Jas Hujan Yang Ada Tasnya Novels & Stories

TRIGGET WARNING: WORDS: Assassination Death SCENES: Descriptive D***h Tiara McKenzie's Point Of View I jolted when the sky suddenly roared. My glance shifted on the other side of the window where every drops of rain falls as free as they should be. I groaned and then rolled my eyes while I was putting my materials and my finished portfolio in my tote bag. Why does it have to rain this hard today? I wonder how far my feet would take me before I stumble down the stairs carrying my things along with this a million bucks worth of money canvas.

Hazel trudged along the wet pavement, her school bag heavy on her shoulders as the rain poured down relentlessly. The sky was a dark shade of gray, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground filled the air. Hazel's hair was plastered to her face, and her clothes clung to her skin, soaked through by the downpour. As she walked, Hazel couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. She had forgotten to bring an umbrella that morning, thinking that the weather forecast had predicted a sunny day. But now, she was regretting her oversight as she battled against the elements on her way home from school.

I clenched my jaw, tilting my head up at the dark clouds above. “Not now,” I muttered, my voice tight with frustration. Then the sky opened. The rain came down in heavy sheets, soaking me instantly. My hair stuck to my face, my clothes clung to my skin, and the suitcase handle grew slippery under my grip. I pulled it forward, only for the wheels to sink into the mud. I let out a ragged breath and tugged harder. Nothing. The suitcase tipped, sending my clothes spilling onto the wet pavement. A hollow laugh bubbled up from my throat. “Of course,” I whispered bitterly, staring at the drenched mess before me. “Why not?”

Cold coffee… not only does it look like shit, but it tastes like it too. “Not to your liking?” I heard a male voice say. It was smooth, with a slight hint of a Spanish accent. I looked up to see young Jose in the doorway. He wore a purple sweater, the large hood hugged around his short neck. His head was shaven, barely an inch of hair on the top. He accompanied his sweater with tan pants and white Nike’s.

he gritted out into her ear. Ashley started to cry. She made way for the door but Alex pulled her back before she could make it. Ashely screamed out as he ripped her shirt into two, she already saw herself dead before it happens........ Hannah's POV It's 9:52pm and the rain is falling bad, I feel for who is in the rain, they may get sick. I put on my earbuds and play a music that I know can heal me a little, BTS- blue and grey. It's so touching.

The rain began to fall, as they could hear the drops hitting the window. Crystal was getting really excited as she could see flashes of the lighting. She walked over to Josiah and asked as she starting to undo her top, “What do you say, we have 1 more go?” Josiah shook his head, hoping it would give him an opportunity to escape. The storm was really picking up. “Listen, to that wind. Sounds like a hurricane out there.” She said taking off her top.

Who wouldn't be glad about that? "Did Mom left some cash for the groceries?" I asked Tessa when I went out five in the afternoon. I'm sure it's cold outside but the rain was gone. The cold is fine with me but not that the rain. I'm not really fond of rains. I hate when it is raining and I have to go outside. I hate walking in a wet and dirty road. I hate the loud thunders and the raindrops. I don't see nothing good in rains aside from it sustains the nature's life.

KAI POV Rain hammered down like a relentless drumbeat, I sat in the back seat of Jace's beat-up sedan, my clothes still damp from the earlier rain, watching Alessa through the streaked window. She was out there on the muddy path, her shoulders hunched against the downpour, determined strides carrying her away from us. Stubborn as hell, that woman. I had waited for her all day. She didn't spare a little time to see me. But now she was bolting like a spooked deer.

Your Mechanic took a long time to arrive. Because until now the rain is still very strong. The most disliked of all weathers is the rainy season. Apart from being sad, it's also difficult when you have to walk or go home. Especially for those without umbrellas and people going to school or work. Hassle too much. I let go of Yohann's hug when he pulled me closer and hugged me. Only then did I realize that his steam was very hot.

The rain became heavy. “Look! My husband must be angry! He's waiting on the veranda!" Jessica's complaint was directed at Lexi who was in the middle of the waist with a mad face. “Don't we just go home!” Jessica said. She was not sure about running through the rain, not for fear of getting wet. She was afraid to face what was already waiting for her there. “I agree, do I have to get the car out right now?” Arvel joked. Jessica looked at Arvel. “You're not serious, aren't you?!!”