Hidden Rain Novels & Stories

torrential rain. Everything in front of me gradually blurred, the rainwater poured down on me, seeping through my shirt to every skin and then creeping into every cell, bringing an endless cold that was very suitable for the feeling in me right now. Kneeling on the street, I cried out sobbing, hoping that when I cried, the warmth of tears would soothe the icy cold, but then it was just like a small candle in the vast dark sky. A tall figure, a handsome face that harmonizes every beautiful line is holding an umbrella and running towards me. Jack looked worriedly at me, drenched on the side of the road. Recognizing a face that I've seen before, rest assured that I closed my eyes. I couldn't tr

CHAPTER 14. THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR The rain draped down my skin in a steady, downpour. I was wet like a puppy and my hair was sleek and glued to my face. It was heavy rain and a weird change in the weather. No one had mentioned the possibility of rain today. The day had also been so bright and had no trace of a storm. All of a sudden, the cloud had turned gloomy and the rain came down.

Wala siyang maramdaman kahit ano at maging ang paningin at ang pandinig niya ay unti unting lumalabo na rin. Napatingala siya sa langit kung saan patuloy na pumapatak ang ulan sa kaniyang mukha. Pinilit niyang iangat o igalaw ang kamay niya ngunit ni katiting eh wala siyang maramdaman kahit na isa. Ah, the rain is here and I'm sure that he'll be here any minute.. but I guess.. I won't be here anymore. Saka niya ipinikit ang mata niya ng dahan dahan.

I соvеr mу fасе аnd sob some mоrе, ѕtuсk оut here оn thе соld, rаіnу ѕtrееt. Thе rain іѕ a соnѕtаnt drіzzlе nоw. It’ѕ the tуре that mаkеѕ уоu mіѕеrаblе аnd соld but dоеѕn’t soak you tо the bone. I mаnаgе to рull myself tоgеthеr.

Thick grey shapes roll over the meadow until the blue disappears completely. The air grows colder. Thunder rumbles somewhere far away. Evening settles in quickly. A storm is coming. Figures in the meadow begin to blur at the edges as darkness spreads across the field. Just my kind of luck. Honestly, waking up now would be perfect. Rain suddenly crashes down from the sky. Cold water slams against my shoulders and head. Within seconds my clothes are soaked through. The rain keeps falling harder. That settles it. Definitely time to wake the hell up.

POV ESMERAY The rain was no longer a drizzle; it was a torrential assault that turned the world into a blur of gray and black. I clung to Ruan’s back, my fingers aching from how tightly I was gripping his leather vest. The highway felt endless, a ribbon of wet asphalt cutting through the desolate landscape of northern California. Every time a car’s headlights appeared in the distance, my heart stopped, waiting for the flash of a Viper’s muzzle or the screech of tires. But Ruan didn't flinch. He leaned into the wind, the roar of his Harley a defiant challenge to the storm.

The rain hadn’t stopped for days. It drummed endlessly on the stone roof of the old library tower where Rhea had hidden herself, muffling the world into a soft, oppressive hush. The air was damp and heavy, curling around her like a shroud. The cracked window beside her wept with condensation, the glass trembling with every gust of wind that rattled against it.

“No fucking way. Is that what I think it is?” The little droplets of rain falling on our bodies was enough to answer her question. “You jinxed it.” I glared at Reign. “How could I have known it was actually going to rain?” Reign spluttered, just as another thunder reverberated the earth, louder than the last one. Soon the drizzle turned into a light downpour. “Oh my God, what do we do?”

Rain poured relentlessly, and I stared at my phone, irritated by Terence's last text. [I'm busy today. Can't be there with you. Head home and help me pick someone up at the service area.] I turned off the screen as memories of those rainy days flooded my mind. When I was ten, my mom leapt from the 18th floor, her body broken and alone in the rain. Blood and tears flowed from her eyes. My dad glanced at her, cursed under his breath, and pulled me away.

I shrugged, and Jace closed the door behind him. “I think we’re just paranoid after what happened.” “Probably,” I said, and walked to my room. I heard the crying again and the dripping water. I switched the bathroom light on and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw the figure leaning against the wall in the bathroom. She was hugging her knees, and her face was hidden by her hair. The taps were closed, and I realized that the dripping water sound was coming from her. I knelt down in front of her, and looked at her. “Do you need help?”