over me like a blessing, and magically healing my wounds. I heaved a deep breath when the fire hissed and sputtered. Smoke curled upward as the flames shrank beneath the downpour. Through the storm, a distinguished, glowing figure appeared.