Hujan Novels & Stories

A car door slammed and she ignored it, not interested in talking with her friends just yet. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back as the rain picked up, the drops still soft, but full and inviting more to join in the cleansing. The water soaked through her dress, her hair growing heavy with the weight of it. She twisted around at the sound of someone hopping onto the porch, fear rushing into her. Jake.

he asked, the sadness in his eyes melting into hopefulness, like her words could show him. “The rain?” she clarified, and he nodded. “Well, if it’s warm outside, it’s refreshing. It can be fun to stand outside in a downpour on a summer day. If it’s cold, well, then, the rain is cold. That’s not much fun, especially if it splashes down your back.” She realized most women ran through the rain with umbrellas or rain coats, trying not to get wet. They didn’t stand around and take a soaking just to experience it. As a matter of fact, the only reason Rain had ever stood in a summer rain shower was because Mist insisted she do so. “And the sun? What’s that like?”

Angel I'm walking on the pavement, tapping my feet against the ground so that it will make a splash. It's raining, and being my usual self, I forgot my umbrella at home. I'm returning home from the gym, and the rain is cooling off my body perfectly. I enjoy the rain. I take a deep breath and look at the sky. Raindrops gently hit my face, making me relax. After some minutes, I start walking back home because I notice that the rain is about to stop, and I am drenched. I don't want to get sick, so I quicken my pace until my house is in view. I run to my door then turn my head slightly to the left to see some boxes on my neighbours' porch. They just moved in, and I haven't even seen them once ex

Molly I've been walking for a while without any success in recognizing my soundings when the heavens open up and rain pours down on me. I dont think I've ever seen rain this bad before. It's freezing cold and within seconds battering down on me and everything around me leaving my clothes completely soaked through. What the hell?

“Remember by closing your eyes. Listen to what is around you.” “The toys are newer, but some are the same.” She said as she closed her eyes. She could hear the men walking around her, but she could hear more as well. There was another small sound like water running through the house. “Max, do you hear that?” Everyone stopped moving, and they began to strain their ears to hear whatever she had heard. There was nothing that they could hear. “What was it, sweetheart?” “Water.” She said as she opened her eyes. “Running water.”

“Down!” I had my arm around Jace’s shoulders as I pushed him forward to the floor, and my other arm was around Malachi, and I gripped Levi’s jacket tightly. “Hylja sála!” Blue flames enveloped all of us as the bullets tore through the windows of the restaurant with deafening bursts.

3 Grace. It was raining. And it was not a gentle drizzle or a moody sprinkle, but stormy. Heavy drops slammed the windows like they were mad at the glass, thunder cracked open the sky in jagged bursts, and the house, big as it was, suddenly felt smaller.

She was this late because of the rain and why the hell will he stay in the rain. “ What the hell are you doing here and it Is even raining –so badly” Minnie muttered standing to give Jace a thorough look. “ You are really going to catch a cold of you do not be in your way home” Minnie mumbled sparing him a glance “ I just wanted to talk…” Jace rasped trying to keep his shivering body under check “ You want to talk, can't you see the weather and the rain doesn't seems to be stopping anytime soon” Minnie said getting into her home but still blocking the way to prevent Jace from coming in

Instead, I pull his jacket tighter around myself and step into the rain. The water soaks through my hair immediately, turning the blonde strands dark and heavy against my skull. It runs down my face, mixing with the tears I didn't realize had started falling again. My shoes squelch against the wet pavement with each step, the leather offering no grip on the slick surface.

the man turned around and left. Richard Hill's eyes narrowed with coldness as he stared at the computer screen in front of him. Outside, the rain began to fall heavily, accompanied by a loud thunderclap that shook the windows. The night seemed even more melancholic with the sound of raindrops tapping against the glass and the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the room. Despite the somber atmosphere, Richard continued to work diligently, undeterred by the stormy weather.