Eternal Rain Novels & Stories

Everything was an illusion. "Rain Water is the second solar term of the 24 solar terms. The celestial longitude of the sun is 330 degrees. Its three characteristics are river otters displaying fish, swan geese coming, and plants budding. The splashing of rain brings the vitality of spring..." said Ding Hao to himself with closed eyes.

Dang, I can’t remember the code! Did my dad say 9122? No, it had an eight in it, I think. I can hear heavy gunfire downstairs and I can’t help but feel overwhelmed. I start to cry because I literally can’t still remember the freaking code! Okay, okay, I need to calm down. Despite the commotion downstairs, I take in a deep breath and I try to calm myself. “9182.” I say to myself and it clicks in my head. That’s the code! “9182.” I say again as I press the numbers on the keypad.

, I stated. "Fine but I even promise you that it is a far fetched thought. Amy, you and I have an long life together and I can promise you we will stay together for an eternity.", Damien stated. "We aren't immortals.", I argued. "You know love the hell on this planet is so filled with agony that even a day at times feel like an eternity. So according to that we do have an eternity. Because life is a wheel and it keeps on moving from good to bad.", he stated.

all worlds turned quiet as a rare phenomenon made its advent acknowledged by the quenching of waters from the disdainful heights of the skies. Even the cloudless firmaments graced the scenery with the vivid colors of blood. The Eternal Domains and the Immortal Planes, even the myriad mortal realms in existence, were all witnessing a special scenario. The mark of an Immortal’s Death. This was the lament of the heavens as it cried with the downfalls of crimson hot rains as its tears. “AHHH!” The old beggar's roar of defiance still lingered much too audibly for all, yet even that resounding grim cry of pain and defeat continued to echo in the Eternal Domains,

If he cried, they were all screwed! The Earth Spirit's tears could trigger a flood, tsunami, a hurricane, or even a monsoon! It could even be all of them at once depending on the depth of his emotions. It was said in history books that when the Earth Spirit was born and he cried, it heavily rained in heaven for five days straight. The gods had scrambled, frantically working together to calm the newborn. No one liked rain if it hung around for too long. Ron's eyes flicked around and he noticed the air already shifting, moisture thickening. The leaves of his prized plants glistened as tiny droplets began to form on their surface. A steady drip-drip echoed from somewhere in the greenhouse and t

Was this her last day on earth? She was soaked wet from head to toe, and she didn't know what to do. The wind was stronger than her, and it was so cold she couldn't bear it. Moreover, the rain kept getting even more heavier, and the sky growled as if there was a war happening up there. God, she hated storms. She never knew the city had strong storms like this. Exhausted, and out of ideas, all she did was cover her ears with her hands before burying her head between her legs.

Eternal. The word eternal can be defined as an everlasting or universal spirit representing the Moon Goddess lasting or existing forever. Let that sink in. I wasn't always an Eternal Wolf. Before I was ever an Eternal Wolf, I was the Alpha Queen. Becoming the Alpha Queen wasn't easy by any stretch of the word, but being the Alpha Queen shaped me into the she-wolf I have become. I didn't know it then, but I was destined for greatness. The Moon Goddess made sure of that. Saving my people, and really the earth realm from absolute destruction wasn't something I was thinking about when I was a young wolf. Little did I know.

You can take the vampire outta the Middle Ages but you can’t take the Middle Ages outta the vampire. A slender young waiter in black tuxedo pants, red cumberbund, a black velvet choker and nothing else, beats me to the throne. He bows at the waist to offer up his tray of beverages. Simmon extends his hand beyond the throne and browses among the glasses, selecting one and motioning the waiter to move on. The waiter backs away, still bowing. Oh for fuck’s sake. I roll my eyes. So much pomp and circumstance. I guess if you’re practically immortal you have time to indulge in all the ceremony you like.

The full moon, once soft and bright, blazed with ten times its original radiance. And then, silver rain began to fall from the heavens. This was no ordinary rain. Every drop hummed with dense, concentrated moonlight energy, and where it touched her skin, there was no cold—only a warm, gentle heat. A celestial phenomenon seen once in a century: the Moonfall Rain. The first drop landed on the back of Eira’s hand, wrapped tight around the medallion. The ancient silver emblem burst to life, blazing with a light brighter than the full moon itself.

“The elders speak of you like you’re a living legend. It’s an honor to finally meet you.” He offered his hand, and I shook it. “Thank you for coming to get me.” “The honor is all mine,” he said, taking my bag. “The Academy elders are very excited to meet you.” In the car, Julian pointed out the sights of Vienna. “The air here is pure. It enhances a blood-healer’s abilities,” he said, gesturing to a distant gothic spire. “That’s the oldest Fountain of Eternal Night in the world. Its energy is purer than anything in North America.”